Mr. Arkram stood at the edge of the training ground, his gaze focused on the battles unfolding before him.He had meticulously crafted the matchups, carefully considering each student's strengths and weaknesses.As he watched his students face off against one another, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and anticipation.The battles had been fierce and intense, showcasing the determination and resilience of Class E.Each student had fought with a fervor that impressed Mr. Arkram, their skills and strategies honed through countless hours of training.As the dust settled from the previous battles, Mr. Arkram found a moment of solitude amidst the cheering and clashing of combat.He took a deep breath, his mind filled with a multitude of thoughts and observations."These battles are more than just tests of strength and skill," Mr. Arkram mused to himself."They are opportunities for growth, for my students to push their limits, and to discover the depths of their own potential."He
It was now time for the fourth battle.Mr. Arkram's commanding voice echoed through the arena as he called upon the next pair of fighters. "Marx and Asher, step forward. It's time for your battle."Marx, with his stoic demeanor and concealed eyes behind tinted glasses, walked to the ring without uttering a word.His presence alone exuded an aura of seriousness that demanded attention.Asher, on the other hand, sauntered into the ring with an arrogant swagger.His vibrant, multicolored hair and an array of tattoos painted a picture of artistic rebellion.He couldn't resist mocking Marx with a condescending grin."Well, well, Marx. Looks like I'm up against a living statue. Can you even move with that face of yours? It must be a challenge to express anything beyond solemnity," Asher taunted, his voice dripping with superiority.Marx's expression remained unchanged, his face locked in a determined gaze. He ignored Asher's taunts, focusing his energy on the battle that awaited them.With
Mr. Arkram's decreeing voice echoed through the training arena yet again as he called upon the next pair of fighters."Tiraz and Tristan, step forward. This is the final battle of the day. Better give it your all. Don't come to me later with a complaint"The anticipation in the air was palpable as Tiraz and Tristan made their way to the ring.Each of them exuded a distinct aura—Tiraz with his unwavering confidence and Tristan with his arrogant swagger.As they faced each other, Mr. Arkram's eyes held a hint of interest, a flicker of curiosity in this particular matchup.He knew there was potential for something special to unfold.Tristan, unable to contain his arrogance, met Tiraz's gaze with a sneer. "Ah, Tiraz. I've been waiting for this moment to beat you to a pulp. I hope you are prepared to be humiliated."Tiraz, unfazed by Tristan's bravado, flashed a mischievous smile. "Oh, Tristan. Is that all you've been waiting for? I hope you've brought your sense of humor, because you're g
Tiraz, his amusement undeterred by Tristan's display of supernatural agility, focused his attention on the battle at hand.He knew he couldn't let Tristan's cheating tactics undermine his own determination.As Tristan lunged forward with a swift kick aimed at Tiraz's midsection, Tiraz reacted instinctively.He crossed his forearms in a block, his hands absorbing the impact of the blow. A crack echoed through the training arena, causing a momentary pause in the action.Tiraz looked at his hands in surprise, a mixture of concern and humor playing on his face."Oh, Tristan, I think you broke my hands! I guess I'll have to write you an apology letter... once they heal!"Tristan's smirk faltered for a brief moment, but he quickly regained his composure."You're tougher than you look, Tiraz. But don't get too comfortable. I have plenty more tricks up my sleeve."Their banter continued, fueling their determination to outwit and outperform each other.The spectators, unaware of Tristan's use
Mr. Arkram leaned against his desk, his gaze fixed on the attentive students before him.With a knowing smile, he began to speak in his characteristic cool and composed manner."Power," he began, his voice carrying a hint of mystery, "is a fascinating concept, my dear students. It exists within each and every one of us, waiting to be awakened, waiting to be harnessed."He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in, before continuing."During special cases, such as intense battles or moments of extreme emotional turmoil, individuals may experience the awakening of their dormant powers. It is a transformative process, unlocking abilities beyond ordinary human potential."Tiraz and his friends listened intently, their previous encounter with Tristan still fresh in their minds.They now understood that what had transpired during their fight went beyond mere physical prowess.Mr. Arkram went on, his voice resonating with a sense of intrigue."But here's something fascinating, my yo
The Academy bell rang, signaling the end of the day's classes.The students dispersed, some chatting animatedly about their classes and the teachings, whereas others talked about awakened abilities and their future plans.Tiraz said his goodbyes to Luna, Aria, Marx, and Kael, a sense of determination shining in his eyes as he made his way towards his bicycle.Tristan and his group had already left from view. Mr. Arkram always used to stay behind the classroom whenever the day ended.As he walked, Tiraz couldn't help but replay the events of the battle in his mind. He flexed his hand, still amazed at how it had been miraculously healed."I thought it was broken," he muttered to himself, shaking his head in disbelief."But then Mr. Arkram... he changed everything with just a snap of his fingers."Tiraz's thoughts wandered as he continued his solitary walk.He remembered the moment he had regained consciousness in his class after being knocked out during the battle.The pain that had cou
After his job as a delivery boy, Tiraz finally reached his small makeshift house.He sighed with relief, grateful for the chance to relax before the training session later that night.As he stepped inside, he closed the door behind him and took a moment to savor the familiar comfort of his humble abode.Glancing at the clock on the wall, Tiraz realized it was already 9:30 PM. He had limited time to prepare before heading to the city park.With a sense of urgency, he quickly changed out of his work clothes and into something more comfortable.As he moved about his tiny kitchen, Tiraz turned on the television to provide some background noise.The news program blared into the room, reporting various events happening in the city. It was a routine he had grown accustomed to, finding solace in the familiarity of the television's presence.While the news anchors talked about mundane topics, Tiraz's attention was momentarily diverted when a breaking news segment caught his ear.The reporter's
Everyone stood in stunned silence as Mr. Arkram revealed that they would be hunting down the serial killer.Aria's voice broke the silence, filled with disbelief and concern."But Mr. Arkram, how are we supposed to find the killer? We're not even awakened, and even the awakened heroes have failed to catch them," she said, her voice trembling slightly.Tristan, unable to resist the opportunity to mock Tiraz and his friends, interjected arrogantly, "Yeah, what can a bunch of amateurs like you do? You'll only get in the way."Tiraz shot back with a mischievous grin,"Oh, Tristan, don't worry. I promise not to trip you up if we're running away from danger."A chorus of laughter erupted from the rest of the group, lightening the tense atmosphere momentarily.Mr. Arkram raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by the banter."Enough, children," Mr. Arkram said, his voice carrying a sense of authority."You need not worry. I will be supervising you all throughout, ensuring your safety."He exuded a
The new day dawned brightly in the city of Valeria, as if the sun itself was joining in the excitement of the impending battle between Class E and Class D.The entire city seemed to buzz with anticipation, and the prestigious Reus Academy was no exception.As Tiraz cycled through the streets towards the academy, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through him.The memories of the past month's training flashed before his eyes, the struggles, the camaraderie, and the growth of Class E as a team.Taking a deep breath, he stepped through the gates of the academy, which were bustling with students and spectators alike.The atmosphere was electric, filled with cheers and shouts of encouragement.Making his way through the crowd, Tiraz noticed the colossal Coliseum auditorium in the distance.The anticipation in the air was palpable, and the crowd was eager to witness the battles between the two classes.---As Tiraz arrived at the entrance of the Colossal Coliseum, he c
He lifted his hand and hesitated for a moment before knocking.To his surprise, the door swung open with a creak, revealing darkness within.The dim light from inside cast eerie shadows that seemed to dance around him."Hello? Delivery!" Tiraz called out, his voice echoing in the emptiness of the house.There was no response, just an unsettling silence.He took a step back, wondering if he had made a mistake or if someone was playing a prank on him.But then, from the shadows, a figure emerged.It was a cloaked person. He was shrouded in the eerie darkness of the doorway, their face still hidden in darkness."You came," the figure rasped, their voice sending shivers down Tiraz's spine."I have your order," Tiraz stammered, trying to keep his composure."That'll be 50 credits."The figure handed him the exact change without a word, their dark eyes never leaving Tiraz's face.The tension in the air was thick, and Tiraz felt a knot of fear tightening in his stomach."Thank you," he manag
As Tiraz left the academy, excitement bubbled within him like a cauldron of boiling emotions.The upcoming battle against Class D fueled his adrenaline, and he was ready to give it his all.He hopped on his trusty bicycle, the wind brushing against his face, carrying the promise of an eventful day. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, replaying the banter between Class E and Class D.The rivalry had ignited a fire within him, and he was determined to prove that his unpredictable awakened powers could be a formidable force.But as much as he looked forward to the battle, Tiraz knew he had to focus on the present moment.He had a part time job as a delivery boy, a responsibility that helped him earn a little extra to support his academy expenses.Arriving at the store, Tiraz changed out of his black uniform and neatly tucked it into his bag.In its place, he donned the familiar delivery boy attire, ready to embark on his evening rounds.The store was a hub of activity, with delivery bo
As the last day of their intensive training approached, the students of Class E found themselves seated in their classroom, anticipation building in the air.They had come a long way in the past month, and their hard work and dedication were evident in the progress they had made.Tiraz, in particular, had made significant strides in understanding and controlling his unpredictable awakened powers.Though he still had moments of comical mishaps, he was getting a better grasp on the multiple elements he wielded.Mr. Arkram, the enigmatic mentor, soon entered the classroom.A hushed silence fell over the students as they watched him with respect and curiosity.He took a moment to observe each of the 11 students, a small smile playing on his lips.He could see the growth and improvement in each of them, and he was pleased with their determination and grit.But his attention lingered on Tiraz, recognizing the potential and the unique challenges of his awakened powers.Mr. Arkram knew that h
As the other students were sent to their respective blocks to begin their training, Tiraz found himself standing alone in the square pit, awaiting the clone's move.From the top, Mr. Arkram observed him closely, a small smile playing on his lips.Tiraz's heart raced with anticipation as he tried to prepare himself for whatever the clone had in store.He still had no idea about his powers and felt a mix of excitement and anxiety.Meanwhile, in the other blocks, the students faced their respective clones.Aria faced her opponent with determination, her fiery powers blazing to life."Time to show you what I'm made of!" she exclaimed as she unleashed torrents of flames upon the clone, the heat intensifying with each attack.In another block, Luna showcased her ice powers, freezing the ground beneath her feet to create a slippery surface.With swift and graceful movements, she formed icy projectiles, launching them at her clone with precision.The black material surrounding them absorbed t
The students gathered around the new training area that Mr. Arkram had prepared for them.They had just crossed through the dense woods of the academy, and now they stood in awe as they took in the sight before them.The training area was massive, far larger than any they had seen before.The ground was covered in a black material with intricate, glowing blue lines coursing through it. It looked like a fusion of ancient magic and advanced technology.Ten separate blocks stood side by side, each with ample space for training, and walls separating them from each other.In the middle of the ten blocks was a huge pit, also made of the same mysterious material.It was in the shape of a square, and it stood out as the focal point of the training arena."What is this place?" Luna asked, her eyes wide with curiosity."It's unlike anything I've seen before," Aria added, equally intrigued.Tiraz glanced at Mr. Arkram, waiting for an explanation.Mr. Arkram smiled, seemingly pleased with their r
Mr. Arkram clapped his hands, a signal that gathered the students around him.The air seemed to shimmer with an energy that was uniquely his, and the students couldn't help but feel drawn to him."Excellent job today, all of you," Mr. Arkram praised, his voice carrying a sense of authority and pride."You've shown great dedication and resilience during your trials, and I commend each and every one of you."The students exchanged glances, feeling a mix of pride and exhaustion.The training had been intense, pushing them to their limits and beyond.But they knew it was all part of their journey to becoming true heroes."From tomorrow onward, we'll be continuing our training at the academy," Mr. Arkram announced, his gaze sweeping over the eager faces of his students."But before that, I have a surprise for you."The curiosity among the students intensified as they waited for him to reveal the surprise."I'm going to create a new specialized training ground for all of you," Mr. Arkram de
As Class E took a short break to catch their breath, Mr. Arkram observed his students with a sense of pride and excitement.To the outside world, he appeared to be a wise and caring mentor, but he held a hidden truth within him.Aiden Arkram, the legendary villain from the past who had acquired the state of a superior being. The growth of 500 years had put him on a level akin to that of gods.The passing of time had transformed him into a being of immense power, far beyond what the world could fathom.He had surpassed the limits of reality, gaining the ability to see into the future. This gift allowed him to peek into the destinies of those around him, including his 11 students.As Mr. Arkram looked at his students resting, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.He knew that they were all destined for greatness, each one carrying a unique potential within them.Yet, his eyes lingered on Tiraz, sensing something special in the young man's future.The vision of Tiraz's future unfo
As Tiraz stepped out of the portal, he was met with the familiar faces of his friends – Aria, Luna, and Kael.They greeted him with cheerful enthusiasm, excited to hear about his experience inside the portal."Tiraz, how was it in there? Did you manage to awaken your powers?" Aria asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.Tiraz smiled, doing his best to hide the sadness and sorrow that still lingered in his heart.He wanted to be his usual witty and lighthearted self for his friends. "Oh, you know me," he replied playfully, "I charmed every shadow and made friends with all the creepy crawlies in there!"Luna giggled, seemingly amused by his response. "I'm sure you did, Tiraz. But seriously, did you learn anything new about your powers?"Tiraz's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure."Well, I did awaken, but I'm not exactly sure what my powers are yet. I guess I'll have to figure that out along the way!"Marx observed his friend's demeanor silently, sensing th