The classroom grew tense as the boys of Swisscom High surrounded Max. Their uniforms were neat but their eyes burned with hostility, like wolves circling their prey.
One of them, tall and smug, stepped forward. Clearly the leader. “Max of Bloomfield High… our representative has summoned you. You’ll come with us.” Before Max could answer, a voice rang out from the doorway. “This isn’t your school.” Peter Hans, the representative of Winter High, walked in calmly, his presence instantly shifting the atmosphere. One of the Swisscom boys snarled, “Back off, Hans!” and lunged at him. But before his fist could connect, there was a sickening crack. The boy screamed as he collapsed, clutching his twisted leg. Max’s eyes widened. Grimm’s voice echoed in shock. “Wait… what the hell was that? He didn’t even touch him properly—his leg just—broke.” Hans adjusted his collar casually, one hand resting at his neck. His eyes were cold. “Come at me. All of you.” With a furious shout, they rushed him. But Hans moved like a storm. Every strike was one hit, one knockout. A fist to the gut, an elbow to the chest, a kick that sent one crashing into a desk. One of the Swisscom boys grabbed a table, swinging it like a weapon. Hans didn’t even flinch. His fist shot straight through the wooden surface, splintering it, before smashing into the boy’s chest. The room fell silent except for groans of pain. Grimm whispered to Max, “Even with Soul Link… you’d lose to him. He’s on another level.” Hans stepped over the wreckage, his eyes locked on the Swisscom leader. “Max isn’t going anywhere. Tell your representative that.” The leader, trembling, backed down. Hans turned away and left. Max caught up to him. “Thanks… for that.” Hans looked at him briefly. “That’s what representatives are for.” And then he walked away. School ended, and Max stretched as he left the building. “Grimm, you know… there’s something I’ve been wanting to do. Haven’t done it in a long time.” Grimm yawned. “What?” Max’s grin widened as he pushed open the doors of a PC game café. “Play games!” he shouted with childlike joy. Sliding into a seat, Max was already lost in the glow of the monitor. The nostalgia was real. For once, there were no quests, no threats — just fun. Until a drink appeared beside him. “Uh, I didn’t order this,” Max muttered. A familiar voice answered, smooth and teasing. “It’s on the house.” Max spun around. “Lisa?!” She smirked, wiping her hands with a cloth. “What, surprised? My father owns this place. I help out sometimes… and I happened to see you.” Before Max could reply, a voice cried from the other side of the café. “Help! Please!” Lisa dropped the tray and hurried over. Max sighed but kept gaming. When he finally glanced up, he saw Lisa comforting a young boy who was sobbing. “What happened?” Max asked. Lisa’s eyes burned with frustration. “Those punks stole his game character. Everything he worked for, gone.” The little boy looked up at Max, eyes big and watery. Max groaned. “Don’t give me the dog eyes, kid…” But before he could argue further, a blue screen flickered in front of his eyes. [Sudden Quest Activated!] Defeat the Five Thieves. Reward: A Date with Lisa. Max froze. “Wait… WHAT?!” Meanwhile, in the back of the café, the five high schoolers who stole the boy’s account were laughing. “Let’s sell this stuff. Easy cash.” Their laughter was cut short when a chair smacked into one of their heads. Max stood there, eyes blazing with mock fury, excitement bubbling through his veins. “Shame on you! Stealing from a kid? Really?” The five thieves gawked at him. The system chimed again in his ear: Quest Objective: Defeat All Five Thieves. Max cracked his knuckles, Grimm chuckling darkly inside his head. “Looks like playtime just got interesting.”
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Chapter 30 – The Grind of Madness
The next day, Max woke up with a groan and half a mind to smash his system window with a brick. But the glowing words refused to vanish:[Quest Initiated: Body Enchantment Training.]Mission One: Commute to school in Dragoon Pose. Distance: 49,869m.]Max squinted. “Forty-nine… thousand… meters? That’s like—what, running a marathon? In a crouch?!”The system blinked at him silently, cruel as ever.So, he did it.At seven in the morning, Max shuffled out of his house crouched low, arms spread like some cosplay knight, thighs already burning. His knees trembled as he waddled down the street.By the twentieth meter, his face was red, sweat dripping down his chin. He collapsed against a lamppost, gasping.“Twenty meters down… forty-nine thousand, eight hundred and forty-nine to go,” he wheezed. “I’m gonna die.”Students on their way to Bloomfield High burst into laughter.“Look at Johnson! What is he doing?!”“Bro, is this some new TikTok challenge?”“Nah, he’s cosplaying a crippled kangar
Chapter 29: Rain of Defeat
The rain came heavy, turning the street into rivers of broken light. Streetlamps flickered, their glow hazy through the downpour. The night carried a silence that felt alive, broken only by the steady rhythm of water hitting asphalt.Max stood in the middle of the road, soaked, fists clenched so hard his nails dug into his palms. His swollen eye still burned from the last fight, but his gaze never left the figure across from him.Isaac Holt.The older boy strolled casually beneath the cover of a black umbrella held by one of his bodyguards, his pristine shoes untouched by the water splashing around them. He looked less like a fighter and more like a king surveying a subject.“Give me the flash,” Max demanded, his voice cutting through the storm. “The footage of my mom.”Isaac tilted his head, lips curling into a smirk. “Flash? Ah… so you know.” He chuckled low, the sound mixing with the patter of rain. “But, Max… what makes you think you can take it from me?”The umbrella shifted slig
Chapter 28: Keys of the Past
The cemetery was quiet, the kind of silence that presses against the skin like a weight. Marble headstones stood like sentinels, some polished and new, others cracked with time.Max stood before one in particular, his head lowered, hands tucked into his pockets. The engraved letters—Sarah King—caught the last light of the evening sun. His mother’s name.The flowers he brought were simple, not expensive—wild daisies and lilies tied with a cheap ribbon. Yet when he placed them down, they looked right. His fingers lingered on the stone, tracing her name like he was afraid to let go.“Hey, Mom,” he muttered under his breath. His voice was rough, carrying a tiredness that felt older than him. “Things have been… hard. You’d probably scold me for the fights, for skipping school, for everything I’ve done. But—” He swallowed hard. “I’m trying. I swear I’m trying.”A shuffle of footsteps interrupted him. Max turned.It was Peter.The older boy’s presence was unexpected, his school uniform messy
Chapter 27: The Weight of Justice
The warehouse echoed with the sound of fists slamming into flesh. Max was a storm—his body moved like a man possessed. Every punch, every kick, every elbow strike carried the weight of his fury and the precision of Mas Oyama’s soul link.One by one, the boys dropped. Cries of pain mixed with the thud of collapsing bodies. Max was everywhere—countering, striking, punishing. He was a blur of raw speed and force, and within minutes, the twenty boys who mocked him were scattered across the floor, groaning, broken.At the center of it all, Max stood, chest heaving, eyes burning red with rage.And then he turned to the boy—the ringleader—the one who had lured May and Lois here.The boy tried to crawl backward, but Max grabbed him by the collar and dragged him across the filthy floor like a bag of trash. He dropped him in front of May.Max’s voice was low, almost trembling with the effort of holding back. “Family’s not something you throw away. You killed her sister. So now—your punishment i
Chapter 26: Five Minutes
The wind felt cold that afternoon, brushing across Max’s tired face as he walked beside Lois and May. His body was still recovering from the fight with Kael, but curiosity—and maybe a hint of responsibility—kept his feet moving.He glanced at Lois, brow furrowed. “So tell me again—when you spoke to the spirit of May’s sister… did you ask her how she died?”Lois shook her head. “Some spirits don’t remember. They hold onto pain, regret, anger—but not the details. Sometimes it’s just… fragments. Enough to tug them to the living.”Max exhaled, scratching the back of his neck. “That’s convenient.”Lois gave him a side-eye. “It’s not convenient, Max. It’s tragic.”He didn’t argue. Instead, he looked to May, who had been hugging her arms tightly the whole time. “When was the last time you saw her?”May swallowed hard, her voice fragile but steady. “Three weeks ago. She said she was going to meet a friend from school… but she never came home.”The weight in her tone made Max slow his steps. H
Chapter 25: The Girl Named May
The world felt heavy when Max opened his eyes. His body sank into the mattress as if gravity itself had doubled overnight. Every muscle ached, his ribs throbbed, and his head buzzed with the lingering echoes of Kael’s blows. The system notification about the bronze keys was still faintly burned into his mind, a reminder of the chaos from last night.“Don’t even think about moving,” Grimm’s voice cut into the silence of his room. It wasn’t angry—it was practical, firm. “Your body’s screaming for rest. For once, listen to it.”Max groaned and turned his face into the pillow. “For once, I think I will. Forget school. Forget everything. Just… sleep.”But the universe didn’t care about rest.His phone buzzed on the nightstand. Once. Twice. By the third vibration, Grimm muttered, “Ignore it.”Max reached over anyway, fumbling for the phone. The name flashing on the screen made him sigh.Lois.Of course.He answered with a voice that sounded like it had been dragged across sandpaper. “What?”
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