1 Chapter 1: Slaughter God

'Where's my pencil. I'm pretty sure I put it in my bag, so where is it?

This was the examination week for Tokyo Central High School. In class 3b, you could see a 15-year-old teenager rummaging through his bag pack. His dark blue hair suited his dark blue eyes. His build was normal with an above-average appearance.

'What the fuck! Someone stole my pencil. I swear to God, let me find the person who did this, I'm will fuck'em up,' said Set.

'Such a drag! Such bullshit!

And the exam paper says not to use a pen. Fuck I'm fucked,' Set was depressed because he has been studying for the mid-terms, and now he was going to fail because some idiot stole his pencil or the least possible case of him losing it.

'I must not let this slide! I'll find the son of a bitch who stole my pencil and beat the living shit out of them'. Said Set while fumes escaped through his nose. The teacher in charge of the examination saw Set. Observing what he was doing, teacher Smith walked up to Set with a calm, collected face.

"Why didn't you start the exam student Set?" asked the teacher, looking at Set. "Sir, I've lost my pencil, and the exam says not to use a pen. What should I do, sir?"

"Well, use your pen. I'll talk to the subject teacher", said the teacher looking at Set.

"Thank you, sir" Set was finally relieved as he was now able to start the exam.

'Even though I've lost some time, I can make it up, no problem'. But then it hit him, he placed his pen with his pencil, and when he was looking for his pencil, he remembered that his pen wasn't there. 'No calm down, calm down, I'm pretty sure it's there'

Then, optimistically, he opened his bag, only to be furious, 'My pen's gone too. What the hell, who did this to me?! Mother fuckers!!!' said Set infuriated.

Clearly, someone did this on purpose, because the chances of a lazy guy like him losing both his pencil and his pen didn't seem right. After all, if he lost them, wouldn't it mean he'd have to make an effort to find new ones. And for a guy like Set to make an effort, was simply put in his words "A drag!"

And to make matters worse, he actually studied for the mid-terms, and for a genius like him to study meant that, he hadn't been paying attention in class. You're probably thinking" what kind of genius doesn't like to study. Well, Set was never an ordinary genius. First and for most, he's the laziest bum you'll ever meet in your life. Secondly, he doesn't like to study but contradicting that he always gets good grades, that's because he pays attention in class. Whatever comes out of the teacher's mouth would always find itself shelved in the permanent memory cabinet of Set's glorious mind. But lately, he hasn't been paying attention, and that's because he's turning 16 tomorrow.

The big deal of turning 16 was that his celestial spirit would be born. Celestial spirits were creatures manifested by the union of the natural energy of the environment and the power of the soul. There were two types of celestial spirits, the first type was an equipment type celestial spirits. That would transform into equipment the moment they were born. These types of celestial spirits were the most common. The other type were sacred beasts, which were the physical manifestation of the heavenly spirit giving them a form, allowing them to fight side by side with their owner.

The equipment types are further divided into six. Which are: Battle Armor, Battle weapon, Enhancers, Manipulator, Lifesavers, and finally, Great Creators. Out of which, "Great Creator" was unbelievably, stupendously rare. It was said that you had a better chance of being struck by Emperor-class tribulation lightning, getting your body and soul wiped out from existence, then miraculously surviving only to go through that second time, than to get a Great Creator type celestial spirit.

Battle armors were armor type equipment, battle weapons were weapon type equipment, Enhancers were equipment that could enhance the innate abilities and physical status of the user, Manipulators were equipment that allowed the user to manipulate certain aspects of the environment, Lifesavers were equipment that would save the user from imminent danger and Great Creators were equipment types which would allow an individual to create and manipulate objects.

There were also classes of celestial spirits. From weakest to strongest Demon-class, Saint-class, World-class, Sky-class, and Emperor-class.

'Sure hope it's a Lifesaver type ... Or a Manipulator type, if it were these two, I wouldn't have to go and fight those damned celestial beasts. Why? Why?! Why Did my innate ability have to be a fire type? Why! Why! What did I do to get this cursed flame', Set held out his hands, and a small blue flame appeared, changing the temperature of the surroundings by a pathetically small degree.

'Cursed flames, the government is taking more and more of these destructive abilities into their ranks.' said Set, looking at his flames.

Everyone has innate abilities, innate abilities are abilities that are awakened when a person reaches the age of twelve. Innate abilities have been classified into three. Destructive type, defense type, and support type. Battle weapons were destructive types while Battle armors and lifesavers were defense types. It doesn't matter who you are, a princess, or a farmer, as long as you are born in this world, your innate abilities would fall into one of the categories. The rest didn't have a clear-cut category. For example, Enhancers were both destructive and defensive as they increase the person's fitness and innate ability.

Unfortunately, the person couldn't choose what power they get or what category they would fall into.

'Please, please, God, I only have one wish. I wish I had a lifesaver celestial spirit, please. Please grant me this wish, God ... Or better yet tomorrow, when my spirit beast reveals its self, please don't make it a Battle armor type or a Battle weapon type or an Enhancer type.

The reason Set didn't want the Battle armor, the Battle weapon or the Enhancer type was because if he awakens this type of celestial spirit, he was forced to go to the forefront and fight the celestial beasts. And it was simply a drag for him to fight the celestial beasts. And to even hope for a Great Creator celestial spirit, was nothing short of insanity!

'Why am I getting off-topic here? Where was I, uh ... oh, yes, I'm going to kill the person who did this to me. But more importantly, what am I supposed to do about the test, I can't tell teacher Smith that I lost my pen too, so what am I supposed to do? Well, at least I've read each of the questions and I know the answers. I guess I'll ask for someone's pencil after they're done.'

Then Set began to wait until someone had finished, but he overestimated them because no matter how long he waited, no one had finished. After half an hour, the teacher notified the students, "Check your answers if you've finished, and finish quickly and neatly if you haven't, you've got exactly 3 minutes and 43...42...41". The students were in a frenzy, Set was no exception.

'Less than 3 minutes. You, stupid bastards, is advanced physics really that hard?!' Set was one step away from yelling, 'Am I really going to fail this test because of this, No! I'm not going to accept it. I'm going to prick my finger and use my blood as ink and my finger as a pen... Haha, I'm a genius.' Then, as Set was lost in despair, he heard a voice inside his head.

'MANIFEST' Then, out of nowhere, Set saw a pencil placed neatly on his desk.

'What the?! Has this been here all the time? No, no. That's not it'. At that moment Set was exhilarated back to life. But that was quickly dimmed by the teacher's plain voice, "students that you've had one minute left. 60 ... 59 ... 58"

At that moment, time slowed down to the point you thought it had stopped. Set had transformed, if his previous temperament was carefree and cool, it had now become one of absolute power. Set was now the same as a master swordsman, but instead of a sword he had his pencil and a target, he had demonized questions that he mercilessly attacked with complex but simple answers. "45 ... 44 ... 43", he attacked all the questions, and at one point he broke his pencil in two, and after sharpening the second half of his pencil, he used both of his hands to attack and obliterate the demonized questions.

"20 ... 19 ... 18 ..." Set was now the same as the god of slaughter, with every question he faced, he slaughtered them with ease. The students who saw Set in his slaughter god state were both frightened and full of envy.

"10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7" Set was now on the last question, No, Set was about to face the demon boss, he was covered in the blood of his killed enemies, it looked as if he had decided to swim in a pool of blood. Set using the power of his two mighty swords/pencils, destroyed the question to the point of no recognition.

"Students stop writing and put down your pencils. I'm going to collect your test sheets." Then teacher Smith calmly collected the test sheets from the students. As he collected Set's paper, he noticed that Set's answers were written in an unattractive but readable handwriting.

'Unbelievable! He had less than three minutes, and he answered all the questions. What a beast'. The teacher couldn't help but silently praised his student.

"Student Set, stay here after everyone leaves, I want to discuss a matter with you", Set hearing this was confused. 'What matter could teacher Smith possibly want to discuss?' He asked himself l, but there was only one way to find out! So he calmly said,

"Sure"