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Divine Beast of Episteme

Kaos, the building block of the universes, the galaxies, the stars, the planets, and every lifeform. An energy capable of achieving feats only considered magical, wonderous, fantastical. The essence of Gods! Here we are on the planet of Nepiter, the skies turned red, the oceans dried up, the mountains crumbled, the continents fractured, and the very skies shattered. These were the characteristics of the cataclysmic event known as the Entry. An event that spelled a new era for all of civilization. As history would have it, creatures of terrible might arose to challenge the supremacy of humans, and as such, those worthy of power equally great emerged to rescale the fields of battle. They were called the "Inheritors". "Touch and power shall be yours." The promise told to those who went before the great crystals. A gift from the world to combat the new threat. The very vessels of that which they sought--unlocking the pathway into their spirit to harness the might of Kaos. Prophecy spoke of a time when the influence of Inheritors would soar beyond those of the days of old, and the new generational humans would reclaim dominion over their terraformed planet. However, only then would perilous times; never again seen since the beginning of the Entry, manifest. For a forgotten child, reborn of the great spirit would emerge to restart an ancient war. One that shook the second heavens. Tristan, a broken boy from ages past came in contact with a certain being and his life changed forever. Or so he thought. ----------------------- Disclaimer: The cover does not belong to me.

Adamoforder · Fantasi
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137 Chs

111. Talent

A couple seconds of silence unfolded after that short exchange. By this point, nearly all students had their eyes on the duo—Who obviously ignored them to focus on each other.

"Now I see why you're at the top of the class," it was Isril's turn to feel surprised. Never had it happened that in merely their second exchange his opponent figured out a slight loophole in his fighting style.

Due to the nature of daggers and how underperforming they could be when compared to longer-ranged weapons, he only switched to them when he needed to fight in areas that put his opponent within a certain distance from himself, allowing his short burst of speed to attain maximum efficiency.

Daggers were very efficient in close combat, and if mastered enough they were as good as someone's own fists. But there was an issue with his style which normally was so overwhelming that his opponents merely gave up after their first try.