Manifestation

Space seemed to distort around his aura. Buildings creaked and the weak willed hunched over, trying to stop themselves from kneeling to no avail.

Experts grit their teeth as they felt the creaking of their knees.

"Who could possibly be so arrogant for their soul manifestation to have such an appearance…"

Everyone's thoughts were the same. Could there really be a person with such a personality? For your very soul to manifest such arrogance, this couldn't be faked. It wasn't some fake confidence brought by backing, or who your parents were, or what school you attended. It was an arrogance borne of unyielding faith in oneself.

Uncle Acacia could only smile bitterly. "Who'd you bring here little Ri?"

The torrent of space and time was being fought against by the elders. The skies of the academy filled with soul manifestations, but even with that, the cracks seemed intent on spreading.

Elder Flyleaf had beads of sweat falling down his forehead as he looked over at Elder Erunonidan.