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World of regalia

In the world of Regalias power is everything

Zenex6 · Fantaisie
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The begining of a new legend

The rain drop heavily on Damian as he knelt on his grandfather's grave which had been infested by mould and algaes but yet it was still prescious on Damian's eyes.

His grandfather was all he knew throughout his life untill he met his demise at the hands of a terrible sickness. He came to visit his grandfather's grave once every month to relief himself some burden in his heart.

"I'll finally be attending high school I've saved enough money to pay for my studies and then I'll graduate and become a successful business man, I'll own many companies and industries and I can finally make a name for my self instead of being criticized and look down upon!" Damian said with a teary eye as he placed a rose flower on his grandfather's grave before standing up wiping the tears on his eyes.

Damian was a seventeen years old tenager, with striking charms due to his odly coloured hair but colours other than black or blonde had become natural along the course of time, what actually made his hair odd was that it was mukti coloured between red and blue and the place where themeet firmed a line of purple which many people found odd.

He also possessed a multicoloured eye, with red at the right and blue on the left aligning with his hair. These features mades him above average in terms of look but due to how poorly he took care of himself downgraded his appearance to be a little over average.

"Why did the world change so much, just why!!!" Damian couldn't help but curse the world becaise according to his grandfather it was the change that made him an orphan. At the year 2008 , June 5th to be precised the world suddenly changed with appearance of a second moon which was deduced to be a gate to a parallel realm.

The moon was named Zenexian orb, which gifted the world with fantasies both blessing and cursing the world. Things known as Regalias began to awaken in the souls of human and at the same time, the energy the moon released gave birth to beings known as Ajumas, they exhibit different characteristics and forms depending on their nature, the mass refered to them as demons.

 There are three types of Ajumas, natural one, formed by the puren energy of the Zenexian orb, worldly Ajumas formed by the effect of the energy on various worldly beings both animals or plants, then lastly tainted Ajumas, these are people who fell to the hands of their regalia loosing their selfs to the power within them.

 Most people awaken thier regalia at the age of 14 and hat that moment familiarize themselves with thier regalia before the age of sixteen where they could now choose either to attend the special military institution, or other prifate factions in other to harness their true power.

 

 One of the most common factions was the Accademies that operates as mixed schools for both normal studies and Zenexian studies (Anything related to the New moon, including regalias, Ajumas, relics, energies and combat).

 Damian had finally raised enough funds to pay for his first year, although he had managed to awaken a regailia, but he doesn't know the rank nor it's abilities and as such couldn't even practice before hand. His only hope was the school which could test him and tell him all he needs to know.

 <Two days later at the Alpha Academies test ground>

 Damian could be seen standing in front of the supervisor of his test which appeared to be a man in his late thirties, he had a name tag on his clothing. "Mr John Snow" Damian read in his mind as he stared at the man with a curious expression as the man read through his test script in basic knowledge. After few minutes the man wrote his test score before typing something into the computer at his desk.

 The man noticed the curious gaze of Damian, of course he knew what it was but he couldn't help but smile at the curious nature of the kid in front of him. Mr John handed him his test screep with an A+ resting boldly on it which made Damian smile with a sign of relief. He knew very well that it was the highest score one could obtain at the written test.

 "Follow me!" The gentle voice of his supervisor rang in his ears as he gently walked behind Mr John who had an average build with nothing special to take note of. They both came to a sudden halt in front of small room that was barely 3 cubic meters, it looked more like a cabinet than a room, the interior was made of a certain material that Damian had never heard of, following Mr John's instructions he walked into the room while standing still while Mr John shot the room gently before observing the screen at the right hand side of the small room. It began to flash several colours which was very strange as it would normally display a single colour which would determine the grade.

 Even after several minutes nothing passed, Mr John new how odd it was but he decided to brush over it coming to a conclusion that it was a growth type regalia and the system failed to calculate it since the user has yet to familiarize himself with it, of course deep down he knew it was a lie but for some reason he didn't want anyone else to know about the anormality that occured. Then he looked at the system in his left hand side which wrote bodly.

[Body of Divinity]

 

 "A rare regailia, I've never heard of something like this, this kid really something special, with deeper understanding and control, he could infinitely enhance any aspect of his body there for having the body of a god. incredible!" Mr John said as he read the details aloud.

 Meanwhile Damian was in a strange situation inside the room, he taught he had gone mad as his grandfather never mentioned anything like that to him, about a voice and a screen that appeared in his mind.

 [Ding! System has been awaken see to presence of Mana in the body]

[integrating System...1%,

2%.....18%....35%...56%....90%....99%...100%]

[Information about the system has been loaded into the host brain]

 "Ahhh!!!!" An ear defending sound was heard from inside the machine as Mr John immediately turned it off.

 "F*ck, the machine is supposed to be 99% soundproof, just how loud was the scream forbit to be this loud!" He thought to himself as he opened the machine only to see the unconscious figure of Damian inside. He knew that continuous exposure of Zenexian Ray also known as Zeta coul cause headache or other minor reactions but for it to actually make him unconscious was something else.

 "Truly strange indeed!" 

This is a new book of mine, I'm also a novice writer so let's grow together, also my first language isn't English so bear with me.

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