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God of Adaptation

This is a story of a forsaken boy born in the dark side of the world. Threading in the darkness, the boy soon adapted to it. Now, with the power of darkness in his grasp, he set out to find the light.

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Killian Gladius II

"Are you sure you can break the prison bars?"

Killian asked in a low voice.

He still couldn't believe what the boy beside him told him as they conversed in low voices.

Regis nodded confidently.

They had talked to each other in the past few hours and learned more about one another.

At first, Regis was wary as he didn't think that this blonde boy would divulge his plans so easily until he noticed something in his eyes.

'All that is fueling him is his hatred and his will to complete his revenge…'

Regis even suspected that after all this was done, then it wouldn't be strange if Killian took his own life.

After all, his eyes were screaming "I have nothing to lose anymore".

Still, he could feel that he seemed very talented as he sensed the yellow spark from him time and time again as they conversed.

'I'll see what I can do…'

Regis thought to himself, 'Hmmm, it should be about time…'

Then, as if on cue, a shout sounded again.

"What!? There's this fog again!"

"Just what the hell is this!?"

"It's a pity that the mages of the manor are gone…"

"Shhh! Don't talk about that!"

The guards outside were in an uproar as the dungeon was submerged in fog.

(Brother, good news! I can't sense the Count's mana signature anymore! The maids also talked about how he goes outside every night.)

Hearing Pandora's voice, Regis smiled and scattered his mana in the mist, (Very good. Let's meet outside in an hour, okay?)

(Understood, Brother! Do you want me to stop the magic spell?)

(No. But can you make it thicker?)

(I'll see what I can do.)

(Use most of your mana in order to cover the manor so we can communicate in real time, okay?)

(Understood, Brother!)

"Hey why did you suddenly go quiet?" Killian asked from the side.

Regis glanced at him and smiled, "I told you earlier that I have a companion, right? I'm talking to her right now."

"So this mist is your doing…?"

Killian looked pleasantly surprised as he saw Regis nodding his head.

"Shit! Why is the fog becoming thicker!?"

"I don't know!"

"Let me check outside!"

One of the guards left the dungeon to investigate what was happening outside.

At this moment, Regis sensed the remaining guards outside the prison cell, "1… 2… only 4, huh?"

"Are you sure?" Killian asked with a frown.

"Yes, I am. Though there might be more guarding the entrance. So keep alert."

"Okay. Are we going to move?"

"Not yet."

Regis raised his hand and concentrated.

Then, after a moment, a voice sounded within the mist, (Brother! I've put all my strength in the magic spell. I was able to cover only about 60% of the manor. I'm sorry, it's too big.)

(It's fine, you did a good job. I'll talk to you later when we escape later, okay? For now, behave and don't let them sense anything amiss.)

(Yes, Brothe- Wait, what do you mean escape? Where are you right now!?)

(Shhh, we don't have time. I'll fill you in on the situation later, let's focus on our goal for now.)

(Understood, Brother!)

Regis then glanced on the side and whispered with a smile, "Are you ready?"

Hatred lit up in Killian's eyes as he nodded.

"Then let's proceed with the plan."

Regis crossed his arms in front of him, forming an X shape.

Then, with a deep breath, he chanted.

[Bull Charge]

A star made up of aura suddenly glowed on his chest as his figure rapidly shot forward.

Boom—!!!

The prison bars flew outward, hitting some guards in the process.

"What the hell!?"

"Ready your weapons!"

"Did one of the kids suddenly awaken!?"

"Heh, they're only around 10 years old. Such a thing is impossible for these brats!"

The four guards immediately readied themselves, brandishing their weapons as they stared at the prison cell.

Due to the thick fog that hindered their vision, they found it difficult to see with their eyes.

Just as a few seconds passed by, a chant sounded again at this moment. [Bull Charge]

WOOSH—

A figure suddenly shot towards one of the guards at high speed.

It was none other than Regis.

Regis skillfully used the momentum of his dash brought upon by the aura art.

Then, he delivered a punch to the guard's solar plexus and grabbed the sword on his waist in one smooth motion.

"Here!"

Regis shouted as he threw the sword to the cell where he came from earlier.

BZZZZTTTTT—!!!!!!

Visible yellow sparks of lightning could be vaguely seen within the fog.

[Lightning Thrust]

BSSSSTTT!!!!!!!

A figure clad in yellow sparks suddenly charged at one of the other guards.

Clank—

Unfortunately, the guard was able to raise his shield and block the attack.

"Fuck! What's wrong with these kids!"

"Help me! These kids had already formed a star within their hearts!"

"What the hell!?"

"I could understand if they are descendants of higher families, but they're only peasants!"

The guards shouted with a flabbergasted expression on their faces.

At this moment, a laugh sounded, "Peasant, huh?"

Killian's smile twitched as he heard the conversation of the guards, "I didn't expect mere guards like you to dare talk badly about the Gladius Family, even calling us peasants."

"Heh, so what!? Is this your trump card? A star formed with aura? Do you know how powerful the Count is huh!? You better watch your mou-"

"Where is he though?"

At this moment, the guards heard another voice. They looked to the side and saw one of their companions already dead on the ground.

"Hey Killian, I didn't expect for you to already have formed a star…"

Regis smiled as he saw the yellow glowing star star on Killian's left chest.

"You took the words right out of my mouth, Regis…"

The two boys glanced at each other and smiled. They looked at the three remaining guards before dashing at the same time.

***

In a luxurious bedroom…

'Hmmm, I wonder what the situation on Brother's side is…'

Pandora felt guilty as she felt that she was pushing Regis towards unlucky and dangerous situations by himself.

'If only I could help in some way…'

However, there really wasn't much that she could do as of this moment.

After all, she was using most of her mana in maintaining the Mist Communication at maximum output.