Somewhere in the team training rooms. The tension was through the roof as the members of Clan Zenith gathered around their table.
The previously bustling atmosphere of the arena was now far behind them, replaced by a stifling quiet. They had been watching the final moments of the battle, and it didn’t take long for them to realize what had happened: Clan Dusk had secured the lead. Elena sat in the center, trying her best to project calmness to her team. Her usual composure, however, was strained. Even though she had experienced Miko’s sudden rise to power, nothing could have prepared her for how quickly the tide had turned. Clan Zenith, always the frontrunner, was now sitting in second place. A position they hadn’t been in for years. The team was in disarray, their faces twisted in frustration. They had always been the best, and now they were forced to swallow the bitter pill of second place. “Everyone, calm down,” Elena said firmly, her voice betraying a hint of frustration despite her calm demeanor. “It’s just the first round. We have time to recover.” But her words seemed to fall on deaf ears. The members of Clan Zenith were too rattled by the loss. Some were glaring at each other, while others were pacing back and forth, muttering under their breath. Suddenly, the door to the room swung open, and in walked the Top 1 Student of the academy, Ian Carter. Known for his arrogance and cocky attitude, Ian didn’t bother with pleasantries as he strode into the room. His eyes were sharp, scanning the faces of his team as if he were analyzing each one for weakness. “I’m taking the lead back,” Ian announced confidently, his voice loud and unyielding. “You all know it’s just a fluke. Clan Dusk will have their fun for now, but they won’t last.” His arrogance filled the room, and the others, already on edge from the loss, tensed even more. “Ian,” Elena said, her voice steady but laced with a warning. “That’s not the reason we lost. It’s not just a fluke. It’s your pride. You didn’t take the fight seriously, and now we’re paying for it.” Ian didn’t flinch. Instead, he leaned back, folding his arms as if he were above it all. “You’re wrong, Elena. All the other teams are gunning for Clan Dusk now. They’ve shown their cards, and they’ll be eliminated in the next round. I’m telling you, I’ll reclaim the victory for us.” Elena’s brow furrowed as she stood up, her expression unwavering. “That’s exactly the problem, Ian. Your arrogance blinds you. This isn’t a game where you can just walk in and take what you want. You can’t keep thinking you can win just because you’re ‘the best.’ You’ve seen how fast things change. This isn’t about brute strength. It’s about strategy.” But Ian remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on the floor as if he were already beyond the conversation. “I don’t need strategy. I’m the top student. It’s a matter of time before the others realize they’re outclassed. Clan Zenith will take first place again, no matter what.” The rest of the team fell silent, clearly not agreeing with Ian’s logic but too intimidated to challenge him directly. Elena shook her head, frustration flickering across her features. The gap between their pride and their reality was too wide. Meanwhile, in a quieter section of the academy, Principal was having a conversation with Gerald Valen, Elena’s father. The principal, a tall and imposing man with a voice like gravel, eyed Gerald with concern. “Well,” the principal said, his voice steady but tinged with curiosity, “I have to ask… how long has Miko been staying with you? All these years under your roof, and you didn’t know about his abilities?” Gerald shifted uncomfortably, his expression unreadable. He had always been proud of the training he provided to his daughter, Elena, and had never paid much attention to Miko beyond his role as a foster child. After all, the boy’s elemental affinity—Ash—had always been regarded as weak, unworthy of attention. “Miko?” Gerald repeated, a faint furrow in his brow. “I knew he had potential, but I never thought it was anything extraordinary. Ash element is practically useless. I never thought to look deeper. He was always so quiet, focused only on the basics.” The principal raised an eyebrow. “But you must have noticed something recently. He used two elements, Gerald—Fire and Ash. That's unheard of. Even for the people in the capital. The boy’s abilities are on another level entirely. I would’ve thought you'd have seen the signs by now, considering he’s been under your care for so long.” Gerald’s mind raced as the principal’s words echoed in his head. Double elements. The very idea of it was enough to make his heart skip a beat. Double elements were rare, almost mythical. To possess such an ability meant Miko was not just special—he was a prodigy. “Speaking of people in the capital, I heard most of the capital geniuses used high grade artifacts to augment for a second element,” Gerald said. “Which means, Miko’s case is different,” The principal added. Gerald’s gaze shifted away, his mind already racing with possibilities. The boy he had dismissed all these years could very well be the one who could surpass Elena, maybe even eclipse him. The very thought sent a shiver down his spine. “Do you think this could be a threat to Elena’s standing?” the principal asked, sensing Gerald’s inner turmoil. Gerald quickly regained his composure, masking his unease with a forced smile. “No. Elena is one of the top students and the second best, in a few years- top best and no one will surpass her.” “I think it’s best to keep Miko’s Ash element's true powers hidden from even Gerald,” The principal thought to himself. Back in the arena, The arena had become a battleground of intense energy, the air thick with the anticipation of the crowd. The commentator’s voice crackled over the loudspeakers, drawing everyone’s attention. “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the ultimate Clan vs. Clan match-up! The first battle of the day: Clan Dusk versus Clan Aegis!” The crowd erupted into cheers, their excitement reverberating throughout the stadium. “My life spiraled more than I could imagine,” Miko said, looking at the clan’s organizing themselves for the matchup. “From falling into the abyss through an abyss portal, to discovering the abilities of my pendant and, learning the techniques the mysterious man from the abyss taught me,” Miko continued. it was his chance to finally show everyone that he was more than just the boy who lived in the shadow of his father’s debt.Latest Chapter
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Day twenty-eight.Larok woke them earlier than usual. Still dark outside. No stars visible."Final test today," he announced. "Pass, and we descend tomorrow. Fail, and we train another week."Nobody wanted another week.They gathered in the training grounds. Cold. Tired. But ready."Here's how this works," Larok said. "You fight me. All of you. Together. No holding back. Use everything I've taught you. Magic, weapons, tactics. Everything.""Just fight you?" Liam asked. "That's the test?""That's the test. You land three solid hits on me, you pass. Simple." Larok rolled his shoulders. "But I'm not holding back either. So don't expect easy."He took his stance. Axe-hammer in hand. Lightning already crackling around him."Begin."They moved as one.Three weeks of training together showed. Garcia called the strategy. Miko and Liam flanked left and right. Blaze straight down the middle. Akiya from behind. Anna stayed back, ready to heal.Larok met them head-on.His axe-hammer swept in a wi
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Three weeks.That's how long Larok made them fight without magic.On day twenty-two, everything changed.Miko woke to the usual cold water. Got dressed. Made it to the training grounds expecting the usual drills.But Larok was standing there with a different expression. Something almost like approval."No weapons today," he announced. "No blindfolds. No complications.""What then?" Blaze asked warily."Today you remember what you are." Larok gestured to the training ground. "Mages. Elementalists. People with power in their blood. Today, we bring that back."Relief washed over the group. They'd been aching to use their magic again. Three weeks of pure physical combat had been torture."But," Larok continued, "we do it my way. Not the way you learned at the Academy. Not the way you've always done it. My way."He pointed at Miko. "You. Show me your fire."Miko raised his hand. Fire burst to life in his palm. Hot. Bright. Strong."Good. Now make it subtle.""What?""Subtle. Quiet. A flame
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“Good," Larok said. He wasn't even winded. Never was. "You're all improving. Garcia, your footwork is solid now. Liam, those twin blades are finally working together. Blaze, nice job not telegraphing that last strike."He looked at Miko. "And you. You're starting to fight like someone who knows what they're doing.""High praise," Miko said dryly."From me? Yes." Larok grinned. "Water break. Then we work on something new."They gathered around the well in the courtyard. Drinking. Cooling down. The morning sun was warm but not hot. Perfect weather for torture, as Blaze liked to say."What's the new thing?" Akiya asked. Her voice was almost normal now. The throat damage had healed."You'll see." Larok disappeared into one of the buildings. Came back carrying a wooden box. Set it down and opened it.Inside were stones. Smooth. Black. They seemed to drink the light."What are those?" Garcia asked."Abyssal fragments. Small pieces of corruption given physical form." Larok picked one up. "Ha
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One week.That's how long it took for Miko to stop hating Larok and start understanding him.The training was relentless. Every morning started with cold water and running. Every afternoon was combat drills until they couldn't lift their weapons. Every evening was endurance training that left them barely able to crawl to dinner.But they were getting better.Miko could see it. The way Garcia moved now—smoother, more confident even with one arm still healing. The way Liam's twin blades worked together instead of fighting each other. The way Blaze had stopped telegraphing his spear strikes.The way Miko himself could hold a defensive stance for an hour without his legs shaking.Progress. Slow. Painful. But real.Anna had recovered enough to join training. Not full intensity, but enough. Larok had her working on something different—meditation, he called it. Learning to sense corruption before it manifested."The Abyss has a feeling," he'd explained. "A wrongness you can detect if you kno
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Miko woke to someone dumping cold water on his face.He gasped, sat up sputtering. Larok stood over him with an empty bucket."Good morning," the old man said cheerfully. "Training starts now.""It's still dark outside," Miko protested."So? The Abyss doesn't care about daylight." Larok tossed the bucket aside. "You've got five minutes to get to the training grounds. Anyone who's late runs laps until I'm satisfied."He left. Miko heard him moving to the next room. More water. Blaze's cursing.Miko pulled himself out of bed. Every muscle hurt. His hands were still torn up from yesterday's climb. His back felt like someone had beaten it with clubs.Five minutes.He dressed fast. Found his way to the courtyard. The others were already gathering, looking as miserable as he felt.Except Larok. He looked fresh. Energized. Like he'd slept twelve hours instead of maybe three."Everyone here?" He counted heads. "Good. Follow me."They followed him through an archway to a large open space behin
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Dawn came cold and gray.Miko woke to Larok shaking his shoulder. "Time to move. We've got ground to cover."The team gathered their minimal supplies—mostly just weapons and whatever food they'd scavenged. Not much. They'd need to hunt or forage along the way."Which direction?" Garcia asked. Her arm was still in its splint, but she'd slept better than any of them. Probably used to functioning on no rest."North," Larok said. He pointed across the hills toward distant mountains. "See that peak? The one with the split top?"Everyone looked. The mountain was far. Really far."That's where we're going?" Blaze asked. "That's got to be three days at least.""Four if you walk slow," Larok agreed. "Three if you don't complain." He started walking. "Let's go."They followed. What else could they do?The first hour was quiet. Everyone too tired to talk. Just putting one foot in front of the other. The terrain was rough—hills and valleys, streams to cross, rocks to navigate.Anna was struggling
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