Kirin sat on top of a rock outcrop, looking far into the distance, he was clad in a thick supple fur coat dyed black, hand gloves thicker than dough to keep the frost off his fingers, metal laced boots that swung freely in the air from where he sat.
His entire outfit contrasted the snowy white mountains, still lost in thought about why he had bothered coming all the way here when he could have drank some hot wine while cultivating, his growth had been stumped for months, years actually and it kept nagging him that his fellow clan mates had left him behind, gaining more strength.
But here he was, in the mountains, looking for sapphire gems, these gems were higher in purity and soul essence than a regular soul stone and he knew why he had been sent out to get them. Because his level was so low, they couldn't think of anything better than him going to find soul stones.
"Damnation" he cursed at himself, he didn't hear the light footsteps that slowly approached him.
"Cursing again, are you? You're sad enough as it is, keep this up and you'll end up like my Uncle Han" Seth said as he emerged from the forest.
"You have an Uncle Han?" Kirin asked curiously.
"I had, he's dead now" Seth replied with a sheepish smile.
"Aaaahhh" Kirin grunted, he turned his attention to Seth.
In his hands he held a few glowing crystals that gave off a light blue hue, it was amazing that he could hold the sapphire gems bare handed considering how cold they were by nature, they could freeze a man's fingers off.
"How many did you get?" Kirin asked, Seth grinned at him showing him the four gems that lay in his hands, still unaffected by the cold, shivers ran down Kirin's spine at the thought of enduring the maddening cold if he had decided to come alone.
Once more he was grateful for having a friend like Seth, he was one of the few people that hadn't abandoned him after Kirin had found out about his unknown curse and extremely low cultivation base.
"Don't you feel the numbing cold?" Kirin asked, genuinely out of curiosity.
"I mean, not exactly, I'm at the First Martial stage so I have some resistance to some natural elements " Seth replied.
"Must be nice" Kirin scoffed as he jumped off the rock outcrop and approached Seth, Kirin stood a foot taller than him but it didn't matter much to him.
Seth on the other hand had an athletic build with grey hair and grey eyes to match, he wore silky white loose fitted clothes, being unaffected by the cold.
"Did you absorb any?" Kirin asked Seth as they walked back in the direction of the clan, Seth walked behind him making no sound, while the loud crunch of Kayden's boots could be heard in the far distance.
"I really wanted to, but the risk is too much" He replied.
"Whatever you say genius," Kirin said with a wave of his hand, he kept his eyes forward while he matched through the thick snow, thoughts ran through his mind, mundane as they were, it was enough to give him serenity. The comfort of his room, the warm floor, the blankets, the hot wine...
His thoughts gave him assurance, gave him enough strength to keep pushing, Seth caught up to him trying to start a conversation, Kirin wasn't in the mood for talking, but it didn't matter much, when Seth decided he wanted to be heard, he would be heard.
The idea of being completely alone didn't sound so bad at that moment, but Kirin shook his head after feeling the chilling cold from the sapphire soul stones.
"What are you going to do about your cultivation? You haven't made much progress in months, and before your last breakthrough it took you years, how long will it take you this time?" Seth asked incessantly.
Kirin stopped almost immediately, "You think I don't know that?" He spat at Seth, his mood had suddenly turned foul. "I've been cracking my head for years about why my cultivation hasn't improved in the slightest."
"Damn it, Seth, I'm barely stronger than a mundane human, I can't keep living my life like this" Kirin gritted his teeth in frustration, his fists balled up, nails digging deeply into his skin
"So what now? Suicide?" Seth asked, he said it with a straight face, Kirin almost thought he was serious, he looked at him perplexed then at the heavens, he wondered why he had the worst luck with people.
Sadly, he wasn't far from the truth. There were Indeed men who claimed their own lives because they couldn't get past a certain point in their cultivation. They were called, 'The Shamed'.
"Really? Of all the advice you could give me" Kirin sighed, he felt exasperated.
"I mean, there's not much of a solution for you, even the physicians have given up on you, especially the grand physician," he said the last part with a bit of caution.
"So what? I should give up? Go back to being a mundane human? Disgrace my lineage and family? Dishonor my parents?" Kirin asked, anger seeping into his voice.
"Calm yourself brat, I'm not big on honor and all that stuff but I'm just saying man, you could do something else?" He stuttered.
Kirin looked at Seth, he had a feeling he didn't want a response from Seth but asked either way, "Do what?" He asked curiously.
"A scholar?" Seth replied with an awkward grin on his face.
Kirin looked at Seth for a good ten seconds thinking of how best he could kill a clansman without taking the blame for it.
"You want me? Heir to the Arcanus family to become a scholar?" Kirin asked, his words came out slow and direct. Even a man with half a wit would understand the implications.
"In my defense, the Arcanus family is known to be proficient in ancient spells and lores of magic tomes, it doesn't seem like a bad idea being a scholar, not to mention how adept in thinking you are with that head of yours. I'm sure you'd be able to figure it out," Seth responded.
Kirin grew quiet, he knew what Seth meant, if he couldn't raise his cultivation level anymore he would be discarded as a disciple in the clan, or sent away, but he had nowhere to return to. Even his family rejected him, so his last resort would be him being a scholar.
He said nothing and kept walking in silence, thinking of several ways to solve his stagnation, he had made his elixirs himself, understood the precepts behind magic circles, made enchantments, and given his body up to be studied in hopes that he would succeed in finding the problem with him.
But nothing, absolutely nothing was wrong with him, if anything he was told he had an exceedingly healthy body, fully tampered, blessed by the heavens themselves, a warriors body, yet here he was slowly being pushed away from the oath he so desperately desired.
"You're keeping that face again, what's on your mind this time?" Seth asked suddenly, bringing Kirin out of his reverie, he sighed in defeat, watching his breath fog with every breath he took.
"I just wanted to honor my dead parents, my family, I want to be strong enough to protect those I care about," he spoke calmly.
"To not taint the family of Arcanus, to have my own worth in a society where strength is the measure of one's value... Is that too much to ask?" Kirin asked but was met by silence, Seth said nothing, there was nothing but silence, the only answer that could be given to a man not strong enough to change his own fate.
"I just want strength, like every other warrior, like every other family, like every man who has something to protect, in this realm those without strength are sheep, fodder, for the strong to take from and use, I've been mutton all my life, I can't be that any longer," Kirin said with renewed determination.
"So what are you going to do?" Seth asked with a smile, he knew Kirin better than anyone and knew he wasn't a man so easily defeated.
"No matter how long it takes, how far I have to search, I will find strength, my own strength, I will be strong!" His voice sounded sure.
"Strong enough to make the realm tremble, to scorn those to disrespect my pride, my origins, whatever it takes, this is my oath," Kirin swore looking at the heavens, a slight rumble was heard from the skies, as though the heavens bore witness to his oath.
"Indeed you will, " Seth smiled, patting his back as he walked past Kirin heading towards the clan.

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Kirin lay flat on the ground, looked up at the sky seeing the clouds disperse, he felt the wind against his body and knew for a fact that he was entirely naked."Shit"He had also found another eerie fact, he seemed to have total immunity to lightning. This was something he had never heard of nor had he expected it. Anyone could be attacked by any element, even the one that you were primarily trained up in as the base for your cultivation. He had never heard of a case where one had total and complete immunity to an element.Yet here he was, completely unscathed by the attack that came from the heavens, he smiled at himself as he covered his eyes with his right arm, the tears swelled up but he pushed them down. He had survived, he escaped death.Kirin heard footsteps walking towards him and turned to see who it was. Tharros looked at Kirin, his jaw slack, eyes wide with surprise."By the gods, boy you actually survived that?" Tharros asked genuinely surprised. He had never met a sing
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"Heal the boy and take him away" Tharros shouted commands at some of the men, they were still too stunned to speak but Kirin dragged himself up, staggered for a moment with blood dripping from his nose."I'm good sir", he forced himself to say, but Tharros had already left, locked in battle with the thing that was once Greg but wasn't him anymore. Kirin struggled to get himself to his feet, he wondered why nobody had come to his aide.'Do they really not care about me that much', he thought to himself as he dug up an elixir from his bag, finishing the entire potion in one go. After a few subtle moments, he got back to himself, his wounds were healed.He turned around feeling refreshed only to see the reason why no one had come to him, the other ten men were surrounded. By men with blackened eyes, they seemed like normal men, except, they were exactly like Greg.Kirin immediately drew his saber, falling into Blood stance which he had mastered for years on end, this was his first real e
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"You sure you want to come along today with us, I mean, it's your first time Kirin," Seth whispered to Kirin who walked beside him. Kirin seemed different, more confident, something that Seth had always found amiss in his dear friend."Something happened with Grand Zenin right?" Seth asked, Kirin simply smiled at his dear friend."I wouldn't be here if something didn't happen you know," his puffed, eyes brimming with confidence. Seth seemed confused but also increasingly curious."So tell me, did you finally break through and heal that unknown sickness of yours?" He said in a hushed tone, other warriors looked towards them for being so chatty, and also because of the outcast.Kirin wasn't supposed to be here, they saw him as a liability, a risk, but no one could say anything about him. After all, it was The Grandmaster who had approved him being on this mission, it was a covert mission, to investigate and report back."First off I'm not sick, and no I didn't heal it or whatever, but I
Chapter 3. Lost Technique.
Sitting in a dark room, dripping with sweat and little lacerations surrounding his entire body, Kirin sat cross-legged focused in deep concentration, he gritted his teeth stubbornly trying his best to control the upsurge of energy within him.A sudden bolt of lightning materialized from him, shooting out randomly in the room. The spot where the lightning struck remained blackened and burned, unable to persist even further Kirin finally gave up completely exhausted.He crumpled down on the floor, his torso facing upwards towards the ceiling, sweat falling to the wooden floorboards while his chest heaved in and out.He stretched out his right hand upwards looking at it with determination, he had finally broken through and had become a second-rate martial artist, he clenched his fingers. Grand Zenin had given him one more chance at cultivation, although he had nearly died trying to achieve it. He thought he had died and got revived again by the ominous power, but something still felt wr
Chapter 2. Heavens Will.
Kirin slowly approached the pavilion of the Thunder Clan, he walked slowly through the thicket of snow, still reeling from the effects of the frostbite that had eventually gotten to his fingers, he would've given anything up for a hot cup of wine.Seth stood in front of him leading the way, they walked into the Pavilion, heading towards the pagoda looming ahead in the distance, the snow fell more lightly here but that didn't mean it got any warmer.Eventually, they stood in front of the doors to the pagoda, the guards opened the doors for them to enter, all the while they kept their eyes on Kirin, unfortunately, he couldn't be more bothered, after all, he was the misfit of the clan.Inside, an elderly man sat cross-legged sipping tea and seemed unperturbed by their sudden arrival, his hair was long and white from old age with wrinkles etched over his face, he looked to be beyond hundred if using the mundane human years of counting, but underneath his garment was a well-toned body that
Chapter 1. The Scholar.
Kirin sat on top of a rock outcrop, looking far into the distance, he was clad in a thick supple fur coat dyed black, hand gloves thicker than dough to keep the frost off his fingers, metal laced boots that swung freely in the air from where he sat.His entire outfit contrasted the snowy white mountains, still lost in thought about why he had bothered coming all the way here when he could have drank some hot wine while cultivating, his growth had been stumped for months, years actually and it kept nagging him that his fellow clan mates had left him behind, gaining more strength.But here he was, in the mountains, looking for sapphire gems, these gems were higher in purity and soul essence than a regular soul stone and he knew why he had been sent out to get them. Because his level was so low, they couldn't think of anything better than him going to find soul stones."Damnation" he cursed at himself, he didn't hear the light footsteps that slowly approached him."Cursing again, are you
Prologue.
Greg staggered back falling to one knee, his broadsword clattered to the ground as he let go of it, he ignored the pain from his throbbing leg. It was dark and neither could he see the pool of blood left by the gaping hole in his leg, his eyes were focused forward.His hand tightly held the scroll he had been entrusted with, he was the last one who remained, they were a party of four sent out to report the rumors that had been heard around the borders of The Blackened Lands.The team leader Scar, had given him the scroll, commanding him to deliver it to the clan while they held off the unknown, a creature of Chaos long thought to be banished to the depths of the underworld, his attention snapped back at a sudden movement. He hadn't expected the attack, yet he couldn't have evaded it. He was certainly sure he didn't have long to live if he kept dawdling about, his eyes kept searching through the thick fog, and then he caught a sudden movement to his right.He instinctively rolled over
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