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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 · Fantasia
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116. Indignation

Silence was the response to that display of skill, as everyone watched with surprise. Even if her classmates winced in horror a moment later.

That had been a remarkable display, and now she had raised the standard high.

Maybe too high.

Straightening her figure, she turned to look at the professor's face and felt her heart skip a beat. A tinge of worry appeared on her features, but she waited for him to speak.

"That was… good. But too little for you to have spent four full days practicing," his tone was calm, but his words stung because she indeed had put her all into it.

"You may return," he said, and she nodded to return to where she stood.

Professor Severo began to inspect them, one by one, and to their surprise he merely gave comments. Although harsh, but only comments. Which was much better than his usual practice. The man mostly used force to pass his point.