2025-02-18 00:57:26Oliver's eyelids began to lift open as he slowly regained consciousness. He picked himself off the floor and rubbed his head slightly.
"What the hell happened?" Oliver mused, a slight look of puzzle evident on his face as he glanced around his room. The last thing he could remember was him swallowing his medical pills,and then he suddenly passed out.
."Was I imagining things, or was there this strange screen right in front if me even though I did passed out?" Oliver pondered. After blacking out last night, Oliver remembered this strange holographic screen popped up in his line of sight.
While thinking about the screen, the strange holographic screen materialized right in front of him.
.[OLIVER BECKETT HAS SWALLOWED THE LAST ENERGY PILL]
[OLIVER BECKETT IS NOW MEDICALLY FIT TO INHERIT THE DIVINE TALENT]
[CONGRATULATIONS, YOU HAVE AWAKENED THE ULTIMATE DIVINE TALENT]
Oliver glanced at the numerous screen popping up right in front of him, and none of it made sense to him.
"Just what is all these? Am I hallucinating or what?" Oliver wondered as he rubbed his eyes, hoping to get rid of the screen, but that didn't seen to work.
"It's still here? Meaning it's real?" Oliver intoned, his fingers rubbing his chin with looks of contemplation evident in his face.
Since Oliver failed to get rid of it, he began to read the words written boldly on the screen.
"I am now medically fit to inherit the Divine Talent?" Oliver read out loud with his fingers on his chin. "Does it mean those pills I've been taken these past few years was to make me fit to awaken some...divine talent?" Oliver blurted out, his gaze still glued to the window screen in front of him.
[TO PROCEED, OLIVER NEEDS TO ACCEPT THE POWERS AND COMPLETE THE ACCEPTANCE QUEST]
The screen in front of Oliver morphed to a whole new one, and the puzzled expression is on Oliver's face intensified.
[YOU ONLY HAVE 10 SECONDS TO ACCEPT, OR YOU WILL LOSE HIS GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY FOREVER]
[TEN]
[NINE]
[EIGHT]
[SEVEN]
"Great, there's a countdown!" Oliver blurted out with his eyes widened. "I don't get a chance to think about it? Really? I am supposed to make my decision within ten freaking seconds?" Oliver lamented as the clock kept counting down.
Even though Oliver didn't really know what was going on, he wasn't dumb to know that it meant he would awaken a Talent, and probably become stronger once he accepts. What Oliver wasn't sure about was what the acceptance quest would be all about.
But there was no time to think, he had to make his decision right now or lose it forever.
[THREE]
[TWO]
[ONE]
[YES✓]
Oliver selected the yes option in the last second, and the screen in front of him vanished, replacing it with a whole new one.
[YOU WILL NOW BE TRANSPORTED INTO THE QUEST AREA]
Receiving that last notification, Oliver vanished into thin air, and appeared in a whole new location.
"What the?" Oliver swept his gaze through the foreign location he now found himself in.
The place looked like a vast open arena that was filled with hundreds of seats for spectators, but no one was present there.
"Where am I?" Oliver mused in bewilderment as he glanced around the place.
[YOU ARE NOW IN THE ACCEPTANCE QUEST ARENA]
[GOAL: DEFEAT THE WARRIOR]
[REWARD: ????]
[FAILURE: DEATH]
Oliver's eyes widened in shock and his jaw dropped to the floor after reading quest's instructions.
"Defeat? Wait, I am going to fight someone? Or.. something? How am I supposed to defeat anyone if I do not have a Talent?" Oliver panicked with his heart racing and his shirt now drenched in sweat as he kept glancing around the place.
[ELEPHANT DAGGERS HAS BEEN GRANTED TO YOU FOR THE QUEST]
A notification popped up right in front of Oliver, and in a blink of an eye, two short daggers appeared in both of his hands.
"Daggers...that's good.. at least I won't be completely defenseless." Oliver glanced at the daggers in his hands and clenched them firmly. "Just what am I fighting?" Oliver wondered.
He kept glancing around the place, until a metallic gate by the side of the arena lifted open, and thunderous footsteps could be heard, causing the whole place to shake drastically.
"It's coming." Oliver gulped as the footsteps grew louder, and the whole arena kept shaking as warrior stepped out. The footsteps got louder until the said warrior finally arrived meters away from him.
The warrior looked like a 7 foot tall samurai with black mask on his face and two giant blades held in both hands. The appearance of the warrior was intimidating, and just by looking at it, gave Oliver shivers.
"I am... supposed to fight that thing?" Oliver gulped down with a nervous expression. "Hey, I don't want to be apart of all these again! I don't want your stupid powers, just let me out of here, please!" Oliver pleaded, seeking for a way out.
But there was none.
Once he clicked on the yes option, there's no going back. The only way out is if he completes the quests or dies.
"Shit, why did I agree to this in the first place? I should have just keep living as the clueless trash everyone knows." Oliver lamented, his gaze still fixed intently on the warrior meters away, and the warrior also stop there glaring at Oliver.
"There's nothing I can do now..I already made my decision, now it's up to me wether I live or die. Even though I am weak, I can't just give up without doing anything! I rather die knowing I at least tried to defeat it!" Oliver hyped himself up as he clenched the daggers in his hands and got in a fighting stance.
He dismissed the nervous expression on his face and replaced it with a determined look.
The samurai stood there for a few more minutes before charging forward and headed towards Oliver.
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The silence after the fall of the Listeners was more than just quiet. It was expectant. Like the breath between thunderclaps. Or the pause before a god speaks.Oliver stood at the edge of the Tower's shadow, his body aching from the clash of harmonics, his mind teetering at the edge of collapse. Mina was somewhere behind him, coordinating recovery efforts with Highbarrow's Council. But he wasn’t focused on her. He was focused on the notification only he could see.A glowing prompt shimmered in front of him, translucent gold and bordered by runes that shimmered like firelight.[Divine Talent System: Reawakening Complete]System Synchronization: 100%Initializing Core Interface...Welcome, Oliver Beckett.You are the bearer of the Divine Talent: Symphonic Sovereign.Your soul has been attuned to the Will of Resonance.Talent Tree: UnlockedPrimary Branch: [Melodic Sovereignty]Secondary Branch: [Harmonycrafting]Tertiary Branch: [Dissonant Will]Status Screen: OnlineQuest System: Onli
Chapter 173
The stormfront broke over the coast of Meridia just before dawn, draping the sky in a bruise colored shroud. Thunder rolled like ancient drums. And from the sea, they came.The Listeners. They rowed in perfect silence, their ships gliding across still water as if carried by thought alone. Dozens of them. Then hundreds. Bonewood oars dipped in tandem, creating no sound. Their faces were hidden beneath curved helms of stone, carved with open ears where mouths should have been. Blank, unblinking, unfeeling.The Tower had summoned its audience, and the world would never be the same.From a high perch on the cliffs above the beach, Mina crouched in silence. Her cloak, soaked with sea mist and rain, clung to her form like ivy. Behind her, Oliver stood, pale and shaking, still recovering from the strain of the Tower’s unraveling.“They're not human,” he whispered.“No,” Mina said. “They're not.”They watched the first boats touch sand. The Listeners didn’t speak. Didn’t gesture. Didn’t eve
Chapter 172
The sea hissed where the water met the obsidian roots of the new tower. Fog curled around its rising walls, woven with the scent of brine, ozone, and old death. From the cliffs of Orell’s Watch, one could see it looming—taller now than any lighthouse, its spiral frame stretching into the storm-choked sky.And it was still growing. Ships had turned away. Villages had gone silent. The tower gave off no light, no heat. But it sang.Low and endless. A note that vibrated in the bone more than the ear. A warning and a welcome, both at once, and in the frozen spray of dawn, Oliver watched it rise.The skiff he'd borrowed creaked as it struck the shallows. A storm rolled on the horizon, angry and gray, but Oliver didn’t flinch. His boots touched sand that hadn't seen sunlight in eons, and still he walked forward. Every part of him told him to run.His blood screamed. His heart thumped in erratic, arrhythmic pulses—sometimes syncing with the tower’s humming, sometimes not. Each misstep made
Chapter 171
Snow no longer fell on Highbarrow. It hung suspended in the air each flake caught in some strange stasis, like time itself hesitated around Oliver.He sat at the edge of the broken parapet, legs dangling over frostbitten stone, silver eyes tracking distant clouds. He hadn’t spoken in hours. Since the battle beneath the Whispering Deep, something in him had… shifted.He didn’t sleep. He didn’t blink as often. And when he breathed, the world seemed to breathe with him.Mina stood a few paces back, her arms crossed, watching.“How long’s he been like this?” Elias asked, approaching with a flask of steaming broth.“Since the throne,” she said. “He’s hearing things.”“Voices. Songs.” Elias frowned. “He’s not possessed. I checked.”Mina looked back at Oliver. “Then what is he?”Elias didn’t answer. He wasn’t sure anyone could.Later that day, in the central chamber of the old stronghold, Elias scraped the last of the golden dust from the shattered shard that had once powered the titan.He h
Chapter 170
Winter broke late that year. Snow, long absent from the southern ridges of Meridia, swept in on the second morning after the fall of Ascendancy One. Fine flakes drifted down through scorched branches, dressing the charred bones of the forest ridge in a shroud of white. The world looked peaceful again. But it was only an illusion.Beneath the ash, blood still steamed, and in Highbarrow’s war tent, the truth was heavier than frost.“Ascendancy Two?” Elias muttered, his breath fogging in the chill air. “Gods help us, we barely brought down the first.”He sat hunched over a half burned map, eyes red from lack of sleep. Glyphs danced at the edges of his parchment sigils he’d drawn to stabilize the torn magical field the Conductor had left behind. The pulse from the console hadn’t stopped. It had simply gone… deeper.“She called it a symphony,” Oliver said, pacing across the stone floor. “Not an army. Not a cult. A symphony.”“Which means someone else is playing now,” Mina added grimly.Th
Chapter 169
The red sky broke at dawn like the shattering of stained glass. From the battlements of Highbarrow, Oliver watched as streaks of fire painted the horizon. Pillars of smoke rose beyond the tree line wide and deliberate. Not the careless destruction of bandits or rogue beasts. These fires were signals. Tactics. A message.The enemy was coming, and they had already begun to burn the land.“They’re pushing from the east,” Elias said, his fingers wrapped tightly around a spyglass. “Fifteen hundred strong, maybe more. No banners. No horns. Just… silence.”“Mercenaries?” Mina asked from where she stood, arm still bound in slingcloth.Elias shook his head grimly. “Worse. Disciplined. Uniform. But not Imperial.”Oliver narrowed his eyes. “Then who?”“Ghosts,” muttered General Berra. She was a hawk faced woman in steel plated armor, her grey braid twisted like a rope. “Those aren’t soldiers. They’re revenants. Risen or reprogrammed. I’ve seen it before once, in the southern barrens. Kaelien
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