15 New People

*Ryan's Mind*

"So the 8th perfected version of my discipline has come into existence. I want to observe you break the heights of all others before you and conquer the things you were destined to."

Ryan overheard this voice and was puzzled at what was going on as all he identifies in his mind was black hazy mist and consumed all vision 5 feet in front of him. His head started to go in pain just being in there as if someone is trying expanding it each minute.

The pain he experienced was like thousand of needles boring into his body consistently cause him to stay conscious. He felt like he needs going forwards to discover the voice he overheard earlier as it might be a guide.

Ryan's had disregarded everything happening outside like the old man pushing down on his body trying to devastate him slowly. He forgot Inkeri and Hemming's existence as these things didn't matter to him but what did was getting rid of this pain.

He kept walking onward aimlessly for what seemed like forever but felt like he got nigher to voices. As he was going forwards to keep on trekking to encounter the person behind this voice but was stopped it talking again.

"Ryan or Fanden, you may not perceive me now but you will in the future. I hope this time you will approach face to face instead of like this but before that you require to find out about you and the rest of you."

Ryan kept looking at where voice was coming from but everytime he shifted it would follow as if his head was locked into place but his body was turning. He experienced another surge of pain in his head causing him to become paralyzed and unable to move.

"You may represent the most capable version of my discipline, but you are so pathetic that my voice cause you pain. Well anyways while you discover a way to endure, I will establish a way for your other piece to come here."

Ryan experienced another wave of energy assault his head but this time he called upon his colored soul flame to suck away this unusual energy. Instead all the elements in his soul flame got locked away leaving only one color which he had ne'er seen until now.

All he witnesses in the exact center of the flower shaped soul flame was an dark ivory color with all the other leaves that hold color drooping or curled up. The flower seemed like it was dying out gradually and started to resist Ryan's control over it decided to go back as the energy in the mind was extremely dangerous.

"Oh you gain the most dynamic element but for that ability you had to sacrifice the use of all other rights now. I applaud for obtaining this as only one other version found it but until you discover him you need to figure out what it is and how to utilize it. You need to grow and if you find other discipline or members then they will aid you merely show them your blood."

Ryan at this point was laid out on the floor unresponsive, but the voice knew that he could overhear him no matter what was said. Ryan started moving his mouth but nothing came to greet the voice but the voice comprehended what he was mouthing.

"Indeed. Absolutely, I get you wanting to comprehend why this is happening to you but our buddy entering us can inform you everything. I recommend receiving all the intriguing details from him as he is an fascinating character or should I say you are."

Ryan looked up at the sky still but the mental shocks prevented him from getting up, moving, or scarcely thinking. He wanted to ask questions but if he didn't focus on enduring then he felt he would pass out for good.

The world started rumbling and the murky fog started swirling up into a ball tearing at the area it was gathering. The fog condenses to the point of cracks appearing in the area until it shattered like glass.

When the area shattered, the fog went exploding outward like a bullet and the section that went outward toward Ryan but when it got to him. It enshrouds him as if preserving him and calmed down the pain in his mind to the point he could think.

"Amara, you have been living for millions of years yet you nevertheless derive pleasure in tormenting a little kid."

Fanden 7, it's been a bit since I last observe you.I must say you have gotten fiercer but did you ever complete that one goal set by six."

"Old man, it's so like you to disregard questions when they're sought but yeah I did but sadly everything caught up to me."

Ryan noticed he wasn't in pain when the voice came into this world and started to speak to the other voice. He started getting up to note a man with skin that looks like black steel that would reflect in certain light but other angles it would be consumed.

He looked at the man's legs to examine that it looked like bones coming out but in the shape of blades. They had been dyed red from use but instead of being dull they were sharp as if they could pierce through sturdy metal with ease.

He shifted his head up further to look at the torso as the legs imparted him a familiar feeling. He saw a sturdy build in which seemed very plain except at the back which he receives a pair of four wings.

The wings possessed a feathery look causing them to seem delicate but if he is identifying what he believes he is subsequently they should be like his bladed legs. Before going to the head he turns to the arms to reassure that his guess is correct because there is a chance he can't trust what's going on.

The arms themselves were normal except they have they were also bearing a black iron look. This left Ryan confused as each part was as he imaged but the arms remain the sole outlier so far but he lastly examines the head of the man.

He observes a face that retained a demonic look, but that would still captivate anyone who saw with eyes that look like the a starry night more than eyes. His hair reached his back but instead of it being a particular color it would constantly change to various colors.

Ryan's guess on which this man was in his mind was exceedingly easy as all features that he sees formerly look like a perfected version of his imaginations. Ryan decided to try to speak up to identify why he foresees either his future self or why he has been torture as much as he has.

"Greetings other Ryan or me."

The demonic figure smirked at Ryan producing chills running down his back from the sudden change. "Ryan, call me Fanden as it is more appropriate and eventually it will be for you."

"Ok Fanden, Is it okay if I inquire why my head felt like exploding from the voice that talks randomly."

"Amara, so you were tormenting him with your strength. I ponder how those guys will feel when they hear about it."

Amara started sweating at this prospect and told Fanden, "We don't need to talk about this anymore as you are finally here I can ultimately leave. One thing before I go Fanden this one is demonstrating decent mental abilities but compare to him this one needs some of work."

"Ok but how's his souls strength compared to my starting place?"

"At least doubled but seeing as you came to early for me to finish I am uncertain."

"It's unlike you to be unsure."

"Well I'm employing a more effective method than one of those stones."

"Fair enough. Ryan, is there anything you want to know before I give you a rundown?

"By all means, where are we?" said Ryan as he looked around confused as he scarcely remembered that he was just being suppressed.

"This vile foggy place is your mind and how you desire it to be so if you want to alter it to anything you can. It's possible to train in here, but it's merely possible to practise what your mind can process so in theory it's a effective method but in practice without a teacher useless."

Ryan looked around to see darkness and felt he was at home, so he concluded his mind's world remain his secure place. This in itself rose another question was he stuck in here or remains his body somewhere else because last time he checked a person can't shove body into a mind.

When Fanden heeded the question, he snickered, "Ryan it's simple your conscious move into here and you can it out so your body is still independent."

"What? Therefore, that means I'm still being thrashed! Oh no what about Inkeri?"

Fanden circulated his hand into the air and clenched which performed a sudden tug on Ryan and an orb that reflected the outside into this abyssal world. Ryan witnesses this and his body being assaulted still but when he tried to move his consciousness a shackle clasped him down.

"The fuck is this chain and where did it come from?"

"Ryan, the man, outside is restricting your body bit by bit and so he will gradually take away your power and subdue the fox."