Thirteen days after the incident at the Angel's Tears Falls dungeon, it was the day of entry to the academy. It was an indescribably beautiful academy. There was a forest the size of three football fields. Near the academy, I looked at it with admiration and surprise. "Verslekin Academy is truly beautiful, as they say. It's the oldest academy ever built, called the Academy of the Gifted." "You, you!" Someone interrupted my thoughts with a friendly tone. I turned towards the sound to see who was calling me. "Yes, who is it?" I looked at a beautiful woman dressed in black, holding a small notebook and a pen in her suit pocket. "Are you Yuta Cassiral?" "Yes, that's me. Who are you?" "I'm supervising you until you graduate from Verslekin Academy," she said with pride and self-respect. "I'm truly honored to meet you." She looked at me with a questioning and confused look. "Thank you. You are the student who achieved first place in the written and practical exams." I was surprised by Her question was, "How can you talk to me when you don't even know who I am?" "Yes, it's me." She pointed with her finger, signaling us to go. "Okay, we'll go and I'll show you your room." I followed her towards my apartment. The apartment I was going to was the one I would be staying in for many years, so it had to be amazing, especially since I was the number one student. After a while, she opened a door leading to my room. "This is your room." My face showed surprise. It was bigger than my apartment in my palace. It was amazing. "Wow, it's big and beautiful." A beautiful smile appeared on her face at my reaction. "That's right, Yuta Cassiral. You are the first student at the Vrsalkin Academy, but you must be careful of the current first-year students because they will be your enemies and rivals, so you must be wary of them." A confident smile appeared on my face after hearing his words. "Okay, thank you for my advice, but you haven't told me your name yet." A little embarrassment appeared on her face. "My name is Moralia. Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you too." Her embarrassed expression turned serious. "Let's get back to what's important. For now, your rivals, Yuta, are..." Lucy Kathalie, Gray, Beatrice, and Roichi—I interrupted him with a sly smile, as if they were nothing. "Don't count them as rivals for me right now. The real rivals haven't appeared yet."
"I need you to reserve a room for me at the blacksmiths' ward tomorrow. I need it." She quickly wrote my request in her notebook. "Okay, Yuta Cassiral, it will be ready tomorrow as you wish. And now I'm leaving. Take good care of yourself." After she finished speaking, she left the room with light steps. I watched her leave, surprised by her excessive activity. "She's gone… Tomorrow I'll craft my weapon, Kamish… System, I want to ask you something. How many years are left until Goku obtains the Cunning Writer ability?"
{Creator Master, Goku has four years left until he obtains the Cunning Writer ability.}
An inexplicable excitement appeared on my face after reading the System window. "That's good. You can leave… I'll take a short walk and check out the Vrsalkin Academy before classes start."
Three hours later As I wandered through the academy, I heard the clash of swords in the training room. A surge of curiosity gripped me, and I entered the training arena to find two men training. I was astonished by what I saw. "What's this? Grei versus Ruichi? Why don't I watch them train?"
The two swords were about to clash with tremendous force. *Slack... Slack... Slack* Grei, excitedly pushing his companion's sword, shouted, "Fight with all your might, Ruichi!" A wicked smile spread across his face.
"As you wish.
BOOM!
A huge explosion occurred, and after the dust settled, Gray's sword was destroyed. The victor was Ruichi. Gray lay on the ground with some minor injuries, while Ruichi was unharmed. He was a descendant of the Dragon Bloodline and possessed a near-infinite mana reservoir. They heard applause and turned to see a young man of average build, with black hair covering his forehead and violet eyes, laughing cheerfully. "So, you're Yuta Casseraal, the one who got first place in the written and practical exams?" I looked at him with admiration and surprise that he recognized me at first glance. "Yes, that's me. Why do you ask?"
Angrily, he looked at me. "I'm Ruichi, from the bloodline of the hero Luther, who fought the Demon King two thousand years ago. I'm of pure blood. I ranked 3rd in the practical exam." "That's good, but what does that have to do with me?" "What does it have to do with you? If it were you, you'd be second." My words were mocking and indifferent. I scoffed at his words, "Well, no big deal, don't take it personally." Several veins bulged on his forehead at my indifference. "Fight me, Yuta Cassiral, right now!" I shrugged, looking at him dismissively. "Fine, whatever you want, Ruichi. Let's fight." A black and white sword emerged, sharp on both sides, its hilt adorned with two dragon heads. He looked at my sword with a mocking smile. "You have a beautiful sword." I placed my hand on the back of my head, smiling. "Thanks for the compliment." The mocking smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. "But that doesn't mean it's strong." He aimed the sword in attack, a grin from ear to ear. "We'll see, Ruichi." He launched an attack immediately upon hearing Grei's command, and the two swords clashed. But the force of my attack was so powerful that Ruichi was propelled at the speed of light against a wall. Grei was astonished by what he saw. A descendant of a hero and one of the greatest talents since the foundation had lost on the first attack. "Are you kidding me?" He had fainted from the force of the attack. Grei rushed towards him, worried. Regarding his close friend's condition, Ruichi's body was covered in blood and riddled with injuries. "What did Yayota do to him?" he asked, his voice filled with worry. I met his concern with indifference, as if I hadn't done anything. "I didn't do anything to him, Gree." I sighed, a sigh of frustration at Gree's murderous stare. A faint green light appeared in my hands, directed at his injured body. I glanced at Gree, suspicious of my intentions. "I'll use healing magic." Shock registered on his face. "You can use magic." As Ruichi's injuries healed, they seemed to disappear. "Yes, I can use all kinds of magic. Okay, let's continue healing our friend." He turned his gaze to Ruichi, who was beginning to open his eyes. "Are you alright, Ruichi?" As he opened his eyes with difficulty, he replied, "Yes, I'm fine."
But what happened, Grie? He fell on his backside, sighing with relief, then looked back at his friend. "I lost it with the first hit and then fainted." I got up from where my sword was resting in the dimensional void. "I have to leave. Goodbye. See you tomorrow at the magic-use class." I left the training area, heading towards my apartment.
The next day, in the blacksmith's room...
*Click, click, click*
"While wiping the sweat from my forehead," I said, "I still need to place the Union Gem and use the same hellfire, the black fire." I held my breath until my chest puffed out. "Mmm, woof!"
*Boo, boom, boom!*
A loud explosion occurred inside the blacksmith's room, causing the person in charge to rush towards the source of the blast. When he arrived, a cold sweat covered his back from the shock. "What happened here?" I asked, wiping the back of my head, embarrassed. "Nothing. I finished crafting my special sword, Kamish. It's ready now." After a while, I was reprimanded by the person in charge for my recklessness.
"I "I'm late for my first class. I'll take a transfer because..." I said, placing my sword in the space after me. I sighed upon arrival, a sigh of relief at having arrived fifteen minutes early. "Here I am, fifteen minutes before the class starts." "I'll go into the section where I'll be studying, the elite section." A section that only allows entry to the top eleven. "You," I heard a girl's arrogant voice, but I ignored it, several veins bulging in her head. "I'm talking to you." I ignored her words and her presence, my gaze fixed on her, a look of indifference on my face. "Who are you?" Her expression was a mixture of embarrassment and anger. "Have you forgotten who I am?" "Yes, I don't remember other names." "Well, I'm Lucy Kethali, and I'll be your rival as long as you're in the Freslakin Academy." I ignored her words and didn't take them seriously. "Okay, no problem." Professor Sahar entered. She was a beautiful woman with long black hair that reached She lost her way, her brown eyes wide. She spoke in a calm tone as she placed her hand on her desk, "Students, return to your seats... I will be your Magic Teacher for this year. My name is Yusupra." After introducing herself, she introduced herself to all the students. "After we've all been introduced... please proceed outside to the training ground so I can assess your level." After a while, Yusupra was holding a list of student ranks. The order was based on our scores in the entrance exam; it wasn't random. "The first student is Yuta Cassiral. He has strength in using magic," she said, pointing towards the testing area. "Yes, teacher," I said, heading towards it. When I arrived, I gathered blue flames in my right hand with a calm voice.
A look of surprise crossed my face. "How did they reach this rank?"
[They were born with this power.]
A hint of frustration crossed my face. "This is completely illogical. It's clearly a fabrication by the writer... Well, you can go." I put my hand to my chin to clear my mind. "And what should I do? Leave them alone, or go to them and make a deal with the Dragon King for revealing such a dangerous secret... What should I choose? What have I decided? I'll choose: go to them and make a deal with the Dragon King for revealing such a dangerous secret." I headed towards them eagerly. "I'd rather go after trouble than have it come to me." "You are Asteros and Vanessa." Shock was written all over their faces. "How did he know our real names?" "Who are you?" "My name is Iota Casseral." A hint of confusion appeared. On their faces, "How did you know who we are?" A confident smile spread across my face. "I don't just know your names, but who you are too. You are both sons of the Dragon King Averroes, and both of you are of the rank of Holy Ruler, right?" A sly smile spread across Asteros's face. "Hahaha, you know things that a mortal with filthy blood shouldn't know. This will be your graveyard, and the grave of whoever gave you such dangerous information." He looked at him with a look of arrogance and clear mockery. "What? You're going to get rid of me? How ridiculous! Let's see what you two will do... System: I want to activate the ability to manipulate genes."
[Okay, what do you want to manipulate?]
"I want you to make the dragon's genes 99%."
[Yes, sir.]
My genes began to change completely. I became 99% dragon genes. My appearance changed drastically. My muscles became very prominent. Dragon scales covered my hands and parts of my body. My hair turned long and red, reaching my back. I had dragon eyes. Two bloodshot eyes. "Let's start fighting." Shocked expressions appeared on their faces. "Incomplete dragon transformation." Vanessa, confused, asked, "Are you a dragon?" "Yes, I'm a dragon. Shall we begin fighting?" She shot forward at the speed of light. Vanessa was stunned by the speed she witnessed. "What speed!" But I landed a powerful punch to Asterius's stomach, sending him flying several meters. "Ugh! What terrifying power!" A wicked smile appeared on my face as I grabbed him by the top of his shirt. "Hahaha! You wanted to kill me, didn't you? We'll see who dies." "You! Leave my brother alone!" She threw a punch at me, but it didn't move me an inch. "How come he didn't budge? My punch could destroy worlds!" "Good. Now it's my turn. Take this." He kicked her in turn.
Her stomach was ripped to pieces, sending her flying. "What kind of power is this? I'm immobilized after a single blow. How ironic! After completing Stage A, which was demonstrating my strength so they would know who ruled here, it's time for Stage B—the stage of rational and civilized speech." "Well, can we speak?" Asteros, who was treating her injuries, and his sister both had shocked and confused expressions on their faces. "Is all this just so we can talk?" I said, feigning innocence, "I wanted to talk to you, but you tried to kill me." "True, we tried to kill you, but who exactly are you?" "Who I am is something I can't talk about right now, but why are you outside my palace? ...Wait a moment while I return to my original form." After a few minutes, I returned to my original form, and my genes were as they had been. "And answer my question: why are you outside my palace?" Asteros said, embarrassed, "Our father ordered us to leave the world of dragons so we could learn more about human mentality." "So that's the reason, then. It seems your father knew everything that happened," I said, while placing his hand on her stomach. My chin twitched. "How did you know he was eavesdropping on us, and by what means?" I pointed at them. "Through your necklace and your brother's ring. How do I know this? It's a secret I can't reveal." Then the Dragon King, who seemed puzzled, asked, "Who is this person? I've never heard of him before in the Dragon World." He said, "His name is Yuta Cassiral. I've heard of this family. The family was wiped out under mysterious circumstances, leaving only two members, Yuta and Seri. Rumors say that his genes were tampered with by the head of the family, making him 40% dragon, 30% demon, and 30% angel. But how does he possess all this power? I must make him my ally at any cost." I headed towards my room, and as I wandered around, I developed a severe headache. Blood began to trickle from my head for no logical reason. I had become accustomed to the illogical injuries I sustained. Someone would get hurt, and I had to share their pain. I felt a certain familiarity in this academy and area, as if I had visited it before. But when and how? It was strange that I was just an eight-year-old girl. Ignoring these strange memories belonging to the original owner, I headed to my room to find relief from these strange feelings and sensations. The next day, during a swordsmanship class, our supervisor spoke enthusiastically, "Students, you will be practicing with real swords—in other words, you will be training with your own swords—and we will begin tomorrow, understood?" In unison, we shouted, "Understood, Master!" He directed us to the training center. "Let's see your current abilities. The first competitors are Yuta and Lucy." After several minutes in the fighting arena, Lucy said, "You're the one who wanted to fight me, right?" She pointed her sword at me with a confident smile. "Yes, I'm the one who wanted to fight you and asked the Master for it. Are you afraid, Yuta?" "You're funny. I'm afraid of you. Let's begin," said the Master, annoyed by our chatter. "Begin!" We launched at high speed. "You're so slow, Lucy!" I skillfully dodged all of Lucy's attacks. Lucy launched at high speed, veins visible on her forehead, directing her gray aura at the blade of her sword, which began to turn light blue.
[Strike] [Moon Blades]
A sly smile spread across my face. "You arrogant Lucy."
[Strike: King's Hands 12]
A dark aura shot from my sword blade. We launched at high speed. The clash of the two attacks was incredibly powerful, resulting in a massive explosion.
Boom! Boom!
After the dust settled, they found Lucy lying on the ground, her training sword broken. Shock was etched on her face as she stared at her shattered sword. "How could I lose to him again? How could a mere X-ranker defeat me when I'm a Saint? He might be higher than the rank he shows everyone." After a while, we headed to the next class, a monster contracting session. "Hello, students. I'm the instructor who will be teaching you how to contract with monsters to help you in the battles you'll be fighting. Has anyone contracted with a monster?" she said, a beautiful smile on her face. Lucy and I spoke in unison. She turned to me with an admiring smile. "Okay, Yuta Cassiral, who are you contracted with?" "I'm contracted with the Asgard Dragon, nicknamed Locker." Gray, who was a little angry, started calling me a liar. "Stop lying! How could someone of Rank X contract with Asgard?" A huge, unsettling smile of confidence appeared. "Really? Let's see if I'm lying or not. Asgard, come out!" A great dragon emerged, hundreds of times larger than the training ground. It was a dark blue dragon. "Yes, sir." I looked at it anxiously, fearing the destruction of the academy and getting into trouble with it. "First, transform into your human form because in your dragon form you will destroy the entire training area." Asgard spoke with some embarrassment. "Yes, sir, as you wish." He began to revert to his human form, appearing as a young man full of strength and might. The teacher turned to Lucy, a beautiful smile still on her face. "It's your turn, Lucy Kathali." A smile of vanity and arrogance appeared on her features as she pointed a finger at her. "I A contract with the ruler of time, Kimra… "Ruler of Time, I summon you." A beautiful woman with long, shoulder-length hair and golden eyes appeared, wearing gold and white clothes, unlike Asgard's. Her appearance was a testament to perfection. She spoke in a calm and composed tone, "What do you want from me, my contract?" Her gaze was directed at someone who somewhat resembled her. "Azgard, brother, what are you doing here?" Ana and Lucy showed signs of shock, confusion, and dissatisfaction all at once. She spoke in an incoherent tone, "What? But how can this be, Asgard?" He looked at me in surprise. "I consider myself the ruler of space, and she is the ruler of time." A moment of realization came to me, and I understood that it made sense if we thought about it for a moment. "I understand." Lucy, who was incredulous and didn't want to believe what she was hearing, said, "You're joking with me, Kimra. Stop joking." She spoke in a calm tone, ignoring her sobs. "It's the truth. You both consider my contract to be the ruler of spacetime." We accepted the situation quickly; there was no point in making things more complicated. "Okay, no problem." A bright light emanated from my finger and from Lucy's wrist. "What is this?" Chimera began to explain. "It's the Time Lady's bracelet, and he'll get the Space Lord's ring." A distant bark made my heart leap in the training ground. I shook my head. "What's that sound?" Lucy, looking pleased, said, "It's my dog." A shiver ran through me after hearing his words. "I know, but is he coming?" "Yes, he's over there." I turned to find only dust. "Where did Roichi go?" Everyone burst out laughing.