Ascension Of The Weakest Tamer

Trouble For Rex

The evolution path of his beast glimmered before his eyes like a visual screen that only he could see.

{ Evolution Start: Iron Class to infinity }

{ Beast Name: Lung Dragon }

{ An ancient royalty of ancient royals beast that controlled the beast world until ????? }

{ Beast explanation: ???????? The Lung beast is overly pompous, prideful and royalty can only be earned not enforced and they are easily prone to show off... The beast grows from devouring the essence of other beast and further evolution is sustained through training or the beast might be lost or kill the user for finding it unworthy }

A gulp went down Rex's throat like a piece of hard molten rock.

He took a quick peek at the beast standing slightly beside him like a ticking time bomb.

{ The Lung Dragon after consuming the skin of ancient enemies snakes can stun them and have an outstanding increase of strength that last only for a few minutes and the beast can hide or show its true form as it deems fit }

Rex stared at the beast once again. A sudden wave pulsed through his blood.

The cursed bloodline, as everyone had described him, had not only awakened a beast but an ancient one at that, capable of endless evolution.

He didn't know if it was luck or if the eleven gods of Saturn had finally listened to him bawling himself to sleep at night. 

He was going to grow. He was going to evolve his beast until everyone thought twice before calling him names and before mocking his parents. This was the point in his life where everything changed.

His hands trembled as reality hit him. While Harold celebrated his Emerald-class eagle with its fixed limits, Rex's beast had infinite potential. 

Just then, a voice chimed loudly into his thoughts. 

"Hiding so that no one catches you training here? Such a new low for the all pathetic Rex"

The voice sliced right through Rex's thoughts like a blade.

"Maybe I could help with that and also crush out of existence that pathetic rubbish that shouldn't exist in the first place."

A snake slithered into the hall first, glimmering with inherited wickedness. 

Then a chubby guy stepped forward with a deep frown on his face.

Rex recognized him almost instantly. 

Annoid Fletcher. 

They had been classmates in junior high school.

 Though his parents weren't rich, they had fought their way into giving him the proper education they could afford. 

But people like Annoid made his life miserable, bullying him at the slightest opportunity and making sure he was reminded of his place in society.

"Hey dude," Rex said, keeping his voice steady. "I just finished training myself, so you can have the hall to yourself. Not like the hall can contain both of us in the first place." Rex's voice dripped with so much sarcasm but Annoid was too slow to recognize it.

Rex ignored him and started walking away.

He looked back, but his beast remained where it was. Only a few moments later did it start crawling behind him, this time not lazily but with a hint of lazy anger. Rex could sense it wanted a fight or was just generally angry at Rex's cowardice.

But Rex knew better than to get himself into a fight and lose his chance at the arcane academy.

Before he could leave the hall, Annoid stepped in his way.

"I don't remember saying you could leave just yet."

"I don't want any trouble, Annoid!" Rex frowned deeply, but it only seemed to fuel Annoid's cruelty.

"Same here," Annoid lied with a nasty grin. "So I'll give you two options. Hand your beast over to me and I'll grind it to make a smoothing paste. Or I can beat the hell out of you to get your beast!"

"None. You aren't getting anything!" Rex shoved Annoid out of the way with a simple push.

He had trained himself over the years. He was well built and his skills were above the average teenager. While Annoid was nothing more than another over-pampered Saturner.

He wanted to be strong but his social status always made him the center of bullying and placed him in the position where he could not do anything, especially since his parents were usually at the receiving end.

Annoid's blood boiled over with rage.

"Kill him. Kill both of them. No one will question us!"

As though driven by instincts, the snake attacked, launching itself right at Rex's neck, fangs bared and ready to inject every bit of its venom.

Time slowed. Rex tried to dodge but he was somehow petrified and the only thing he could do was stare into the slit of the snake's eyes. The snake was going to hit. The venom was going to kill him and there was nothing that he could do about it.

"You would say I didn't warn you!" A satisfying smirk cuts right through Annoid's face.

"These are just a scratch of the consequences you get when the poor and nobody forget who they are and try to mingle with people that are way above their leagues in the society."​