Days passed and soon it was time for Mane to leave the planet of the Celestial Emperor. Well, he wasn’t the only one leaving. It was time for the professors to return to their academies with their students – both old and new. In front of the portal that could transport them back to their academies, Mane stood with his friends as they bid each other goodbye. Well, something close to that at least. To give them some privacy, the other professors had gone on ahead with the students, standing a few tens of meters away from the Silver Wolves.“Our great Supreme, our captain and leader, the Unbended is finally leaving us. Whatever are we to do?” Abe waved his hands theatrically as he feigned sadness and pain.His words caused Selina and the twins to snicker. Only Aegeus snorted before shooting Abe a deathly stare. As for Mane, he could only smile wryly at Abe’s comments. He didn’t know when it had started since he had been away for so long in the Dreamscape, but Abe had become more easy goi
“What a brilliant welcome,” Poseidon slowly moved towards the teenage looking Zeus and Atlas with a broad smile on his face.The god of the waves floated elegantly upon a bident, his eyes briefly scanning Atlas before finding his brother’s immature figure.“You have grown weak, brother,” Poseidon chuckled as he slowly flew towards his brother.Atlas, who had been on guard since Poseidon’s appearance, frowned upon seeing the god of the waves getting closer to a much weaker Zeus. His figure flashed as he appeared before Zeus, shielding him from the gaze of his own blood brother. “You have fallen low brother. Now, you require the protection of a titan? Hilarious.” Poseidon mocked as he locked eyes with the delicate looking Atlas. “Of course I have fallen. Not only was I betrayed by my own son, but I also almost died. What did you expect will happen when one who is considered as part of the big three of Olympus approaches a fallen god?” Zeus did not mind his brother’s comments.Instead
“This…is amazing,” Mane’s eyes widened as he took in the sight before him.The young Supreme was seated on Roxanne. The beautiful dark horse had been granted the power of flight by Crystal who had no trouble casting a flight Lease on the lovely beast. While this was not a permanent condition, it would last hours, and that was thanks to Crystal’s expert command over Chaos. Any other person would have been able to cast this Lease for just under a few minutes. Mane was no exception to this. Even if his power was not sealed, he would not be able to use this Lease to liberally. If this Lease was that practical, it would have been popularized.Next to him, Professors Stern and Stanley, and Dean Desmond had smile plastered on their faces as they watched the Supreme’s gobsmacked reaction to the impressive sight before him. Behind the professors were the students, both old and new. While the older students, Kahn, Frost, Bel, and Maia were floating on their own, the new students had to be envel
"Grab that bastard!" There was commotion in the market square as a hooded figure jumped over a table filled with apples and sprinted towards the exit of the market square. The shout came from one of the guards who immediately proceeded to chase the figure. The running figure was seemed calm and composed as he continued to run towards the exit that had been blockaded and was chock-full of guards. The guard who shouted for his arrest was the captain of the royal guards. An elite wielder with mastery over the earth element and with a strength 'glow'.Wielders were individuals who had awakened their bloodlines and had gained a certain amount of control over an element. The captain had awakened a rank nine bloodline, a superior rank bloodline. The bloodline he awakened was that of the dark lion, a legendary creature that caused earthquakes on a whim. The glow he inherited was a strengthening glow. A glow is an ability that is obtained upon awakening one's bloodline
Mane was currently on the second level of the school library. It had been a week since he was admitted. Classes were great and studies were fine. Since all the first years were mostly six year olds, the first three years of school was aimed at increasing their intelligence. Actual combat training and fieldwork would begin in their 4th year.Mane was reading a book on Basic Strategies for Beginners. However he was not alone. Two 6 year olds sat across Mane's table. These six year olds were Mane's roommates. They shared the same looks and were identical twins. They were talking about the hottest topic in the kingdom- the death of Baron Coal. "It's a surprise that the Baron was killed. I mean with his intelligence and protection from the king, how could this happen", one of the six year olds stated while brushing his brown hair away from his face.Mane looked at the boy who asked the question- John- as one would a dim-witted person.
Mane looked at the towering mountains before him and felt strangely at peace. He walked forward and sat upon a chair-shaped rock which oddly enough, was placed before the 5th mountain. He sat there for about 5 minutes listening to their whispers. He did not understand the language they spoke but he could make out some common words- Sam, hunter, gods, emperor, the eternal, asteroth and ushaki. He had no idea how he could understand those words so he reckoned that they wanted him to hear just that. Mane was a patient boy. He waited until the voices died down before he spoke. "I want to ask a question". For about 30 seconds there was no reply but Mane knew they heard and understood him so he did not speak out again. "Hehe, he wants to ask a question", spoke the voice from the 6th mountain. "Should we allow him", spoke the voice from the 9th mountain. "He should be allowed. For he is us and we are him", this time it was the voice from the 3rd mountain that spoke. Mane looked at the moun
Are there any questions?" Mr. Aikens had just concluded the lecture for the day- Glows and their benefits- and had proclaimed himself available to answer any question. Mr. Aikens, though not the best teacher of the academy, was certainly one of the best the academy could offer.Like every good teacher out there, he wanted to ensure that none of his students left his class with any doubt hidden in the depths of their minds. Mr. Aikens sighed in frustration when he recalled the difficulty of a person becoming a wielder.Every year group had several individuals awakening their bloodlines with the average number over the years being 100 out of the five hundred students accepted into the academy. Yet the number of wielders produced by the Neces branch was a pitiful average of twenty five.This was because though one out of five students could awaken their bloodlines, the difficulty of getting a technique suitable for th
Abelard looked curiously at the yellow haired child he had been observing for the past few weeks. Under normal circumstances he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to anyone in his class yet. After all, they were a long distance away from awakening their bloodlines to pose any physical threat. As for posing an intellectual threat, that was highly unlikely. He showed extra attention to this boy because he knew that just like him, he was one of the students who got in via a recommendation. Normally, this would not be enough to warrant his keen observation. It wasn't common knowledge but he was not a person who paid much heed to issues that were not of his concern. It was what his father told him made him mindful of the boy."Look at this picture carefully Abe. Burn it into your eyes and engrave it in your mind. When you get to the academy and you meet this boy, do not under any circumstances, offend him! It will be best if you could befriend him. If no