Chapter 11: Obelisk "Hold up! Are you serious?" Kai inquired with surprise on his face. Zayn nodded. After all, this was no joke. Electrode was a powerful human who had the ability to control lightning. It was said that after he trained his ability to the level above V, he broke through the limits of the Omega level and gained another ability; one that enabled him to possess nearly infinite energy. In the war against the Crimson Star Dynasty, he was badly injured. He disappeared and was never seen since. It was baffling that Zayn had gotten the location of his heart. "Where did you even get this information? And is this even a heart?" Kai looked at the image with awe. The crystal in the image shone resplendently as the sparks of lightning revolved around it like planets around a star. "Yep. It's a heart. After Electrode's death, the ambient energies in his body were drawn to his heart, crystallizing it. For years, it has continuously been absorbing energy from the Earth, and this t

Chapter 13: Electrode's Heart! After navigating through the dark passage and narrowly avoiding some insidious traps placed by God-knows-who, the three boys soon found themselves in a large room with a statue of a man holding a huge axe in his right hand, and a bright glowing octahedral crystal in his left. "Electrode's heart! This is going to be a piece of cake—" Before his happiness could get to the three boys, they soon found out that they were not the only ones in the room. "Oh shit. Really? Is this some kind of sick plot or something?" Zayn moaned. There they were, the seven figures they met earlier, standing in a corner of the room. Well, one of them was trying to reach for the shiny golden axe about twenty meters above their heads. Leaping up to grab ahold of the axe, a lean man with short spiky black hair with traces of white streaks on it swiped the axe off the statue. "I don't know why you were so cautious. This was easy." Handing the axe over to the purple clad man, t

Chapter 15: History "Wha— where am I? What is this place?" Zayn looked around the dark space with confusion. The place was totally devoid of light, with an endless darkness that seemed to devour everything. Fumbling around in the dark place, Zayn found that he could no longer access his ability, nor even use an ounce of genetic energy. He felt that this was all a dream to him, like he was in this place; and yet he was not. Like some sort of... "Astral Projection. That's what's on your mind right?" An old voice stated. "Well, if you did think that, you would be right. You see...I have brought your consciousness into my inner world. My world of dreams." An old man, with a head full of white hair tied up in an elegant ponytail; and a face covered in wrinkles slowly appeared in front of Zayn. He looked scrawny, and seemed to be at least in his eighties. His black robe snugly and comfortably fit his body like a glove. His eyes were hidden behind all the wrinkles, but he gave off a fee