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Leo had thought he had already experienced the worst of it. He was wrong. Being an F-Rank wasn’t just a title—it was a death sentence. From the moment the rankings were finalized, the academy transformed into a battlefield where only the strong mattered. The elite students, those with S-Rank and A-Rank abilities, walked through the halls like kings and queens, their very presence commanding respect. And the F-Ranks? They weren’t even treated as people. They were prey. Thrown to the Wolves Leo’s nightmare began that morning. As he walked into the academy courtyard, hunger gnawed at his stomach. He hadn’t eaten since yesterday—F-Ranks were only given leftovers, and by the time he reached the dining hall last night, there had been nothing left. But food was the least of his worries. The moment he entered the training ground, a D-Rank student named Marcus Vale smirked and stuck out his leg. Leo didn’t see it coming. His weakened body, still sore from past beatings, hit the cold ground hard. Laughter erupted around him. “Oops,” Marcus said, stepping over him like a piece of trash. “Didn’t see you there, Carter.” Leo gritted his teeth and tried to push himself up—only for a boot to slam into his ribs. Pain exploded in his side. The students watching cheered. “Why are you even here, F-Rank?” Marcus sneered, towering over him. “You should’ve dropped out already.” Leo didn’t answer. He knew better. Fighting back? Impossible. D-Ranks weren’t even that strong in the grand scheme of things, but compared to an F-Rank, they were gods. A few E-Ranks joined in, kicking dust at him, making a game out of his suffering. “You know,” a girl named Clara, a C-Rank, said with a smirk. “I heard the academy is considering sending all F-Ranks to the Servant Wing.” The Servant Wing. A place where the lowest-ranked students were forced to clean, cook, and serve the elites. Leo clenched his fists. He had trained all his life to become a warrior, and now… he was being treated like a slave? No Safe Haven After that, his suffering didn’t stop. Dorms? Gone. He had been kicked out of his room by the B-Rank students, who took it for themselves. Training Grounds? Off-limits. The academy had strict rules: only students ranked C and above were given priority for combat training. Food? He was only allowed to eat what was left over after everyone else had taken their share. Sometimes there was nothing left. He was a ghost walking through the academy—a walking target. During combat classes, instructors didn’t even bother to correct him. They simply ignored his existence. During sparring sessions, students used him as a punching bag. Even lower-ranked teachers mocked him. “Why don’t you just drop out, Carter?” One of them sneered during a lesson. “You have no future here.” Some students even placed bets on how long he would last before breaking completely. The Lowest Point That night, Leo sat against the cold academy wall, shivering. He had nowhere to sleep. The E-Ranks and D-Ranks had taken over the only free spots, leaving him to fend for himself outside. The sky was dark, the academy lights flickering in the distance. Rain began to fall. Again. It was almost poetic. Leo shivered, wrapping his arms around himself, trying to preserve whatever warmth he could. The world had completely abandoned him. He had nothing. No food. No shelter. No allies. His stomach clenched painfully. His body ached from the endless beatings. His mind screamed at him to give up. Maybe they were right. Maybe he was worthless. Maybe he should just disappear. Maybe— A Whisper in the Dark [ SSS-Rank Ability Detected. ] A pulse. Leo froze. It was happening again. Deep within him, something stirred. Unlike before, it didn’t immediately disappear. It lingered. Like a heartbeat. A whisper in the darkness. A promise. Leo’s breathing steadied. His body still ached. His stomach still burned with hunger. But for the first time… He felt something else. Not hope. Not yet. But something close. Something dangerous. Something waiting. Something hungry. And it was inside him waiting to be unleashed.
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Chapter 12: After the Storm
The training ground was in ruins. Stone tiles cracked. Dust still hung in the air. No one dared move.Leo stood at the center, his body still faintly glowing, holding Elaine close. Her breath had returned—barely—but she was unconscious, limp in his arms.The black energy that had once surrounded him had vanished, but the fear it left behind still lingered in every heart watching him. Not a whisper. Not a sound. Just stunned silence and wide, disbelieving eyes.Ethan was the first to move—just a step back.His legs trembled.That wasn’t the same Leo Carter. This was something else… something monstrous.SSS rank? That wasn’t supposed to be real. Not for someone like Leo. And yet, everyone had seen it ….felt it. The power. The rage. The earthquake. The scream.Leo looked down at Elaine’s face. Her skin was pale, her heartbeat faint beneath his fingers.“She’s alive,” he whispered to himself, a breath of relief escaping him.Then, his expression shifted rage melting into guilt. He hadn't
Chapte 11: The Edge of Awakening
***************** Day Before ***************** All around the school, everyone was talking about Leo Carter—about his sudden ability and how strong he had become. Many whispered that he would only grow more powerful, stronger than anyone had expected. But others still doubted. How could an F-rank student possibly become that strong overnight? Rumors spun in every hallway. Some called it a fluke. Others swore he had awakened something ancient. A few even claimed Leo had made a deal with forbidden forces. But no one could deny it—something had changed. Leo, however, didn’t care about their whispers or the suspicious looks thrown his way. Their words didn’t reach him. His focus was sharp, his thoughts narrowed to one thing: revenge. He wanted every person who laughed at him, mocked him, bullied him—he wanted them all to pay. He could still feel the sting of humiliation, the heat of shame from being underestimated and ridiculed. Now, the tables were turning. Meanwhile, Ethan
Chapter 10: The Rise of a Monster
********************** [ The Training Grounds ] The Elite Training Hall was silent. Hundreds of students stood in a wide circle, watching in stunned silence as Leo Carter fought three A-rankers—at the same time. He was barely moving. One attacker lunged from the left, aiming a reinforced fist at his ribs. Leo tilted slightly, dodging by inches. Before the attacker could react, Leo’s elbow slammed into his stomach, sending him crashing into the wall. Another came from behind, swinging a sword at his neck. Leo didn’t even turn. CLANG! With one finger, he stopped the blade mid-swing. Gasps rippled through the crowd. The third attacker, panicking, launched a desperate kick. Too slow. Leo vanished. Before anyone could blink, he appeared behind the attacker, his fingers pressing lightly against his opponent’s back. "If I wanted you dead," Leo murmured, "you would be." Then he tapped the student’s back lightly. BOOM! The force sent the A-ranker skidding acro
Chapter 9: The Storm Begins
********************************************* [ The Academy’s High Council Meets ] The air inside the Grand Chamber was thick with tension, so dense it seemed almost tangible, clinging to the skin like mist before a storm. Towering pillars lined the circular room, each etched with ancient symbols that pulsed faintly with a deep, crimson light. Shadows danced along the walls, thrown by the flickering flames of torches mounted high above. At the center of it all stood the academy’s highest-ranking instructors and elders, seated in grim, heavy silence around a long, polished obsidian table that reflected their strained expressions like a dark, distorted mirror. Not one dared to speak out of turn. At the head of the table sat the Headmaster—a towering man with sharp, hawk-like features and an aura so overwhelming it seemed to warp the very air around him. His SS-rank ability made even the strongest warriors in the room feel like children standing before a storm. His gloved fingers tap
Chapter 8: A-Rank Training—The Beating of a Lifetime
******************************************** Leo woke up to pain. His entire body ached from yesterday’s abuse—his ribs sore, his stomach empty, his face swollen from the endless beatings. His fingers trembled as he pushed himself up from the cold ground outside the academy halls. It had rained the night before, and his clothes were still soaked, his body freezing. He clenched his jaw, suppressing the shivers. But there was no time to rest. The academy didn’t care if he was suffering. F-Ranks had no rights, no privileges. Leo had to attend combat class—even if he was nothing more than a moving target for the real warriors. The A-Ranks and B-Ranks trained separately from the weaker students, their sessions far more brutal and ruthless. Normally, F-Ranks weren’t even allowed near them. But Leo? He wasn’t just allowed—he was forced. Word had spread about the academy’s “new policy.” F-Ranks weren’t just useless—they were practice dummies for the strong. And Leo
Chapter 7: The Bottom of the Food Chain
******************************** Leo had thought he had already experienced the worst of it. He was wrong. Being an F-Rank wasn’t just a title—it was a death sentence. From the moment the rankings were finalized, the academy transformed into a battlefield where only the strong mattered. The elite students, those with S-Rank and A-Rank abilities, walked through the halls like kings and queens, their very presence commanding respect. And the F-Ranks? They weren’t even treated as people. They were prey. Thrown to the Wolves Leo’s nightmare began that morning. As he walked into the academy courtyard, hunger gnawed at his stomach. He hadn’t eaten since yesterday—F-Ranks were only given leftovers, and by the time he reached the dining hall last night, there had been nothing left. But food was the least of his worries. The moment he entered the training ground, a D-Rank student named Marcus Vale smirked and stuck out his leg. Leo didn’t see it coming. His weakened
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