
~Laurent
People always say “Your future is not set in stone”. They believe that whatever choices you make will influence your destiny. Do you want to know what I believe? I believe that some things cannot be escaped no matter how fast you run. In this world, one of those things is getting a system. In Elarion, once a person gets to eighteen years of age, they are infused with a system. A system that grants them power and gives more strength that was initially thought impossible. The Awakening Ceremony was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives. The auditorium looked like a festival—flags draped from the balconies, crystals burning with gold light, rows of students whispering prayers under their breath. Everyone wanted to be special. Everyone except me. I’d spent all morning trying to convince myself this wasn’t a mistake. That somehow the universe had forgotten how much it hated me. Losing my parents early, scraping through every exam, being the kid teachers sighed about pretty much summed up my life. Today was different though. Today, I allowed myself to feel something dangerously close to hope. Maybe today, things could finally start looking up. If I got infused with a good system, I might just start getting the respect I craved for as long as I can remember. A roar of applause broke through my thoughts. The ceremony was starting. I looked up. An older man stepped on the stage. He had brown eyes and auburn curls. His physique exuded confidence and his build told tales of many years of combat. He cleared his throat and took in the sight of us. “For many years,” He started. “The inhabitants of Elarion lived in fear of the monsters lurking just beyond our borders. We knew it was only a matter of time before they came forth and conquered us all. We had no power of our own so we just lived everyday like it was our last, bracing ourselves for the inevitable.” He stopped and looked around, making sure everyone was paying attention. “Until the gods decided to bless us by revealing the Obelisk Crystal to us in the forest.” He said, gesturing to a tall pillar made of glistening crystals, this sparked applause and cheers. “This crystal has granted us the power to dominate the monsters as it was meant to be. It granted us the power to fight for what is ours. It grants us powers specifically designed to our emotions, temperament and physical ability… and tonight, we share that power with you.” Everyone cheered and clapped as the man left the stage. The awakening ceremony had begun. Most of us had been to awakening ceremonies before so we knew how this worked. Walk on stage, place your hand on the Obelisk, see your system and your rank then walk inside to be given directions to the part of the school you’d be. Schooling doesn’t end at eighteen here, it actually gets more intense and could even cost you your life. Exciting, right? Onstage, a boy with hair so gold it looked polished by sunlight pressed his hand to the Obelisk. The crystal pulsed and flared—brilliant gold light spilling across the hall. “Celestial!” someone shouted as his system was revealed. The cheers doubled when the reading appeared: S-rank. He raised a hand like he’d just been crowned god-king of the academy. Maybe he had. S-ranks could reshape the elements. Start fires, summon storms. People whispered they could level a mountain with a thought, their only limitations lied in their system. He stepped off the stage glowing—literally glowing—and students rushed to shake his hand. The next girl trembled as she touched the Obelisk. Blue light spread from her palm—Psychokinetic. C-rank. The crowd clapped politely. She smiled through her tears, grateful just to be seen. One by one they went—Arcanists, Titans, Shifters. Every flash of colour brought another round of cheers or groans. Power, rank, destiny—all summed up in one heartbeat. Then it was my turn. I didn’t feel ready, but the teacher’s eyes caught mine and nodded toward the stage. No point delaying fate. I walked up, palms slick, heart hammering. The Obelisk stood twice my height, its surface clear as frozen water. Light pulsed faintly inside, like a heartbeat waiting to match mine. “Go on,” the teacher murmured. I pressed my hand to the surface. Cold. Colder than it had any right to be. The air around me went still. Then the Obelisk lit up. Black light spilled across its face, coiling like smoke through glass. Gasps rippled through the crowd. The colour alone said it all—Vampire System. Rare, unpredictable. Dangerous in the wrong hands. My breath caught. Of all the systems, the Vampire was the one whispered about most—strength, speed, blood instincts. Dark but powerful. Maybe—just maybe—my luck had finally turned. The vampire system was one of the most powerful systems there was. With power like this at my disposal, I’d finally be respected and if my rank was anything like the others that went up before me, my life was going to become a lot better from now on. I waited and then the numbers appeared. Power Rating: 10mp The hall went silent. Ten. Not a typo. Not a glitch. Barely above a normal human. E-rank. The weakest rank there was. Laughter broke the silence like a match to dry grass. Heat flooded my face. I wanted to shrink, disappear. The teacher shifted uncomfortably but said nothing. I stepped back, wishing the floor would open up and swallow me. Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any worse… it did.Latest Chapter
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~Omniscient POVThe inside of the void was alive. Not in any sense one could name or touch, yet it throbbed, an endless pulse of colour and shadow, a place where gravity bent like wet cloth and time smirked behind its hand. Islands of stone floated in impossible arcs, some large enough to harbour forests of twisted, glowing trees, others mere shards of rock spinning lazily in mid-air. Wisps of light twisted like smoke along the edges, dissolving, reforming, bleeding into the ever-shifting black around them.Vyrath tore through the nearest fragment of rock with a howl, claws scraping against the impossible geometry. Shards floated upward, circling him in a chaotic dance before being swallowed into the void. He thrashed again, a tempest in miniature, each movement leaving trails of fractured colour in the air, sparks of his wrath illuminating the swirling darkness.“You’ll tire yourself before you even begin to understand it,” a voice called, clipped, sharp. Calista hovered nearby, leg
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~LaurentThe portal blinked open like a slit in reality, a shadowed corridor stretching beyond comprehension. I stepped through, and the world around me folded and twisted, colours bleeding into impossible angles, sounds bending into echoes I couldn’t place. Beta walked beside me, silent, each step deliberate, like it knew how fragile I was in this realm.I swallowed hard. “Where exactly are we going?” I asked, though I already knew the answer: the void. The place no sane person should ever tread.“Patience,” Beta replied, voice low and even, almost bored. “The path itself will teach you. Focus, watch, don’t interfere.”And so I watched. The dimension stretched infinitely, yet I could measure it only by the flow of my own heartbeat, the rhythm of my breath. The ground—if it could be called that—shifted beneath us, sometimes solid stone, sometimes mist, sometimes the hint of nothing at all. Colours leapt in the air, spiralling, folding into themselves like ribbons caught in a storm.
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~LaurentThe alley smelled of smoke and rain. Damp bricks pressed close on either side, narrow and twisting. Sunlight barely touched the cobblestones, leaving everything else in shadow. I paused, a hand brushing against the wet wall, listening.Movement. A subtle shift in the darkness. Not much, but enough.I didn’t panic. Not yet. I had learned to trust instincts sharper than fear itself.“You can come out,” I said quietly. “You’re terrible at hiding.”The shadows moved, slow, deliberate. A laugh echoed—soft, amused, familiar.“Seriously?” the voice asked. “I thought I got better at this.”I tensed. “What do you want?”“I heard you were looking for someone.”“Who told you that?” I asked, frowning.“Just a hunch,” it replied.“That’s a very specific hunch. Is that your power? Super perception?”“A bit,” the voice said. And then the figure stepped forward.Light caught the edges of its form, revealing a monster. Not grotesque, not terrifying at first glance—but definitely not human. It
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~LaurentThe restaurant smelled of roasted meats and fresh bread. Sunlight spilled through the windows, cutting across the wooden tables in lazy rectangles. I sat back, watching my friends laugh. I didn’t even want to be here but they made me come insisting that it was only right we shared a meal after all what we’d been through together.There was a lot I should’ve been doing but somewhere deep inside of me, I was glad I came because for the first time in a long time, life felt… simple.Kendrix leaned back in his chair, a wide grin splitting his face.“Remember that one chimera in the eastern woods? The one that kept popping out of nowhere?” he said.Ivelle chuckled. “I don’t think I ever wanted to see a creature again so badly in my life. You nearly got yourself turned into stew.”“I was injured and I didn’t even see you doing anything to help,” Kendrix folded his arms. “Kind of reminded me of the time we went up against Calen,” Denzel started, turning to Laurent. “Just you and I,
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~LaurentThe city was waking, but not with the usual murmur of ordinary mornings. Elarion exhaled in the soft crackle of rebuilding. I took it upon myself to bring Elarion back to how it was before the whole chaos that Vyrath brought with his emergence. I supervised the walls being repaired, towers being reconstructed, the faint hiss of arcane energy sealing fissures where monsters had torn through. I walked through the streets with a slow, deliberate pace, boots echoing against stone that had once been charred black. Each step carried a weight I had grown accustomed to—the quiet knowledge that the monsters, though not gone, now lived only if I permitted them to.The air smelled of wet stone and iron, the scent of the recent past that clung stubbornly to the bones of the city. I paused, letting my eyes drift across a courtyard where the first of the E-rank students were training under the watchful eyes of instructors I had appointed myself. My system had been patient, my own powe
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~LaurentFor a moment, I stayed where I was.Arms locked around Ivelle. Fingers clenched in her hair. Breathing her in like proof.She was warm. Solid. Real.That mattered more than anything else.Then footsteps rushed closer, hurried and uneven, and suddenly there were too many hands on me—gripping my shoulders, my arms, my back. Voices overlapped, loud and disbelieving, saying my name like they needed to hear it out loud to be sure it was true.Kendrix laughed, sharp and breathless, the sound cracking halfway through. Denzel swore, then pulled me into a rough embrace that nearly cracked my ribs. Ciela pressed her forehead to my arm, eyes shining, lips moving soundlessly like she was counting me back into existence.I let it happen.I let them crowd me. Let them touch me like I might vanish if they didn’t. Let the noise wash over me until the ringing in my ears finally eased.For a few seconds—maybe longer—I almost believed it was over.That whatever nightmare I’d fallen through had
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"Not set in stone..." Hmm...