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The Successor System Art's Experiments
The next day came in a flash. Well, that was what he would love to say but he barely got any sleep last night. He was just excited to check out his system skills, features, and also his true weapon.After freshening up and changing the bandages on his wounds, he had a hearty breakfast made by Racheal and now he was locked up in his room.“Where do I start?” He muttered.“Umm….. Alright. Come forth.” His hand glowed before revealing the silver orb which he now held onto. His true weapon.He decided to do the weapon-sealing ritual first. Using his F-rank dagger, he created a cut on his palm and let a few drops fall on his true weapon which absorbed the blood and shortly after, it began glowing.He could feel his bond with the orb in front of him deepen and after the glow vanished, the orb was no longer silver but now black and golden.He tried to control the weapon telepathically but he failed as it seemed to be something accessible when he gets stronger. Even though a weapon was S-ran
The Successor System The Contest begins
He stretched out before looking through the window at a clear blue sky. It felt so good to be alive, he couldn’t wait for what today and the next few days had in store for him and certain people. He had prepared early as the contest was being hosted in a different place which was in the middle of all 3 training mansions of the 3 branch families.He didn’t need to take anything with him as all their needs would be provided there so after completing part of his daily quest and dressing up, he walked towards the door of his room but just before crossing he stared back at his bed with sadness in his eyes.This was probably the last time he was going to see his bed and his room. Not only them but the mansion as a whole.He had built his first-month worth of memories here so it felt a little sad but at the same time, he couldn’t wait to leave as he needed to see the outside world and was restricted here.After one last glance, he closed the door b
The Successor System Unexpected Guest
“In the first stage of the contest, you will be fighting in duos. The total number of contestants is 48, so you would be put into four different groups and duo partners would have to battle duo opponents in their groups. This is the group stage and the two duos from each group with the best result would proceed to the next stage.”“To win, both opponents should either be rendered unconscious or give up. Natural weapons and magic of all kinds are accepted. You would be allowed to meet and discuss with your partner 30 minutes before your match begins. That would be all for now.”The voice stopped there as Art let out a sigh.'So they’re keeping us in the dark on who our partners are until shortly before the match. That’s not very nice.Thirty minutes won’t be enough to get to know how to sync with your partner’s ability much less come up with a strategy. And we also have to be careful not to give much information to our partners as they can end up as our enemies later on.’A smile appear
The Successor System Frigga's Match
He wasn’t familiar with the other 3 faces but the last was Frigga. If he was to convert Frigga's capabilities into stat, he would still lose out even now and he was yet to see his fighting style.He casually placed his hand on his jaw while waiting for the fight that was about to take place. After thirty minutes, 4 figures appeared on the battlefield facing each other in pairs. Frigga who was paired with another boy stared at their opponents which was a boy and a girl duo in ridicule. His partner had a confident smile while both of their opponents were worried, uncertain of their victory. These were normal emotions as they had all been present in the true weapon ceremony and could still recognize Frigga who got picked as a group leader. Without a doubt, he was a powerful foe. But still, they weren’t going to go down without a fight. Their parents, and siblings who were considered true family members were watching. Frigga held a two-meter-long bill in his hand while the boy beside
The Successor System Grand Acting
The person displayed as his teammate was someone he was familiar with. She was Jasmine. The person who had approached him after his defeat by Iris. According to his ranking, she was previously number 4 which made him happy as she was strong enough to help with his play.The reason he referred to it as his ranking was because he was the one who made it up. There was nothing official about it. But he was sure that he was right unless there were more anomalies like Tess who isn’t able to release her true ability for certain reasons.He wondered what kind of face his partner would be making. ********************************Jasmine stared at the screen in front of her with eyes filled with disbelief and parted lips. How? Just how was she stuck with someone like him? She calmed herself down, panicking wasn’t going to help her. She needed to come up with a strategy for them to fight. Shortly after, they got teleported into a different room. Art stared at the bracelet on his hand con
The Successor System Get your revenge
This match was going to be a bit special as all the competitors were from the same branch family. As Art appeared in the waiting room with her, she noticed that he was giving off a different vibe than before.“Is something wrong?” She asked to which he shook his head. He smiled from time to time and the smile on his face was quite frightening. Seeing this part of him reminded her about the change he had undergone which she had forgotten because of his recent display of weakness.Shortly after, they were teleported into the battlefield along with their opponents JV and Chucky.They seemed even happier than him. They were like someone who just got their 10-year-old long wish granted.They were surprised to find themselves as partners but couldn’t tell what the reason for this was, but now they understood. This was without a doubt destined by the heavens.Even though they felt excited, they couldn’t let their guards down as they knew well how strong Jasmine was. They believed he was e
The Successor System Shocking everyone
“Vwooooooom,”“Zoooooooom!!”They both hurtled towards each other and a few meters apart, they swung their swords which made a clang upon impact and JV took two steps backwards showing already who had the upper hand in strength. JV who couldn’t accept this sent out many more slashes but Art succeeded in blocking every single one and when he got an opening, he swung his sword towards JV’s neck without putting too much effort but when JV blocked, it felt quite heavy so he decided to duck avoiding Art’s dagger which he stabbed towards him but he failed to notice Art’s feet which were being raised towards his face. He ended up kissing Art’s boots while staggering backwards with blood trailing from his lips. “What’s wrong? Don’t tell me that’s all you’ve got?” Art smirked teasingly. Everyone watching this was gob-smacked especially the Vons who were even frozen in shock. From this short exchange, Art was proven stronger than JV. When did someone who was so pitiful gain strength of thi
The Successor System NIGHTMARE
“JV are you alright?” Chucky knelt beside him.“I’m fine, I just dropped my guard a little,” he spat while standing up with blood dripping from his left shoulder. “But you’re injured. I think I should take it from here.”“Don’t give me that crap,” JV retorted. “I would be the one to bring him down.” Chucky folded his fist as he said words that he never thought possible in his entire life.“I- I hate to admit it. I don’t know how, but he’s stronger than we expected. We…….we would have to team up to defeat him.”JV bit his lips so hard that blood began to flow out. Teaming up against this loser. This was far from acceptable but it was the reality. He promised to disgrace him to the highest possible point before claiming victory. “Aren’t you guys done flirting?” Art yawned causing their anger to rise to abnormal heights.Chucky’s choice of weapon was a pair of gauntlets with claws so he was also a close-range fighter.“Let’s go,” they both crouched down with Art doing the same, he h
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Two of the four seated individuals turned their heads as Tera proceeded to the last empty chair in the room. Her escort just behind her.One of them was a man who looked to be in his late thirties. He had short brown hair and brown eyes behind rectangular transparent glasses. This was Zyn, leader of the Seven Blades Guild.The other was a woman with long, spiky black hair and crimson eyes.The three top guild leaders were the only Rowans in this city, so the remaining two Rowans present were from other places.The chairs were crafted from top-grade materials—durable enough to withstand any unexpected outbursts from powerful figures like them, while maintaining comfort and a pristine appearance.Tera’s chair was the only white one among them; the rest were grey.She hadn’t requested this, but it had been arranged regardless to ensure her utmost comfort—especially since Fedinar knew she had some... particular preferences."Tera, so you actually came. I've missed talking to you. We didn'
The Apostle of Light.
A/N: Check the ending of the chapter for the meaning of any word with an (*)---Everyone waited anxiously for the test to begin. It felt natural to expect that this year's would turn out better than the tests of the past few years.Then it happened—a loud, echoing sound reverberated through the air, signaling the arrival of someone important. Very important.Only a select few warranted that kind of announcement.The top guild leaders.Courtis—the leader of the Arcane Guild.Zyn—the master of the Seven Blades.Tera—the renowned leader of The Ashen Saints.These figures were like kings in this vast city of Guilds. Within this territory, no one but the Royal Family held more authority. Not even the Great Families.In fact, this wasn’t a good place for Great Family members to visit freely. Here, they were vulnerable—this city was the one place where enemies could hunt them down with minimal consequences.Not because the top guilds were openly hostile—though exceptions existed—but because
Mind Fortitude Test
"You just need to pass through and walk to the end of the passage. Feel free to go through at your own pace," the man gestured smoothly with his final statement.For the first few seconds, nobody moved. They all simply kept staring at the doorway. All with similar thoughts. Everyone was cautious and wary*Step**Step**Step*Breaking the silence, the young man with long sky-blue hair began walking forward. His calm, dignified air was almost tangible, a quiet confidence clinging to him as he advanced toward the doorway.Whether it was due to superiority in age, experience, or sheer faith in his abilities, no one could quite tell what gave him such poise."Bunch of cowards," came a scoffing voice as another contestant, a girl with short, straight red hair from the Vampir family, strode out as well, her sharp eyes sweeping across the frozen crowd.The blue-haired young man was the first to pass through. All eyes sharpened, watching to notice the slightest hint or change.As he passed, it
Strang Masked Figure
Everyone’s attention was fixed on the person who had just entered.A black and silver mask covered his face, revealing only his bright yellow eyes. The figure walked forward slowly, his presence impossible to ignore.Not only his face but most of his body was concealed beneath a thick, flowing cloak.Most people had already assumed he was male—and they were right.A strange and mysterious aura radiated from him.It wasn’t the most formidable presence so far, but it was certainly one of the most notable.The light-blue-haired guy, along with other prominent individuals, glanced at him briefly before returning to what they were doing.He could feel the weight of the stares on him, which meant his plan to make a strong first impression had succeeded.Art smiled inwardly as his gaze swept across the room, eventually finding a suitable spot. He made his way there and sat down.He was buzzing with excitement, like a twelve-year-old about to open birthday presents.He hadn’t had any chance t
The Grand Magus Test
Hurried footsteps echoed through a corridor, each one a sharp reminder of how much still needed to be done.The footsteps belonged to a man who barely registered the sound. His mind was far too preoccupied, and his body showed clear signs of exhaustion. As he moved, clipboards levitated around him. With a pen in hand, he scribbled quickly on the one before him, handing it to the assistant trailing behind—who was already weighed down with stacks of papers and documents—before grabbing another. Over and over, he repeated the process.One clipboard reported incomplete formations. Another flagged a lack of security in the northwest. This man was the event overseer of the Grand Magus Test. Today was shaping up to be one of the busiest days of his life.The Grand Magus Test was held every two years, and he had already made the usual preparations.But yesterday, everything changed.Word arrived that, instead of sending representatives, the leaders of the top three guilds were attending in
S-rank Artifact
Garron walked into a smaller door within the room.Art assumed it must be where he kept his most valuable items, as strong waves of mana surged out the moment the door opened—only to weaken once Garron stepped inside. Some kind of safety mechanism, most likely.Garron returned about a minute later, a box in hand.Art's gaze locked onto it.This time, the box was pitch black. Strangely, he couldn’t sense anything from it—but he waited patiently.Garron placed it on a smaller table near the edge of the room."Here. Open it."This was his first high-end project since the death of Rena, the former Third Sword.During its creation, he’d realized just how rusty he’d become over the five years without practice.He’d needed to pause at a crucial point in the crafting process and hone his skills on lesser works before returning to the mask. The knowledge he’d begun to grasp from the book Art had given him made a noticeable difference.Much of the ancient information on craftsmanship and alchem
Formed Pact
"How did he find out?" Art mumbled while chewing on a fruit. Garron had seen right through him before leaving—clearly, a man who'd dealt with plenty of children and teenagers in his life.Night had fallen, and the synchronized chorus of insects performed a gentle orchestral hum across the forest.Art was currently lying on the thick branch of a large tree, his gaze fixed on the dark sky overhead.This tree would serve as his home for the night, as he had decided not to return to Yuh’s family house. At this point, there wasn’t much reason to go back.Maybe they were expecting him tonight, which, disappointing them on his part, wasn’t great—but sometimes, plans got ruined by circumstance.After everything he had learned, wandering around—especially at night—wouldn’t be the safest move for him anymore.He stared down at the fruit in his hand, his expression shifting into a frown. Not long ago, he was indulging in mouth-watering meals and warm beds. Now, he was stuck with fruit.Sure, he
A ticket to revenge
"I'm sorry for your loss. But I think you're making a mistake," Art said firmly. "You decided to throw your talent away because she was killed? Isn't that the same as letting her killer go free?"Garron's face dropped. "You never justified her death. Her killer must be out there, living quite the life.""You think I'm okay with that? There’s nothing I can do!" Garron burst out in a mix of sadness and frustration. "Trying to get revenge would only lead to more death.""And why is that?" Art pressed.Garron let out a sigh. "That armor I made for her, along with the artifacts, were the best I could produce. If her opponent destroyed even those... then anything else I make would be useless.""So, let me get this straight. You stopped crafting because you feel guilty for causing Jira's mother’s death, and you think your skills aren’t good enough to help bring her killer to justice?"Seeing no response, Art shook his head in disappointment. "So if there was a chance to help get rid of the
