
"Swordsmanship, A ranked combat class!" The announcer exclaimed, vibrating under the weight of the news.
The crowd that had come over to watch the awakening ceremony erupted from their seats, guild masters rushed forward like little children scrambling over candy.
"We will have him, no, we will have him!" They quarreled amongst themselves while Henry Cave watched them with a smirk on his face.
Meanwhile, Marcus Cave watched them as they went after his stepbrother, one after the other to give him a hug, his father had a blissful smile on his face.
"Once again you made this family proud!" They spoke like they had not gotten him a golden grade awakening serum that cost a fortune, more than the average household earnings for ten years.
They spoke like they didn't already know that the least he could awaken with the serum was a B class while he had gotten more.
Even Jessica, his girlfriend, walked over to Henry and hugged him tightly.
"Congratulations!" She said, a deep contrast to the cold and distant edge that she always had around him whenever they were together.
His stepbrother walked past him, the smirk still on his face. "That's how it's done, my pitiful brother. Or should I call you the trash of the Cave family?"
It wasn't supposed to hurt since that's how he had been treated since he turned 6, after the death of his mother.
He was barely allowed at their tables, he had to live on their leftovers and though he was a legitimate son of the household, even servants got better treatment than he did.
"Now we will have Marcus Cave!"
The announcer announced with a voice and a tone that dragged from boredom, and the faces of everyone seated there instantly went stale.
"Should he really partake in the awakening ceremony? What a waste of time!" He heard someone say behind him.
They didn't bother if he heard them or not, after all, he was the trash of the Cave family.
Marcus looked at his father. His face was beyond stale, it twisted and knotted with the thick sense of irritation rising and falling on his breath.
And Jessica shifted away slightly, not wanting to be associated with him.
"Well I heard he got a Silver class serum, maybe we are in for a surprise!"
The words stabbed a claw into his heart. His father had not even bothered to get him a serum for the ceremony, not even the most basic of them.
Mr. Cave told him that he was better off as a farmer, or nonexistent instead.
Thankfully, he had saved all his life for this and was able to get a silver grade serum.
He was going to prove all of them wrong. His hands vibrated with anticipation that sank deep into his bones.
All his life, he had waited, worked and trained for this moment. Everyone knew that your body affinity had everything to do with the kind of class you awakened.
And even though he didn't get to train with others, he would make crude instruments, train as hard as he could with bags of sand, sleeping barely 5 hours every day since he was 8.
Since it dawned on him that if he wanted to survive this world, he could not mope around like a loser. He had to fight for his survival.
Marcus stepped forward, his hands clenched tightly.
He saw Henry walking towards him, with a smirk that only he could see.
"Try not to disgrace our family, or just kill yourself out there, it will be easier for everyone to live without you!" He whispered into Marcus's ear, and afterwards he yelled.
"You can do this, Marcus!"
For the first time since Marcus walked up, everyone cheered, not for him however, the cheers were for their golden star.
Marcus's face twisted with irritation and the deep sense of disdain arched deeply into his bones as he pushed Henry away, slightly.
However, Henry tumbled on the floor multiple times like he had been hit by a hurricane.
Everyone gasped and his parents quickly rushed forward.
"Why did you do that, Marcus? I was only trying to encourage you!" He said, his face twisted with pain like he had really been wronged.
Mr. Cave's hands trembled and he slapped Marcus right in the face.
"How dare you, how dare you lay a hand on your brother!" He glared.
"Taking your self-pity out on others, how pathetic of you!" He glared, helping Henry up from his feet, who quickly rushed to hold his hands.
"Stop it, Father, I'm sure he didn't mean it, please don't be too hard on him!" Henry pleaded.
"Awwn!" The crowd erupted.
"Henry is so modest, defending the sly snake after everything he just did."
"If I were in his shoes, with the powers I have, I would have murdered the bastard with my bare hands." Another member of the crowd added.
"Stop the drama, Marcus, you don't have to take your anger out on someone else!" Even Jessica believed that he was wrong.
Marcus scoffed, anger filtering through his veins as he stared at them, pouring out their affections.
He stared at the orb and back at his parents. He was going to prove to everyone that he wasn't as pathetic as they claimed he was.
With the serum in his hands, he was going to awaken a powerful class, or at least something decent enough for him to live a good life and stay away from them forever.
He ignored their drama and walked up to the stage. In one go, Marcus downed the serum and touched the orb.
The light pulsed so brightly that everyone had to cover their eyes and Marcus felt a strange jolt of electricity roll throughout all of his body like a wave.
When the lights eventually died down, everyone held their breath in anticipation, the reader moved closer to the terminal placed just above the orb to proceed with the readings.
Then his face turned stale.
"E ranked Mortician Class." He announced and everyone's face washed up with shock.
"It's even worse trash than I thought it would be!" Someone said through the crowd.
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CHAPTER THIRTY “Move!” Two of the soldiers behind Marcus pushed him toward the passage up the stairs while Lord Clifford watched him closely with both hands behind him, his countenance showing signs of intense contempt. Marcus grunted as the soldiers continued pushing him from behind, not minding the fact that he was going up the stairs with his hands bound together. “What is happening? Is that the way to the Royal Palace?” Lord Stephan appeared from a corner of the palace, glaring at the soldiers who halted instantly with their lips sealed, and their eyes stealing glances at Lord Clifford who was facing the gate of the palace. “I am certain that I wasn’t talking to animals! Where were you taking him to? Why isn’t he yet in the Royal Prison?” The General’s tone was resonant, but the soldiers were skeptical about giving him a response, as they were not sure of the best way to present the situation to him.The General and Lord Clifford were always at loggerheads with each other, dis
Chapter 29
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE “I see…” Clifford returned his gaze to Marcus whom he stared at with a smirk on his face, while he thought about the numerous ideas that ran through his mind. “I don’t think keeping him in the Royal Prisons is a good idea. I am certain that he is very deadly, and could escape in a Twinkie of an eye. Don’t be deceived by his appearance, people like this have very powerful mana cores, and they will be able to take down ten soldiers with a single strike.” Clifford paused for a while without looking away from Marcus who knew he was telling the truth. At that time, Marcus’s nervousness grew at an intense speed, and he wasn’t sure of what to do. He looked at his hands which were tightly bound together, and then he realized that it was going to be very difficult to escape from the soldiers just in case he had walked into a trap. Looking around him, he counted the fifteen soldiers who were surrounding him, mapping out strategies on how to defend himself and also attack
Chapter 28
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT The moment the soldiers set their eyes on the council member, they stood still while they waited for him to approach. He sauntered toward them from the point where he stood, lifting the edge of his garment as he walked down to them without taking his eyes away from Marcus who was nervously standing with his hands bound together. “I hope I haven’t made a terrible mistake,” Marcus whispered to himself, and then he turned around in search of the General who was still nowhere to be found. At that point, he could only imagine what was going to happen to him if things didn’t go as planned, and his heartbeat increased again as though his heart was attempting to finish up a race. “Lord Clifford!” One of the soldiers said as they saluted the council member who stood in front of them with his hands clasped behind him. He observed the soldiers for a while, and when he was done with his observation, he turned to look at Marcus who struggled not to run away at the sight o
Chapter 27
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN “No, not at all! We can continue.” Marcus responded to Titus who continued to look at him even when the soldiers he had beckoned arrived in front of him and bowed slightly. “Bind him! We have a prisoner to take to the Royal Prisons!” Titus pointed to Marcus, and even though the soldiers had so much doubt about his words, they decided to do just as he had instructed.One of the soldiers pulled out a strong rope from underneath his single, and then he exchanged glances with his companion before they started to walk toward Marcus. To their astonishment, Marcus Willingly extended his hands toward them while he waited for them to bind his hands. While still struggling to deal with the fact that Marcus was not moved by what they were doing, neither was he interested in what they were doing as he turned to look at Titus who had a scary smile on his face. When the soldiers were done binding Marcus, they turned to look at Titus who observed Marcus for a while just to
Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX For the second time, Marcus thought about the words he heard from the General and realizing that it was the only way that he was going to be able to get into the palace without being attacked, he grunted at the fact that he was left with no choice than to agree with what he said. He grunted again, and then he stole a glance at some of the soldiers who refused to leave their positions and were patiently waiting to get a command from their General. “I hate that I am even thinking about this, General. This is really dangerous, and I don’t want anything to go wrong.” “Maybe that’s the price you have to pay for your freedom. You have no other choice, Marcus.” Titus said calmly, looming at Marcus whose countenance was enough to tell that he was greatly troubled and unable to make a decision. Marcus let go of some of the air he had taken into his lungs, and then he discarded his deep concern so that he could be able to freely agree to what the General suggested. “Ver
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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE When he was certain that the soldiers were out of earshot, Marcus turned to look at the General who left him at once and continued walking toward the direction he had his eyes on. Marcus joined him almost immediately and after a few steps, they stood in front of each other with Titus holding onto his sword with his left hand just in case Marcus was still a threat. “I am sure you won't be needing that, especially now.” “Well, you never can tell. You might decide to be funny, and I wouldn’t hesitate to draw my sword.” Titus responded with a smirk, looking at Marcus who chuckled softly before he nodded with a smile on his face. “This better be good. Why did you take me away from my soldiers?” “We can’t trust anyone at this moment…” Marcus said with a whisper, and then he turned to look at some of the soldiers who had their eyes fixed on them. Titus joined him shortly after, and after a few seconds of staring, they returned their gazes to each other. “If the Kin
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