Danial sat back down, his eyes still closed as he steadied his breathing. The morning light cast a gentle glow over the quiet training hall, but inside his body, the storm of energy churned as he cultivated Titan’s Endurance once more.Minutes turned into hours, and Danial remained steadfast, pushing his limits. His mind slipped deeper into the cultivation state, detached from the physical world around him. He could feel the tension in his muscles loosening, the strain on his body becoming more bearable as his endurance grew, bit by bit. Each pulse of energy left him more attuned to his body, sharpening his senses. Everything was focused on one goal: breaking through.Then, a sudden noise disturbed the silence.His ears twitched, and his eyes flickered open. For a moment, he thought it was just other students arriving for their morning practice. But the sound was more distinct—footsteps, several of them, accompanied by muttered voices. There was a certain arrogance in the way the step
The man grinned, a sickening smile that made Danial’s stomach churn. “I’m here to test you, of course,” he said, the amusement clear in his voice. But there was something deeper, something more menacing behind his words.Before Danial could react, the man vanished from his spot, reappearing directly in front of him in an instant. His speed was terrifying. Danial’s eyes barely had time to widen in shock before the man’s fist was coming straight for him.So fast!Danial raised his arms just in time to block the strike, but the impact was devastating. The punch landed with a thunderous force that sent shockwaves through Danial’s body. He was hurled backward like a ragdoll, crashing into the stone wall behind him. The wall cracked under the force of the blow, and Danial felt a sharp pain shoot through his chest. Blood spurted from his mouth as he collapsed to the ground, struggling to regain his breath. His arms trembled from the sheer force he had just absorbed.That punch…it wasn’t just
Danial's entire body shook as the pain became unbearable. He fell to one knee, gasping for breath, watching in despair as the Curse King loomed over him, hands forming that ominous dark-red orb. The sheer malevolence radiating from the sphere chilled Danial’s spine. His vision blurred, his mind racing."Damn it! Where are the professors? Where are the masters?!" Danial screamed inwardly, his heart thundering in his chest. “Where is Elysia? Where is Master Marvin? Am I really going to die here?”The Curse King’s cold smile widened as though reading Danial’s thoughts. “I know what you did,” he said, his voice smooth and venomous. “That roar... It wasn’t just a desperate attack. It was a call for help. An attempt to alert the academy, to summon your so-called protectors. A clever tactic, I’ll admit.” His eyes gleamed with twisted amusement. “But, unfortunately, boy, they’re too late.”Danial’s blood ran cold. He struggled to push himself up, his arms trembling violently, but his body was
Then, everything went silent.Danial’s eyes shot open, and for a moment, he couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. The unbearable pain was gone. His body felt strangely light, and when he looked down no blood. No more cracks in his skin, no blood, no excruciating pain. He felt… normal. He patted his chest, his arms, and his legs, searching for any sign of the curse, but there was none. It was as if it had never existed.He touched his chest, expecting to feel the lingering effects of the curse—but there was nothing. He was completely healed.But as his sense of relief started to settle in, Danial realized something was wrong.“What… happened?” he muttered, his voice echoing in the eerie silence. He stood up, taking in his surroundings, and his blood ran cold. The world around him was nothing like the academy. There were no walls, no doors, no familiar sights—just endless, boundless darkness. The ground beneath his feet was cold, stone-like, but there was no end in sight to the a
Danial slowly opened his eyes, blinking against the brightness that flooded his vision. His eyelids felt heavy, and his eyes watery, as if they hadn’t been open in years. He tried to gather his thoughts, willing himself to wake up fully, but before he could even lift his head, pain surged through his body like lightning.“Urgh… what the—” he groaned, his body stiffening as the sharp, unfamiliar ache crept from his toes all the way to his neck. Every muscle screamed at him."AH—!"His body jolted, instinctively pulling away from the agony. Big mistake. As soon as he shifted, his back hit the hard hospital bed, sending an even stronger wave of pain surging through every part of him.“Yep… I’m dead. I have to be. This can’t be life," he grumbled through clenched teeth, desperately trying to keep himself from moving even an inch further. "I died. That Curse King must’ve killed me, and now I’m being punished in the afterlife. Tortured for eternity. That’s the only logical explanation."Dan
As Danial’s friends continued to chatter around him, his world began to blur. Their voices faded into a distant hum, mere background noise to the storm raging inside his head. His eyes locked onto the doorway, where Sophie stood—the moment stretched, his thoughts spiraling into a deep, uncontrollable vortex of worry and uncertainty.What do I say to her? Danial thought, his mind racing. About Dad? About this academy? About everything that happened?His breath quickened. He hadn’t even come to terms with his father’s sudden reappearance, the battle with the Curse King, the injuries, or the secrets. And now, here stood his mother, her face pale, eyes wide with worry. She seemed as out of place in this strange world as he felt when he first arrived.How can I explain all of this? The weight of the truth, buried under layers of half-lies and omissions, crushed him. He feared what would happen if he exposed everything, yet the web he had spun around himself was growing too tangled to maint
As soon as Sophie’s stern voice filled the room, Gloria’s eyes narrowed. Her voice was cold but restrained as she said, "Miss Sophie, I request you speak with respect. Master Marvin is a highly respected and powerful figure in the academy."Sophie didn’t even flinch. Instead, her voice only grew louder, filled with raw emotion. "I don’t care about your so-called Master or his power. The only thing I care about is my son!" Her voice trembled slightly, but her gaze remained fixed on Danial, her face twisted with fear and anger. Pointing at him, she nearly shouted, "Look at him! If your Master is so powerful, why couldn’t he have protected my son from all of this? Why is he lying here like this, covered in bandages and barely able to move?"Gloria was taken aback, momentarily stunned by Sophie’s outburst. She clenched her fists and muttered, "It’s... hmph." Her frustration was evident, but before she could say more, Marvin raised a hand, signaling for her to hold back."Miss Sophie," Mar
Danial sat in silence, mulling over everything Marvin had just told him. The Curse King, the blacklist, the Ancient Ruins expedition—all of it weighed heavily on his mind. He couldn’t shake the feeling that there was still more to the story, more than anyone was telling him. As he replayed Marvin’s cryptic words, trying to make sense of it all, a soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.He looked over, and there, peeking through the slightly ajar door was Sara. Her head hovered just above the door frame, her wide grin making the moment almost comical. Danial sighed, letting out a tired breath."Sara, you don't have to spy like that," he said, shaking his head with amusement. "Whatever you want to say, just come in and talk."Sara chuckled as she pushed the door open and stepped inside, her usual energy radiating from her despite the somber setting. She wore her usual outfit, with her saber hanging conspicuously at her waist. Danial raised an eyebrow, glancing at the weapon."D