Balthazar pushed aside the broken desk he’d crashed into with his eyes burning with more than just killing intent. The air thickened around him as if the temprature itself had started bending to his will.He twirled a dagger lazily, then let it hang at his side. “That should be enough foreplay.” his voice reverberated in the courtyard. My chest tightened. He wanted to take this to the next level. My odds were already pretty thrash against his blades, if he brought out his real power…He raised one arm, with his eyes gleaming with a sadistic anticipation. “Skill…”“Primordial Flame…”The space around him exploded in heat. Fire erupted from his hand, not orange and weak like a torch, but reddish gold that cracked the tiles and bent metal around.I staggered back, shielding my face from the furnace blast. ‘He’s a pyromancer?’ I muttered under my breath with eyes wide in awe.Balthazar grinned through the blaze as his daggers glowed molten white as they absorbed the inferno’s heat.“Ar

Candidates stepped forward one by one showcasing their talent potentials. For each high ranking individual, murmurs of admiration filled the air as each noble born student impressed the crowd.When it was my turn, I stepped forward, calm but resolute.The stone didn’t glow for a few seconds, then it flashed a steady blue colour marking me as above average, but nowhere near the brilliance of the nobility.Some spectators gave me a dismissive look, while others barely noticed me.I wasn’t discouraged, unlike others, I have the impossible ability of evolving and getting stronger. a month ago if I were to take this exact same test, I would have materialized a black colour. I knew my worth wasn’t reflecting in the intensity of a glow but in my resilience and ability to evolve and adapt.Next came the physical test, where each candidate’s current physical strength were tested by allowing them to punch an arcane infused target with everything they had. This target would measure just how much

Cyrone nodded, “Your parents were the very best we ever had… two S-Ranked students that were a couple, it doesn't get any better than that!”“Ten years ago, they went on a mission inside a gate and they disappeared, without a trace. Officially they were considered dead after so many man hunts in subsequent gates, but two S-Ranked Reapers don’t just disappear into thin air… there more to it than meets the eye but I can't just put my finger one it.”My mind raced instantly, my parents had disappeared when I was just a boy, and the officials had always told me they were dead.Although I had good memory, I never really remembered much about them, and I had no relatives to tell me otherwise.Now, someone from a forgotten RAA school was telling me a different story.“You don’t know much about your own background, do you chap?” Cyrone asked.“I can tell you everything I know about your parents, but only if you agree to join RAA: Cindralock and meet some requirements.”I stared at Cyrone feel

The next day, it was the Reaper Association Academy: Cindralock matriculation ceremony. The school's grounds were grand, with towering buildings designed to inspire awe.I felt the presence of power all around me as other students, many from prestigious families walked confidently through the halls.The ceremony was packed with students from all class in the school; Mages, Hunters, Pyromancer, Cryomancers, Healers, Necromancers, etc. Some wearing gear and enchanted robes.I took a seat near the back, observing the other students as they whispered amongst themselves. Most of them didn’t pay much attention to me, though I could feel the occasional gaze of curiosity directed my way.The Chancelor, a man in his late ages, stood at the front of the huge lecture hall, his presence commanding respect. He welcomed the new students, carrying authority as he spoke while stroking his long, grey beard.“Good morning students, I am the Chancelor Hans Wagner and I sincerely welcome you to RAA: Cin

~50:20~“Tch, keep counting down, why don’t you?” I muttered, my breath ragged as I pushed forward. Behind me, I heard the distant snarls of both elemental dogs as they tore through the air in pursuit of me. Theier elemental powers lightining up the gloom with flashes of ice blue and firey orange. They’d catch up soon, but I couldn’t afford to slow down.“Skill…”“Divine Thread…”Ding!~Active Skill >Divine Thread<~~Arcane Reserves: 1500/2000~A skill that allows me to see the weaknessess of anyone or anything that expressing killing intent towards me. It was such a useful skill to be used at this moment, because since I entered this dungeon gate Shadow Creatures had been lurking at every given corner waiting to strike.As I sprinted deeper into the dungeon’s heart, the twisted landscape seemed to pulse with malice, like the very ground was alive and plotting some evil shit against me.The purple black sky still hung low, jagged with shadows that danced unnaturally across the dead tr