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Chapter 54: Party of Lunatics The classroom door exploded open like a kicked confession, and every single head snapped toward the noise. Kael stepped in, hair unkempt, eyes alive, aura whispering the kind of trouble that classrooms weren’t built to contain. For a heartbeat, silence hung in the air. Then came the disbelief. Some looked terrified, others looked like they’d seen a ghost. Technically, they had. “You are late,” said Maren from the podium, her tone as sharp as a sermon delivered at gunpoint. A thin scar traced her chin, one Kael was sure hadn’t existed before. It suited her. A reminder that even teachers bled here. “Sorry,” Kael muttered, sliding into his seat before divine wrath could take physical form. He’d been in enough trouble with authority figures that he could smell leniency like a predator smells fear. He looked around the class and frowned, a quie
chapter 53
Chapter 53: The New Status “It is done.” The voice of The System dropped into Kael’s mind like a thunderclap in a silent cathedral. He shot upright from bed, sheets tangling around his legs, almost eating the floor as he scrambled to his feet. “I thought you wouldn’t make it,” he groaned, rubbing his face, “the academy’s in six bloody hours.” A sigh escaped him as he whispered the command, “Status.” The world shimmered, light tracing luminous runes in the air. --- [STATUS PANEL] Name: Kael Age: 14 Race: Human Affinity: Light [Supreme] Mana Purity: 14% Mana Core: Flow Mana Core Rank: Tier 1 Progress to Next Tier: 0% Titles: Ruthless Combatant › Raise all stats by one minor rank when facing enemies at least one tier above you. Being
chapter 52
Chapter 52: Flow Core Are you alright? “Does it look like I’m fucking alright?” Kael was sprawled across the cold marble floor, chest heaving like a dying bellows. Every muscle screamed mutiny. His lungs burned with the ghost of mana that no longer existed in his veins. He had squeezed himself dry, emptied his soul into the ritual until not even the echo of power remained. “Good enough,” Fafnir muttered, voice rolling like molten stone. He grabbed Kael by the shoulder as if he weighed nothing and sat him upright. “I will start.” The words were a trigger. The moment they left the dragon’s mouth, Kael’s body froze. He couldn’t move, couldn’t twitch, couldn’t even curse. All he could do was feel — and what he felt was pressure. Alien and absolute, pressing into every pore, every nerve, every whisper of mana still clinging to his flesh. The pressure crawled through him lik
chapter 51
Chapter 51: The Core Burns Kael sat back on his bed, a sigh clawing its way out of his chest like a ghost too tired to haunt. The mattress dipped beneath him, old springs creaking in sympathy. “Fuck me sideways,” he muttered. “That was exhausting.” For four days straight, he had done nothing but heal people—bone-knitters, mana detoxes, soul-patchwork, the whole holy circus. The church had turned into a revolving door of moaning peasants and fake pilgrims who, let’s be honest, didn’t even need his healing. Most just came to see him. To stare. To worship. It wasn’t reverence anymore. It was obsession wearing perfume. He had stopped getting EXP notifications ages ago, though The System swore the experience was going somewhere. Into some cosmic savings account, apparently. That was supposed to be comforting, but all Kael felt was an itch beneath the ribs where faith goes to rot. Jace was probably a
chapter 50
Chapter 50: Gratitude I thought you died, Alfred’s voice cracked like an ancient bell under the weight of emotion as he surged toward Kael, his arms wrapping around him with a desperation that left no room for pretense, tears streaking unashamedly down his face, soaking the air with grief and relief tangled into a single, suffocating intensity. Come on, do not get my white robe dirty, Kael said, voice dry, yet the observation fell flat against the raw humanity pressing against him, the sight of Alfred trembling in his grasp like a man who had stared death in the eye and had been given a reprieve. It was then that Kael noticed the bottom hem of his robe had been dyed a grotesque red, a silent testament to the horrors of the previous trials, the echoes of carnage staining even the sacred fabric. Gross, he thought, the word tasting faintly bitter on his tongue as the habitual exposure to gore, the endless immersion in violenc
Chapter 49
Chapter 49: Homeless Saint The journey back to the city took roughly twenty minutes, a fleeting passage of time cushioned by the almost surreal speed of the bullet train-like vehicle. It hummed like a contained storm beneath him, sleek, precise, almost impatient, and just slightly faster than the old trains of the city, like the universe itself had shaved off the edges of time to accommodate the hurried ambitions of mortals and gods alike. Amanda sat beside him, her presence measured, her focus precise. She told him that preparations were needed before Kael could attend the academy again, a reminder that after two long years of absence, he could not simply waltz back into the folds of a world that had continued without him. Time had moved on without pause, indifferent to his absence, and he felt the weight of that unrelenting march pressing against his shoulders. The outer city had transformed during his absence. Vivum Virtual
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