"...." 'Fuck!' Jake inwardly screamed as he was felt further violated, but he knew it was the truth. His class fell under the common ranks. It was said that classes that could be assigned where common classes. Of course, everyone starts off with a common class, like Ava his lover was a lancer. It was simple. The moment you pick a class, it becomes mentally engraved in you when you begin to train in such class. Now if there's common class, then there's certainly a special class category. Special classes are classes that one could either have by luck which was similar to been born the child of a sitting president. Or one could get it after unlocking his or her class and then such class evolves to become a special class. Everyone had a class but it remains inactive. Some people don't even unlock it till they take their last breathe. The moment you unlock it, it becomes active and your class gives you one special skill. Just like Rafeal Rondo, the vice- captain of The Pearl's, who

*************************Present********************** "Jake, where are you ?" She softly muttered with arms crossed under her soft twin mounds. "Ava , it is." A hoarse deep voice called out her name as she instinctively turned towards the direction of the voice. If it was before, her brain would have received and processed the information; image, person, she had just seen. But now, all she could mentally recall was a blank image. It was like she was just gazing into a void. Gazing was the wrong word, but it felt like that to her. "You must be Master Patrick ?" Ava politely asked as Patrick stared at her with a bit of surprise. "Master ? Ha..ha..ha..Call me Patrick or Rick, but not Pat for short...you don't want Celine icy stare on you." "Alright Sir Patrick." He stared at the young lad who was roughly the same age as his young niece and smiled softly. "Alright Ava, I will be taking you on as my student, but first, why do you want to be my student?" "You offered

[Time Skip] [A Year] "Yeah!" "Yes!" "Get him Inferno!" "Rip his eye balls out!" "Crunch his balls!" "Get him!" "Eat him!" The boisterous crowd, booed and screamed for their favourites as the images of the fighters flickered before clashing, in what was an epic match. A fight to the death or until one surrenders. "Pow!" "Pow!" The tall, above 7ft giant delivered tow side blows to the 6ft 2 inches man beneath him; who took it like a champ. His arms up, guarding his sides as they tanked the blows. Quickly he replied with a jab to his opponent face whose skin quickly turned into flames, scorching his hands immediately. He retreated with a double backstep as the 7ft man grinned, his face now covered in orange burning flames. "Get him Inferno!" "Scorch his balls!" Like a bull dog instructed to attack, Inferno dashed towards the man, his speed boosted by the jet of fire from his foot. His image was a flicker until he made contact, and once again they wer