2025-02-18 00:55:50Oliver picked himself off the floor and wiped the dust off his body. He straightened his shirt before heading to his class room. After walking down the hallway for a few minutes he finally arrived in front of the classroom and he walked in slowly.
Stepping into the class, Oliver found the students already seated and a teacher standing in front of the class. All eyes shifted towards Oliver the moment he walked in, and everyone all had a look of disgust after realizing who it was.
"Look would finally decided to join us." The female teacher muttered as she glared at Oliver in hate and disdain.
"I'm sorry..I had to run all the way here and then got into an accident." Oliver explained in a timid tone, and his head facing the concrete floor in shame.
"Of course, you lack money to use the public transportation. A trash like you can't even afford $5 to board a cab or an Uber? You are a disgrace, Oliver Beckett." The teacher known as Mrs Jane spat without holding back, and all Oliver could do was bury his head down with his blood boiling.
Since Oliver failed to awaken a talent on his sixteenth birthday, everyone turned their backs on him and also began to treat him like trash. His parents and family members who once loved him began to push him away the moment they realized he has no talent, and in no time he became a stranger to them and was forced to live all on his own.
Even the students and teachers only sees him as a trash that isn't worth to be living, and no one skips an opportunity to make him feel less of a human and remind him constantly about how unless he was in this world.
"Why is he even here anyway? We are having a test that requires us to display our talents, but this trash has nothing so I do not see any reason for his presence here!" A female student who sat in the first row of the class retorted, and her voice dripping with disgust as she glared at Oliver.
The girl's name was Davina Lee. The class's most beautiful and powerful female student. Her talent was almost on par with the teachers in the academy, and everyone treated her with respect.
"Davina is right! This trash would only be a waste of space here! He should go clean the toilets or sweep the school's premises instead of being here!" A girl who sat beside Davina chimed in, backing up the words of Davina.
The girl was known as Lydia Sparrow, the lackey of Davina and one of Oliver's top bullies.
"I understand how you all feel...believe me when I say I do. If it was up to me I would have sent out this trash to go wash the toilets and take out the trash, but the law states that all students should participate in this test." Mrs Jane remarked in a respectful tone.
"Is this guy supposed to be considered a student here? He's more of a nonliving thing! Anyone with no talent aren't refered to as living things anymore!" Davina retorted.
"I'm afraid it's the rule, Davina. All students should participate in the test." Mrs Jane responded with a slight bow, before shifting her gaze towards Oliver and glared at him in hate. "Go sit down, worthless human being." She spat.
Oliver nodded before walking to the extreme end of the class and sat down. His sit as isolated from the rest of the student's sit, and sometimes he could hardly hear the teachings of the teacher due to the distance.
Oliver sat on his seat, his blood boiling in both anger and sadness, and tears also gathered up in his eyes. But Oliver tried his best to not let it flow, afraid that if the students found out he was crying it would only add to his humiliation.
"Let's begin the test please!" Mrs Jane declared. "Once you hear your name please step forward and give us a glimpse of what your talent is all about!" She added,and the students gave a round of applause.
The teacher began by calling the names of the students one by one, and as their names were called, they stepped forward and displayed their abilities. The students displayed several abilities once they heard their names.
The ones with telekinesis ability were able to repeal chair and lift it into the air with their minds. The ones with elemental abilities like Fire, air, water, Earth, were able to create a glimpse of the ability. The fire users created a small flame at the top of their finger. The air users made the whole class filled with winds and caused the books on the desk to fly around.
The water users controlled the water inside several students water bottles and was able to bring it out the bottle and formed a weapon. While the earth users stomped their foot on the floor and a round earth rose.
The test carried on with students displaying several unique abilities, until it finally got to Oliver's turn.
"Oliver Beckett, please step forward!" Mrs Jane ordered. Oliver stood up from his chair and walked to the front of the class sluggishly. The students he walked past kept laughing at him as he made his way to the front.
Oliver stood in front the whole class, and his gaze glued to the floor, afraid of making eye contact.
"Oliver, please show us your ability." Mrs Jackson e instructed. Oliver nodded sluggishly as he slowly joined his palms together and shut his eyes.
He knew nothing would work, but he was really hoping for a miracle that would save him from all these humiliation. If he could manage to produce something peculiar, it means he won't get humiliated for not having any ability.
"You know what, that's enough, trash!" Mrs Jane shouted in anger after watching Oliver just stand there doing nothing for several minutes.
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Chapter 315. The Watchers
The next day felt different. It wasn’t just the glances. It was the silence that followed him everywhere.Conversations stopped when Oliver entered a room. Laughter dimmed when he passed through the halls. Even the teachers, who used to look through him, seemed to hesitate before speaking his name during roll call.He had become something else, someone people whispered about but didn’t dare approach.The System’s faint hum was ever-present in the back of his mind. Its interface flickered from time to time, little digital sparks dancing across his vision like static.[Warning: Observation detected.][Source: Unknown.]Each time, the words vanished as quickly as they appeared. By lunch, Oliver was starting to feel the weight of those invisible eyes. Every corner of the academy seemed to breathe. The cameras on the walls. The students whose gazes lingered too long. Even the shadows under the stairwell seemed to watch him.It wasn’t paranoia. He knew it. The System didn’t lie. Someone,
Chapter 314. Sparks Of Defiance
The memory still burned. It wasn’t just a single moment, it was a wound replaying itself every time Oliver walked down the corridor. The laughter. The sneers. The way they had knocked his books to the ground and kicked them across the floor as if his dignity were something to toy with.The worst part wasn’t the pain. It was the look in their eyes, like he wasn’t even worth hitting seriously. That day, something inside him broke, but something else… woke up.The morning sun spilled through the academy’s tall glass windows, painting long stripes across the polished floor. Students hurried past, chatting, laughing, and pretending the world made sense. Oliver walked alone through the crowd, his steps quiet, his eyes fixed ahead.He had changed, though most couldn’t see it. His hair was slightly longer now, falling over his forehead, his back straighter, and his expression calm, too calm. Inside, the System whispered, faint like wind brushing through his mind.[Physical energy resonance
Chapter 313. The Return of the Lost
The battlefield was quiet. Too quiet. The Crown hung in the air, black and still, like a dead star. Its once-blinding light had vanished, leaving only faint ripples of energy that shimmered like heat above the shattered ground. The wind no longer screamed. Even the mist had fallen, curling in thin, dying streams around Grelich’s boots. He stared at the floating relic with hollow eyes. “Mara.”Garrick limped closer, his armor cracked, blood trickling from a wound near his ribs. “She’s gone, isn’t she?”Grelich didn’t answer. His throat felt tight. His hands, once alive with runes, were dim and trembling. The runes had burned out, empty vessels now. The price of too much magic.He sank to one knee, clutching the dirt. “I told her not to go that deep. I told her.”The ground trembled before he could finish. A pulse. Soft at first, then heavier, like a heartbeat made of thunder. Garrick spun around. “What was that?”Grelich looked up. The Crown. It was moving again. Not spinning, breath
Chapter 312
The mirror Mara stared into rippled like a living thing. Her reflection grinned, wide, confident, wrong. The crimson glow in its eyes pulsed in time with the heartbeat that still thundered through the air.“You always wanted to be strong, didn’t you?” the reflection whispered. Its voice was her own, only smoother. “Strong enough to save him. Strong enough not to need anyone.”Mara backed away. “You’re not me.”“Oh, but I am.” The reflection stepped closer to the glass, movements perfectly mirrored. “I’m the part that didn’t cry when you thought Oliver died. The part that liked killing the Wraithborn. The part that knows power feels good.”“Stop talking.”“You can’t stop what you already are.”The mirror’s surface began to bulge outward, like something pressing from behind. Her reflection’s hand reached forward, fingertips pushing through like water. The glass cracked, spiderweb fractures racing across its surface. Mara took a deep breath, tightened her grip on her daggers, and whisp
Chapter 311
Mara woke to the smell of dust and burned air. Her body ached; every breath felt like broken glass. The dawn sky hung pale over a field of gray glass that stretched to the horizon. No birds. No wind. Just stillness.She pushed herself upright. Her palms stuck to the surface, it was warm, faintly pulsing under her fingers. “Oliver…” she whispered. The name came out raw.A few steps away, Grelich knelt beside the sword. It jutted from the ground at a perfect angle, wrapped in a faint halo of gold and crimson light. Around the hilt floated the half-formed crown, spinning lazily as if it breathed. He didn’t look up. “Don’t touch it.”Mara staggered toward him. “What is it doing?”“Listening,” he said.She frowned. “To what?”Grelich finally turned. His eyes were bloodshot, the skin beneath them bruised. “To us. To him. To whatever is left in between.”Garrick stood farther back with the few surviving rebels, weapons drawn but useless. The air around the sword felt thick, like invisible
Chapter 310
The air in the void cracked with every movement. Oliver swung his sword through another reflection, splitting its chest in half. It dissolved into smoke, but before he could breathe, two more appeared, one with eyes of fire, one with chains of shadow winding around its arms.They didn’t roar or speak. They simply attacked. The clang of metal echoed across the glass plain.Each hit burned Oliver’s skin with heat that wasn’t real. Every strike from them felt like fighting himself, same stance, same weight, same rhythm.He parried a slash, countered with a knee, then pivoted and brought his blade down through another’s shoulder. The light burst outward, searing his face. “Enough!” he shouted, voice echoing through the hollow world. “I’ve had enough of ghosts!” But the reflections didn’t stop.They circled him, hundreds now, their glowing eyes watching, waiting. Each one looked more distorted than the last. One had horns, another wings, another a mouth filled with black flame. They wer
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