All Chapters of The Bully’s Reincarnation : Chapter 71
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Chapter 71: Duel In The Sky
The tower was breaking apart. Arcadia’s floating spire used to stand as a symbol of academy’s pride. It cracked right open from the Circle’s assault. Crystals broke off with huge thunder cracks. Each piece glowed like unstable energy, and they floated off into the storm. The tower that was left pointed up sharp, like a broken spear. Kai hit the ground hard on one of those bits. His boots slid on the smooth side. The slab tilted under him. It spun around in void, but he kept his feet. Dark chains shot out from his hands. They hooked him steady. He didnt fall into the dark pit. He wasn’t alone. Across the storm-churned sky, on another drifting shard, a figure stood waiting. Cloaked in crimson, armored in runes that shimmered like molten steel, the enemy commander raised one hand. Fire lanced outward, three burning spears spiraling through the air toward Kai. He didn’t flinch. The shadows moved before he even thought, rising in a wall of black. The fire hit, sizzled, and died
Chapter 72: The Cost Of Power
The sky over Arcadia had this awful look to it. A bruise colored twilight clung to the clouds. It felt heavy. Oppressive. Like the whole sky up there was just staring down. Waiting for things to break. Kai was out on the balcony of the floating tower. Hands shoved way down in his pockets. His eyes locked on the horizon as it shifted around. He kept the gaps to himself so far. Hadn't said a word to Lina or anybody. Still, they stretched out more each time.Seconds slipping away. Minutes too.Just wiped clean. Like he'd been emptied inside. And something else stepped right into his body.The fifth sigil throbbed under his ribs. It was a kind of warmth. But not really heat. More like a deep ache. A hunger building up. He could almost hear it whisper when the wind grew quiet. A voice that wasn’t his, but close enough to make him doubt.Rafe. The tyrant. The shadow that never left.The balcony door opened behind him. He didn’t turn. He didn’t need to.Lina’s footsteps were soft, but
Chapter 73: A Funeral For Friends
The courtyard was too quiet.Not the usual quiet of Arcadia’s dawn, where the breeze rattled the crystal lamps and students hurried through their routines. This was the kind of silence that pressed on lungs, heavy and choking, as if the world itself refused to breathe.The Inversion gathered in the ruins of Class E, their so-called “base.” The air smelled of charred stone and dried blood—scars of the ambush that had taken four of their own. No one had cleaned it yet. It felt wrong to scrub the walls when the bodies were still fresh in memory.Four simple cots had been laid out in a row, white sheets draped over them. No coffins. No flowers. Just fabric, some frayed at the edges. The academy hadn’t offered more.Kai stood at the far edge of the courtyard, arms crossed, face unreadable. His shadow stretched long behind him, sharp against the broken flagstones. He didn’t speak. He couldn’t.Lina sat near the cots, her hands folded tightly in her lap. She had tried to pray earlier but
Chapter 74: Lina’s Confession
The wall looked raw still from all Kai's carvings. The grooves with Elyra, Jonan, Maric, and Tessa's names caught the dim torchlight. Dust settled on the floor right where his blade had dug into the stone. The air held on that sharp smell of iron mixed with sweat. Kai just stood there after he finished up. He leaned against the wall with one hand flat on it. Shoulders all tense. Head bowed a bit, like he could pour his own strength straight into those letters. His palm had blood on it. Small cut from the dagger. But he didn't go wrapping it.The others had gone. Even Cyrus, grumbling and muttering, had left. Only one figure remained in the doorway.Lina.She hadn’t spoken……since following him back here, hadn’t dared intrude when he carved. But now, in the silence after, she finally stepped inside. Her boots crunched on the stone dust, loud in the hollow ruin.Kai didn’t turn.“You should rest,” he said at last, his voice low, rough from disuse. “It’s late.”“Rest?” Lina’s laugh c
Chapter 75: The Sigil Mirror
The torch was sputtering in the ruins. It threw flickering shadows over those names that were freshly carved. The air hung heavy with Lina's confession. The echo of her kiss pressed against Kai’s lips.Neither one had said a word since then.Her head rested lightly against his chest. Her hand laid out where he'd put it, right over his heartbeat. The rhythm stayed steady. But it beat too fast. It gave away things his words never would.Then, from the doorway, a throat cleared.“You two planning on staying tangled up all night?” Lina pulled away quick. Her face went all red.Kai stood up straight. He slapped that blank look right back on.Cyrus stayed leaning on the stone. Arms folded over his chest. Smirk locked in but his eyes, sharp ones, always sizing things up. They hung on that wall full of names way longer than they should have.“Finished your little memorial service?” he said, though his voice was quieter now. “Good. "Because I've got this thing that'll really make your skin cra
Chapter 76: The Lost Legacy
The old forest edged up to these ruins. Vines and roots had much swallowed half of them already. Stone arches stuck out from the dirt. They looked like broken teeth. The carvings on them were all smoothed out after so many centuries. Birds left the spot ages ago. Even the air hung still. It was like time did not want to bother with the place. Kai stopped right at the entrance. His hand touched the old stone. "This was his," Lina said softly next to him. Her voice had this mix of wonder and worry in it. “Rafe ruled here, once. Before Arcadia even dared to speak his name aloud.” Kai's jaw tightened. The idea just twisted around in his chest, sharp like a knife. Standing right where Rafe once had. Breathing that same old stale air. Walking over his lost territory. It felt like slipping into another guy's skin. Cyrus hung back a few steps. Arms folded across his chest. Always the doubter. "I don't like this at all. It's like heading into a mouth that's about to snap shut." Kai
Chapter 77: The Circle’s Ace
The sky broke first. Not with thunder, not with lightning but with a scream. It wasn’t human.The academy’s northern wall cracked under the weight of something huge. Dust fell hard along with chunks of stone. Students rushed out from the training grounds in a panic. Shouts went up all around them.Something moved above. It crawled slow down the broken battlements. The creature looked stitched from shadows and bits of flesh.Its body throbbed in a weird way. Like molten veins pushed under the skin. Each pulse lit up with a dim red glow.Kai froze. His breath stuck tight in his chest.He knew that rhythm. That rage. That heat.It wasn’t a beast. Not really.It was him.Or rather, it was what he had been.The Circle had found a way to mold his old fury into a living weapon.The monster bared its teeth jagged, shifting, like the maw of a nightmare and roared. The sound ripped the air apart, rattling Kai’s bones. Students clamped their hands over their ears. Some fell to their knees.Cyrus
Chapter 78: The Shattered Crown
The courtyard still smoked from the battle. Broken stone lay in jagged heaps, the air heavy with the sour sting of burnt magic. Students whispered in small clusters, eyes wide, fear written across every face.The beast was gone.But silence had not brought peace.It was shattered by the toll of bells.Low. Hollow. Merciless.The sound rolled across Arcadia like a funeral dirge. Everyone stiffened, turning toward the main tower, where banners were being unfolded.Not the academy’s crest.Something darker.The golden crown of Arcadia once symbol of unity—had been split in half. Its new banner dripped crimson, threads of shadow woven through it like veins. And in the center, where the phoenix should have risen, a serpent coiled instead, eyes glowing with malice.The Circle’s crest.Gasps rippled. Some students fell to their knees. Professors who had run to the courtyard stopped dead in their tracks.A voice carried, amplified by spell, rolling through every hall and chamber of the academ
Chapter 79: Kai’s Stand
The serpent banners still hung from the towers by dawn.No professor had torn them down. No student had dared to climb up and cut them free. Their crimson threads bled in the morning light, casting long shadows across the courtyard.It was as if the academy itself hesitated. As if the stones were waiting to see which side would claim them.Kai stood in the training yard, the remnants of battle still littering the ground. His chains coiled loosely at his feet, restless. He hadn’t slept. Lina rested inside Class E, her wounds tended, but he had spent the night pacing, watching the serpent flutter in the wind.The Circle thought fear was enough to make the world kneel.Maybe it would be if no one stood against it.Cyrus stormed into the yard, tossing a rune stone from hand to hand, muttering curses under his breath. “Half the professors are cowards, the other half are fools. No one can agree whether to fight or beg for terms. It’s a joke. A rotten, pathetic joke.”Kai didn’t answer.Cyru
Chapter 80: The Eve Of Inversion
The academy was too quiet.It wasn’t the kind that settled things down easy.This was the kind that got under your skin, the type right before a storm hits, even the birds hold still and don’t make a sound. Arcadia’s towers stood tall against that pale moonlight. Somewhere in the distance, the wards gave off this faint hum, it felt like half a lullaby, half a warning.Kai was out there by himself on the balcony of the beat-up dormitory. His back pressed against the busted rail. He just watched the moon sitting up in the sky like some pale eye staring down. His sword rested against the wall next to him, the edge looked dull now, worn out from all those fights crammed into just a few days. He hadn’t even tried to clean it up. What use was shine when tomorrow it would be red again?He should have been asleep. The Inversion needed him rested, sharp. But the thought of closing his eyes, of letting his mind drift into that fragile state where dreams and memories bled together—no. He