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The Seven Pandora’s Kings

In the modern world, 7 people are granted special powers, by alien technology. Specifically a massive black cube name Pandora’s Box. Damian, the new Gold King, works to protect his family and friends from the danger that the powers of the box create, with the assistance of his system. A war of pandora’s kings is bound to happen that will shape the world into something entirely new. Will he be able to influence the change for the good of others? Or will his enemies change it for their own agenda? ... Hello, Zero here... I do not know how this story will do against all of these other amazing authors but I hope for the best. Give this story a review and you can be as tough as you want on me but please be aware that I am human and I have feelings. If you are unable to tell after a few chapters, this story is inspired by K Project.

AstralGodZero · 奇幻
分數不夠
18 Chs

Selecting A Club

After meeting up later that day and eating dinner together, Damian and Rose went back to the room around nine pm and fell asleep, on their separate beds of course.

Waking up the next morning from an alarm on his new phone, Damian got out of bed and noticed that Rose was already gone. Looking at his phone, he saw that she had sent him a message saying that she was going to look for clubs early.

(She really is active, unlike you) Zera said to which Damian just sighed and disagreed with her.

"It's not that, we just are different people who do things differently," He said before he went and took a shower before putting on another one of his uniforms.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror with his hair a bit wet, Damian looked at himself as his eyes turned golden before going back to their natural brown color.

(You haven't been practicing your powers in the past few weeks. At least train your control a bit) Zera suggested to Damian as he combed his fingers through his hair.

"I am fine with the level of control I have right now, and there have been fewer and fewer opportunities to practice using my powers, even more so now that we are here." He said as he turned the light off to his bathroom and closed the door after exiting the dark space.

"I chose the sword arts club to practice fighting with a sword, that can be a way to train if I can't find a way to use my powers yet." He said as he left the room after grabbing everything he needed.

Rolling his sleeves up to his elbows, Damian walked around the campus with his hands in his pocket, enjoying the fresh air and gentle morning breeze that accompanied the environment.

"Excuse me! Are you interested in joining our anime club?" A joyful voice said, breaking Damian from his trance-like walk as he turned his head towards the stand just off to the side of the path he was walking on.

"Me?" he asked as he saw the girl beside him holding some papers while nodding a few times.

"Our anime club well… we talk about anime, watch anime shows and movies, and we even go to conventions if we have time." The girl said, to which Damian smiled and shook his head.

"I have already decided what club to join, thank you for your offer though." He said as he quickly walked off before the girl could try to explain the benefits of the club to him.

(You could have at least let her finish her pitch before you declined) Zera said.

Looking into the distance at people walking down the path he himself was taking, Damian saw the occasional club stand every few meters, he wondered how many clubs there actually were in the school. Truth be told, Had he not already decided to join the sword arts club, he would have joined the anime club.

He was a fan of anime and anime-related things for a large portion of his childhood and high school years. So among the things they did in the club interested him. When he heard that they even went to conventions, he was surprised. he had wanted to go to a convention to see the amazing cosplay outfits that people wore and go to discussion panels to meet some voice actors.

Even so, he had to decline since he wanted to train and improve in some way rather than have no progress whatsoever in his fighting ability since he had a feeling he would need it in the future.

Walking the same cross-campus path for another ten minutes, Damian made it to the eastern side of the campus and found the club stand for the sword arts club. Sitting behind the stand were Mr. Peterson and a young man with short black hair. As he walked up to the stand, the young man stood up and held his hand out.

"Hello, welcome to the sword arts club stand, my name is Ben," The young man said to which Damian quickly shook his hand and replied.

"My name is Damian, I would like to join if that is alright."

"That's perfect! Please sign your name here and feel free to look at the information we have available on the brochure. The young man, Ben, said excitedly.

"Kid, why do you want to join this club? There are many other clubs out there for you to join so why join this one?" The sponsor, Mr. Peterson asked as he looked at Damian with a speculating gaze.

"Well, I have recently been interested in swordplay so the sword arts club is a great place for me," Damian said as he put the pen down that he had used to sign his name on the registration list before picking up a brochure and opening it.

"I saw earlier online that in this club that you all practice swordplay within your club room right? And you participate in competitions as well." He said as he looked at Ben with a smile.

"That's true, but every year we select a new sword style to train. That specific sword style is used in tournaments for the entire year and then a new one is learned the next year. It is to test the knowledge and ability of the club coaches, ours being Mr. Peterson.

This year we will be learning about the Japanese sword art and styles so if you are not interested then I suggest you cross your name out and go pick another club." Peterson said as he crossed his massive arms over his chest and looked right at Damina.

"If you are learning about that, then I am definitely interested in joining the club," Damian said as he looked right back at Peterson with an improving interest in the club.

"I like you, you don't shy away from my gaze and you accept learning something that we will not continue to learn the following year," Peterson said as he smiled and held his hand out to Damina.

"Welcome to the club Damian"

"Thank you, Mr. Peterson," Damian said in response as he shook Peterson's hand.

"We will actually start learning about the sword styles next week so until then, you should work on improving your stamina and strength. This club will do practical training as well in order to see if we are prepared enough for the competitions. If I believe we have a shot, then we will go and register for those competitions. If not, then we will simply practice and study the sword arts this year without any competitions."

"Well we can only do competitions if we have twelve people, If we don't have that many then we don't meet the requirements to register," Ben said, to which Peterson sighed and sat back on his chair.

"How many people do you have now exactly?" Damian asked confused as to why the person in charge suddenly seemed a bit disappointed.

"We only have 7, including you," Ben answered as he raised his arm behind his head with a nervous smile.

"Then we would need five more people to make it twelve?" Damian asked, to which both nodded.

"We have until Sunday to find people so we still have a lot of time. Come back here Saturday and we will let you know the updated member count." Peterson said as he smiled, hopeful that some people might be interested in the club and join.

Walking back into his dorm room while carrying a sandwich and drink, Damian turned around after closing the door, to find Rose removing her top once again.

"Look away please…" She said as she turned away from him.

Turning his face towards the door, Damian asked Rose a question from across the room.

"Rose, what club did you plan on joining?" He asked causing her to look at him as she slipped on a white tee shirt.

"I was planning to join the community outreach club. They are a club that goes through the nearby community helping out whoever is in need with either food, clothes, or a place to stay." She replied as she told him that he could turn around again.

Turning back around after she gave the ok, Damian went over to his bed and flopped down on his back as he stared at the ceiling.

"I was thinking of joining the sword arts club." He said, much to Rose's surprise.

"Were you not planning on joining that video game club or the anime club? With how much popularity those clubs have the other guys, I figured you would join one of them." She said as she looked at Damian who had turned his head towards her.

"I can't get what I want in those clubs. I want to exercise and learn about swordplay, those other clubs aren't going to help me with that so why join them?" He asked, causing Rose to smile in understanding as she moved her hand on top of her lap, unknowingly making her assets more noticeable to Damian.

"Do you plan to do any exercise outside of the club and still get a job?" She asked curiously as she thought about Damian's schedule.

"I can go a run early in the morning before my classes, and then I can do an evening run if I have the time. As for a job, I will try to get one but if I can't then I will simply do that" He said as he shifted his eyes around her perfectly sculpted figure.

Her t-shirt clung tightly to her body and with the black skirt still being on, it created an air of sexiness that radiated off her body as her face was half-covered with sunlight. Though he had seen her in a towel yesterday, he was unable to get a good look at her figure since the towel had been covering her well.

Catching Damian staring at her, she smiled since this was the first time in a while that someone had stared at her with eyes of fascination and not lust.

"D-Do you like how I look?" She asked nervously as she looked out of the window beside their beds while her cheeks developed a small shade of red.

"You look amazing…" Damian said quickly before realizing what he had said. Before he could change his words though, he saw Rose look back to him with a gentle smile while she spoke a few words.

"T-Thank you for the compliment," She said, causing Damian to simply relax on his bed as he closed his eyes.

"This will definitely be an interesting college experience…"