Novels by Okoh Promise

Richard's PovThe next morning, I found Professor Eldrin in a secluded vault deep beneath the academy. The chamber was a maze of runed pillars, each etched with sacrificial Law sigils that glowed faintly red. Eldrin was a wiry man with graying hair and eyes that seemed to see through me, his robes marked with intricate glyphs that pulsed in time with his steps.“Sol,” he said, not looking up from a crystalline tablet. “You’re late.”“I was summoned by the council,” I said, stepping into the vault. “They think I’m a problem.”He chuckled, a dry sound. “You are. But not the kind they think. Sit.”I settled onto a stone bench, my blade resting across my knees. “What’s this about? Reece said you’re overseeing my training.”Eldrin set the tablet down, his gaze sharp. “Your core. It’s not just sacrificial, Sol. It’s a conduit, a bridge between Laws that shouldn’t coexist. The council fears it because they don’t understand it. I do.”My pulse quickened. “You know about the dual consciousness

Richard’s POVThe air in Miracle Academy’s training grounds was sharp with the scent of scorched stone and sweat, the runes along the walls pulsing faintly under the dawn’s gray light. I stood in the center of a sparring pit, my breath steady despite the ache in my limbs. My glyphs, sacrificial, elemental, constructive, quantum, hummed beneath my skin, a restless chorus I was still learning to conduct. Null Drive and Null Counter were sharper now, but every use felt like threading a needle through my bones. Rank E was a milestone, but it wasn’t enough. Not with Caleb’s taunts ringing in my ears, Ara’s cryptic warnings, and the council’s eyes boring into my back.I rolled my shoulders, gripping the hilt of my void-edged blade, a weapon I’d chosen to channel Null Counter more precisely than my fists allowed. The blade’s faint hum matched the rhythm of my core, a low vibration that felt alive, like it was whispering back. I’d been at it for hours, running drills alone, dodging automated

Richard's Pov The mess hall roared with noise—cadets laughing, arguing over trays of synth-protein and law-infused fruit. I sat at Squad Seven’s table, picking at my food, my mind still stuck back at the pit. Lena slid into the seat beside me, her silver eyes scanning my face. "You look like you just fought a demon," she said, nudging my arm. "What’s up?" I forced a smirk. "Just Caleb being Caleb. Tried to bait me into a duel." Her expression darkened. "That asshole. What’d you do?" "Told him no," I said, stabbing at a piece of synth-fruit. "Council’s got me on a leash. Didn’t want to give them an excuse to lock me up." "Smart," she said, though there was an edge to her voice. "He’s not gonna stop, you know. Caleb’s got a hard-on for proving he’s better than you." "Yeah, I noticed," I muttered, glancing across the hall. Caleb sat with his usual clique—sharp smiles, loud laughs—but his eyes flicked toward me, cold and calculating. Ara appeared out of nowhere, like she always d

Richard's Pov The training grounds of Miracle Academy hummed with energy, the air thick with the tang of ozone and the faint glow of law-infused runes etched into the stone. I stood alone in a sparring pit, breath steady despite the sweat dripping from my brow. My glyphs pulsed faintly under my skin—sacrificial, elemental, constructive, quantum—each a whisper of power I was determined to tame. Null Drive and Null Counter were my edge, but they were wild, unpredictable, and I was pushing them harder than ever. “Focus, Sol,” I muttered, clenching my fists. The pit’s runes flickered, amplifying the laws I channeled. I activated Null Drive, and the air warped, lights dimming as nearby elemental sparks fizzled. Pain needled my temples, but I pushed deeper, weaving Null Counter into the mix. The ground trembled, and for a moment, I felt it—control, raw and electric. Then my core spasmed, glyphs flaring gray, and I staggered, dropping to one knee. “Damn it,” I gasped, wiping blood from my

Richard's PovThe arena buzzed with anticipation, a circular coliseum of sleek obsidian and glowing runes that pulsed with the energy of the Miracle Academy. Hundreds of cadets filled the stands, their voices a chaotic hum, while holographic screens projected the combatants’ names in blazing gold: Richard Kane vs. Kael Vortex, Rank 50. The monthly ranking battles were always a spectacle, a brutal dance of power and cunning where reputations were forged or shattered. Richard stood at the center of the arena, his dark hair plastered with sweat, his sharp and unyielding. Across from him, Kael Vortex grinned, his lean frame crackling with quantum energy, his silver cloak billowing as if caught in an unseen wind.“Ready to lose, newbie?” Kael’s voice was smooth, taunting, his eyes glinting with confidence. “I’ll have you blinking out of existence before you can draw that fancy sword.”Richard’s grip tightened on the hilt of his blade. He had picked this weapon since he was tired of using h

Richard's POVThe astral beast’s roar shook the sparring pits, its massive form blotting out the light as violet shadow tendrils lashed toward us. Lena stumbled back, her wounded arm trembling, her face pale but her eyes blazing with defiance. I grabbed her wrist, my grip firm, pulling her behind me as Null Drive flared. The air warped, the beast’s law-infused attacks slowing as my ability suppressed them. But the creature was a juggernaut, its presence alone cracking the stone beneath us, sending fissures spider webbing across the ground.“Run!” I shouted, shoving Lena toward the exit. Her gaze flicked between me and the beast, hesitation etched in her features.“Richard, you can’t—”“Go!” I barked, my voice raw. She nodded, reluctance heavy in her eyes, and sprinted for cover.I turned to the monster, my core humming with Rank E power, glyphs pulsing wildly under my skin—sacrificial, elemental, constructive, and quantum. I didn’t know if I could win, but I’d hold it off. For her. Nu