All Chapters of Transmigrated into another world with the strongest core: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: First combat training
They arrived at the arena, it was big, different students were there all training.Lucas looked around, he saw different classes, he saw some people training swords “They are magic swordsmen just like me” he thought to himself.Some were archers, some with spears, some with shields and some just training normal magic.“Let's go to the other side, it's not in use,” Roderic said, pointing to a corner in the arena.“Alright” they both replied, as they were walking towards it Lucas looked at two guys training together without comprehension he could tell they were strong, then he saw one do something with his sword that at first he couldn't comprehend.It looked like he filled his sword with something like an aura, “that is an aura sword I've only seen in movies and anime back in my real world, I would like to try that” he thought to himself.Then the sword began to glow and a slash from it was very powerful and traveled far, Lucas could only look surprised.“That is one of the top student
Chapter 12: Pressure in the Arena
The moment the boy spoke, the air shifted.It was not dramatic. There was no flare of light, no violent surge of Aether. Yet Lucas felt it instantly, like a weight pressing against his chest from the inside. His Core reacted before his mind did, tightening as if bracing for impact.The short boy stepped closer, his black hair slightly unkempt, his expression calm to the point of indifference. His eyes moved from Gerald to Roderic, then finally settled on Lucas. He did not smile.“You are training early,” the boy said. His voice was quiet, but it carried.Gerald straightened immediately. “This space is free. We are not breaking any rules.”“I know,” the boy replied. “I did not come to complain.”Roderic frowned. “Then what do you want?”The boy tilted his head slightly, studying Lucas as though the others were no longer present. “I wanted to confirm something.”Lucas felt the pressure increase. His Aether stirred on its own, spreading thinly across his body. The fire on his wooden swor
Chapter 13:The Weight of Souls
The walk to the Ethics of Magic and Soul Law class was quieter than usual.The academy halls were already busy with students heading to their own lectures, voices overlapping, footsteps echoing against stone. Normally, Lucas would have blended into the noise without thinking. Today, every sound felt sharper.Elara walked beside him, her hands folded behind her back, her expression thoughtful. Gerald and Roderic followed slightly behind, still talking about the morning training.“I still do not like that Kael guy,” Gerald said. “He looks like the type who knows too much and says too little.”Roderic nodded. “Yeah. People like that usually cause trouble.”Lucas did not reply immediately. His mind was elsewhere.Ever since the arena, his Core had not fully relaxed. It was not unstable, just alert, like it was waiting for something. The more he focused on it, the heavier his chest felt.“You have been quiet,” Elara said, looking at him. “That usually means you are thinking too much.”Luca
Chapter 14: Echoes of a Broken Paragon
Lucas still sat there as students were heading out of the class. He was deep in thoughts, thinking why the paragon had to use one of the forbidden magic and put his soul in Lucas' body.Suddenly again he could see the world becoming slower and slower, he already knew what was coming so this time he wasn't surprised.“Hi Lucas, looks like you need me to answer some of your questions again” A soft female voice said.He still couldn't see her physical presence but could still only hear her voice.“I need to know, why did the paragon do this even though she knew she would break?” Lucas asked.“Well you see” The soft female voice replied hesitantly “she was a woman that always believed she could do the impossible, and she always tried to push that belief on others which as you could guess would cause an issue”“That makes sense” Lucas replied with his face looking down like he was still thinking “but even if she was like that why would she do it for a random, and even if she wanted to help
Chapter 15: The Split and the Silence
The moment they stepped deeper into the cave, the temperature dropped noticeably.The entrance light faded behind them, replaced by the dim glow of mage lanterns floating above each group. The walls were uneven and damp, carved by something far older than tools. Faint scratch marks lined the stone, layered over one another as if generations of creatures had passed through the same paths.Archmage Solin stopped walking.That single motion caused every student to freeze almost instinctively.“This is far enough,” Solin said calmly. “From here, we proceed as planned.”He turned, his gaze sweeping across the gathered students, stopping on each group only for a second. Yet every person felt as if they had been fully examined.“We will split into three divisions,” he continued. “Each led by one of us. This is not a competition. It is an evaluation of composure, teamwork, and survival judgment.”Jason stepped forward slightly. “Any student who panics, ignores orders, or acts independently wi
Chapter 16: The Shadow That Takes
The pressure returned without warning.It was subtle at first, a faint tightening around the chest, enough to unsettle but not panic. Only those sensitive to Aether noticed it. Lucas did.His steps slowed as the sensation crawled across his skin, sinking beneath muscle and bone. The cave air grew colder, heavier, and thicker. Torches bent toward an unseen force. The darkness itself seemed alive.“Again,” a student muttered. “That feeling.”Instructor Draven raised a hand. “This level of killing intent is abnormal but unfocused,” he said.Kael stepped forward. “It feeds on response, not presence.”Jason gripped his sword. “Invisible or not, we can handle it.”Kael nodded. “Stay linked. Communicate.”Crystals pulsed faintly, passing messages between units. They moved again. Ten steps. Twenty steps.The pressure vanished. Students laughed nervously.Then it returned, stronger. Lucas stopped.Draven exhaled. “Turn back.”The cave entrance was still there, but farther away. Each step stret
Chapter 17: The Place Between Shadows
Lucas woke to silence.Not the natural silence of rest, but the kind that pressed against the ears and made every breath feel intrusive. Cold stone met his back. The surface was smooth, too smooth, as if it had been shaped rather than carved. He pushed himself upright slowly, heart pounding, senses stretched thin.The cave was gone.They were in a vast circular chamber, its ceiling lost in darkness. Dim pillars of pale light rose from the floor at irregular intervals, illuminating fragments of the space but never revealing the whole. The walls curved inward slightly, etched with symbols that shifted when he tried to focus on them. Not moving exactly, but refusing to stay the same.“Elara,” Lucas whispered.She was beside him, already awake, sitting with her knees drawn to her chest. Her face was pale, but her eyes were sharp.“I’m here,” she said. “Everyone else is waking up too.”Groans echoed around the chamber. Students stirred, some clutching their heads, others scrambling to thei
Chapter 18: The Weight of Adaptation
The descent ended without impact.Lucas felt the platform settle, not with force, but with agreement, as if the space beneath it had decided that it was acceptable for him to arrive. The pressure that had followed them through the lower layers did not vanish, but it reorganized itself into something quieter, more deliberate. It pressed against his senses like a measured hand rather than a crushing weight.The environment stretched outward in geometric order. Wide planes of dark stone intersected with translucent structures that reflected no faces, only movement. Light existed without a visible source, diffused evenly across the space, casting no true shadows yet allowing depth to remain unmistakable. Everything felt designed. Not intentionally hostile, but undeniably restrictive.Elara exhaled slowly beside him.She did not speak, but Lucas felt the shift in her posture. She was adjusting, instinctively lowering her output, aligning herself with the rhythm of the domain. The platform
Chapter 19: When Authority Bleeds
The first strike shattered the illusion of restraint.Lysara moved without warning, her body blurring as the artifact flared behind her. The space beneath her feet folded inward, launching her forward faster than the eye could properly follow. She closed the distance in a heartbeat, palm already glowing with compressed force.Solion turned just in time.Her strike landed.The impact was deafening.Stone fractured beneath Solion’s feet as he caught her wrist with one hand, the collision releasing a shockwave that tore through the platform and sent jagged cracks racing outward. The domain screamed in protest, light flickering violently as physical force disrupted its carefully measured balance.Lysara twisted instantly, using the rebound to pivot and drive her knee toward Solion’s ribs.He took it head-on.The blow landed with a dull, brutal sound, driving him sideways and skidding him across the platform. His boots tore through stone as he dragged to a halt, leaving a furrow several me
Chapter 20: Dominion Unbound
The tremor beneath the domain had not finished spreading when the man finally moved. He stepped forward from the fractured edge of light, coat untouched by dust, expression unchanged. Calm. Always calm. The artifact at his chest pulsed once, a slow, deliberate rhythm. The sound it made was not loud, yet it seemed to reach everywhere at once. Jason felt it first. The aura he had been gathering along his arm sputtered. Draven felt it next. The familiar hum of energy that wrapped around his blade flickered like a candle in violent wind. The man’s gaze swept across the chamber and settled briefly on Solion. Measured. Calculated. Then he walked down into the broken platform as if stepping into a quiet courtyard rather than a battlefield that had just witnessed authority fracture. Jason did not wait. He lunged. “Aura blade.” Golden light surged from his sword, extending into a radiant edge. Draven moved in perfect sync, blue aura condensing along his weapon