2026-04-24 15:16:05“Earth Fist.”
Rocks gathered Flint's hands as he turned around.
His reflexes came through just in time, and a heavy force slammed into him.
He was pushed back, even though he had blocked the move.
Raising his head, Flint realised she had not used any magic spell. It was Jolene.
“How is this guy able to use two elements? He used Fire at first, now earth?”
Someone whispered.
“Any mage can use more than one element as long as they have the affinity for it.”
“But that guy has no mana fluctuations.” Someone frowned.
“Maybe he's hiding it.”
Flint ignored the whispers, his breath coming out harshly.
“You didn't use any spell?” He gave a half smile at Jolene.
Had she wrapped her fist in pure mana just to hit him?
“I don't need a spell to win you.” Jolene narrowed a gaze.
She didn't have a good expression of Flint. He was acting arrogant and she didn't like it.
“I'm still standing, Peasant. Don't think hiding your mana powers would make you win. That's just a low move. But I expected it from someone of your filthy blood.” Bale said from the other corner with a smile, cleaning the blood on his lips.
Flint narrowed his gaze. He had thought his move was clean enough to bring Bale down.
“You won't be standing for long.” Flint smiled back.
He had to now face a level S-Mage, and an A-level mage.
Hearing the taunt, Bale sneered.
And he moved again, but Flint was faster.
With infinite mana, casting time was basically non-existent for Flint.
The match was already decided.
“Fire ball.” Flint said, and he ran forward, heading for Jolene with the Earth Fist around his arms.
Casting two magic spells at the same time was already magnificent.
But Flint was controlling each of his spells spectacularly.
The Fireballs were heading straight to Bale, who was doing his best to dodge them.
Meanwhile Flint fought Jolene hand to hand.
The immense amount of fireballs drove Bale to a corner.
Unknown to Bale, the corner was where Flint and Jolene were throwing blows.
Flint quickly twisted his body, and escaped from Jolene's onslaught.
Bale was about to destroy another fire ball when he felt his legs lock in one place.
Kaelen shot up at the second he recognised the use of his Golden lock spell.
There was denying it.
Bale was unaware of what went wrong, and before he could think.
A rock hard fist headed straight for his head.
“Say your prayers, rich boy.” Flint's voice appeared in Bale's head like a deadly curse.
The impact was bone crunching, and Bale crashed backwards, his body creating a hole through one of the pillars.
He was unconscious.
Flint turned around, and gave a slight smirk.
“I surrender.”
He said, and the rocks dropped down from his fists.
But it was too late, Jolene had gone in for the punch, and her fist connected with his stomach.
Flint was pushed back, and he kneeled over, blood seeping from his mouth.
He raised his gaze upwards, ignoring Jolene.
“Head Instructor Kaelen. I surrender.”
Kaelen had been distracted, but then he suddenly focused on the match.
Reappearing at the center of the stage, he raised his hands.
“Jolene wins and she's now the class head. She would be assisted by Flint.”
The class was silent.
Their reaction was inevitable as they had just witnessed the impossible.
Although Flint had put up a very good fight, the class hated him even more.
They all felt deceived, after knowing he was stronger than most of them.
It was only in their prideful nature as nobles of the highest order. They didn't want to give such a peasant the benefit of a doubt.
Flint couldn't care less about the aftermath.
He clutched his stomach and limped forward.
“This body is a weakness.” He spat out blood, and was about to leave the stage when someone stopped him.
The person had light blue coloured hair, and had beautifully crafted silver wear.
“You'd need this.” He said, placing a small glass bottle in Flint's hand.
Flint slightly nodded. He had over exerted his body, and every part ached him.
“System, what's in this bottle?”
Flint said as soon as he reached his room.
[Identification: Healing Potion Level 3]
Seeing the notification, Flint drank the full bottle.
A refreshing feeling filled his entire body, and the heat he was feeling seemed to evaporate.
“I don't think I have seen that guy before.” Flint thought back to the person who had given him the potion.
Then a chuckle escaped his lips.
“There's no way I can save this world with such a weak body.”
He got down on the floor, and began to do some work outs.
Fifty pushups.
His muscles felt like they wanted to tear, but Flint was far more mentally developed because of his experience in his previous life.
Fifty Situps. Fifty Squats.
After double repetition of these exercises, Flint laid on his bed breathless.
Then a screen flashed in front of him.
[Information Unlocked: 1900 DAYS TILL WORLD DESTRUCTION.]
Flint sat up instantly.
“1900 days?” He said, falling into a deep thought.
He dug his finger into his hair, “Can I be strong enough to stop the world's destruction in 1900 days?”
It sounded impossible.
The destruction was going a lot faster than his previous worlds.
“There's also no way for me to know what's coming.” Flint groaned.
The sense of weakness surrounded him and then he realised something.
“I have to do something different. Through my hundred lives, I have battles alone. This time, I can't do it alone.” He thought o
ut loud.
“There’s so much in this world. I should be able to find powerful allies.”
Flint thought to himself but the overwhelming sense of dread didn't leave him.
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The split happened the way significant things happened when they had been agreed upon the night before — without ceremony but not without weight.Jolene went first.She left at the hour before dawn, before the sky had changed from black to grey. She had her pack and her notes and the guild contact information she had been building since the Northern Highlands and she left the waypoint without waking anyone except Flint who was already awake.She stood at the waypoint door.She looked at him."The maritime operation." She said."Yes." He said."And after." She said.He held her gaze.She was asking something specific. Not about the maritime mission. About what happened after — what the north would look like, whether the group would reassemble, whether what had been built would still be intact when the dust cleared."After." He said. "Find us."She looked at him for one more moment.Then she turned and walked northeast and was gone before the sky changed.He stood at the door and watche
CARAVAN COUNTERMEASURE
They stopped at a waypoint structure at the end of the second day north.Not a settlement. A trade rest point — four walls, a fire bracket, a well that was still showing contamination from the vein network's pre-reversion state. Terra sealed the well. They used water from their packs.That night Flint laid out the split.He did it the same way he did everything — in sequence, without weight added by inflection. But the group was quiet in a different way than it was quiet for tactical briefings. This was the quiet of people who had been moving through significant things together for long enough to know when something was ending."Dylan and Terra to the academy." He said. "Valdris's pattern gives you the three administrators. You need names. Jolene's notes on the decision records will give you the method for identifying them without tipping Soren's network." He looked at them both. "The goal is not arrest. Not confrontation. Document what they are and who they report to. Give it to some
The Dragon Marrow
They moved north at first light.The Hollow followed.Not from the direction Flint expected. Not north behind them — it was simply present, the tooth running its inverted wave at a continuous low frequency that said proximity without saying location. It had no location. It existed in the space between detectable things and moved through that space with the patient disinterest of something that had been given a function and had an unlimited amount of time to complete it.Caravan walked at the group's rear.He had said at dawn that holding the Hollow at distance cost him. Not in the catastrophic way of running a skill against its own limit — in the slow way of something that required sustained focus to maintain. Like holding a position in deep water. You could do it. Not indefinitely.He had not said how long indefinitely was.Flint had not asked because the answer would not change the direction.They walked north.---By midday the territory had changed enough to confirm the reversion.
DEVELOPMENTAL PROGRESS
It came that night.Not into the camp. Near it. The tooth woke him from sleep at the second hour past midnight with the inverted wave running so fast the luminescence was continuous rather than pulsed. He had it in his hand before he was fully upright.He pressed two fingers to his lips.The camp was dark. He could see Dylan's outline against the sky — on watch, the position he took in the second rotation. Dylan had seen Flint move and had gone completely still the way he went still when he was waiting for an instruction.Flint looked at the tooth.Then north.Then at the camp perimeter.Pack Sense registered nothing. The absolute nothing of something that was not a mana-present entity moving through a field that Pack Sense read for mana signatures.But the
DESTRUCTION METHOD
He told the group at dawn.Not everything from the night before. The Hollow first. The detection, the loss of the sigature, what Valdris had said about its nature. He laid it out the same way he laid everything out — in sequence, without weight added by inflection, and let the information carry its own mass.It carried significant mass.Dylan was the first to speak."Pack Sense caught it once." He said."At the edge of range." Flint said. "Northern bearing. It registered as nothing classifiable and then it was gone.""Gone or suppressed." Jolene said."I don't know." Flint said. "The signature did not fade. It stopped. Like a door closing."Jolene looked at her notes from Valdris's account. She had been reading them since before the group assembled. She had the expression she wore when data was not fitti
NO CONDITION
He sat outside the camp at the edge of the cleared extraction ground and looked at the stars.The stars above the western territory were wrong in the same way everything above it was wrong. The contamination in the ground reached high enough to affect the ambient mana in the air and the air affected how the stars refracted through it. They were the same stars. They looked slightly different. He had spent enough lives looking at different versions of the same sky to find it interesting rather than troubling.He was thinking about his wife.Not the way he thought about the mission. Not operationally. He was simply thinking about her the way you thought about someone you had not seen in a very long time — without agenda, without the forward pressure of wanting to get back to them. Just the fact of them. The specific fact of a person who existed somewhere and was real.Her name was Sael.He did not use it often. He had learned across enough lives that names were the most dangerous thing to
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