The cold air hummed with magical energy as Reyon stood at the center of the training ground, his fists clenched, eyes locked onto the figures before him.
Five copies of himself stood in a line.
They weren't just illusions.
Min Hee had created mana clones, each one an exact copy of him. Same power, same abilities, same intelligence—but each one slightly stronger than him.
Min Hee's voice echoed through the space.
"You will fight against yourself. These clones will adapt. If you grow stronger, they will too. If you learn a new technique, they will copy it. If you hesitate, they will kill you."
A suffocating silence filled the battlefield.
Reyon narrowed his eyes. "Five against one? Seems unfair."
Min Hee smirked. "Life isn't fair. You'll win, or you'll break. Now—"
Her fingers snapped.
"Begin."
The air exploded.
The Battle of the Clones
The first clone struck first.
It vanished, reappearing above Reyon in an instant—£ (Epsilon) activated, a repelling force boosting its speed.
A blazing spear of fire formed in its hand.
"Flame Piercer!"
Reyon barely dodged as the spear drilled into the ground, sending a shockwave of fire bursting in all directions.
The second clone attacked next.
"Lightning Arc!"
A surge of blue electricity coiled around its hands before it lashed out, sending a bolt of lightning straight toward Reyon's chest.
Reyon reacted instantly—
"Ω (Omega) – Absorption Veil!"
A thin Vector Defense Field shimmered around him, absorbing part of the attack. But the clones had already adapted.
The third one appeared behind him.
"Torrential Wind Blades!"
A dozen razor-sharp wind slashes howled toward him from point-blank range.
Reyon gritted his teeth. "Damn it!"
He activated § (Delta) – Directional Reversal.
His entire body flipped backward mid-air, narrowly evading the deadly attack—but the fourth clone was already there.
"Blizzard Bind!"
A storm of ice erupted around him, freezing his legs mid-air.
His breath turned cold.
They're adapting too fast!
The fifth clone didn't hesitate.
It raised both hands, and for the first time, Reyon felt a massive surge of mana.
"Omega Vector Shock – Impact Cannon!"
A compressed sphere of pure force shot toward him.
Trapped in the ice, nowhere to dodge—
BOOOOOOM!
The attack struck him dead-on, sending him crashing through multiple barriers. His body screamed in pain, mana spiraling out of control.
Blood trickled from his lips.
He barely managed to stand.
Min Hee's voice echoed.
"Is this your limit? Pathetic."
Reyon's fists clenched.
His vision blurred, exhaustion clawing at his mind.
The clones stood before him—unscathed, emotionless, waiting for him to move.
Waiting to finish him.
"This isn't enough…"
He took a deep breath.
Then, his mana erupted.
Breaking the Limit – The Birth of the Unpredictable Style
Reyon's mind sharpened as his mana surged past its limits.
The clones learned his style because he was predictable.
If he wanted to win, he had to become something they couldn't analyze.
His fingers trembled as he traced a symbol in the air—
Ω (Omega) – Evolution State.
His Vector Defense Field shrank, now just large enough to cover his body.
It no longer wasted mana.
Every attack, every spell, every movement would be instantly redirected or absorbed into his field.
His heartbeat slowed.
His mind cleared.
The clones moved at the same time.
All five launched different spells—fire, lightning, wind, ice, and force.
A devastating storm of destruction roared toward him.
Reyon didn't move.
His defense field activated—
The moment the spells touched him, they were instantly redirected, shooting out in random directions at triple the speed.
The clones barely had time to react.
"What?!"
A blazing inferno engulfed one.
A bolt of lightning vaporized another.
A hurricane of wind slashes tore the third apart.
In mere seconds, three clones were gone.
The remaining two hesitated.
Reyon smirked.
"You can't copy something you don't understand."
He disappeared.
His body flickered in and out of sight, his movements now completely random, completely unpredictable.
The fourth clone panicked—too late.
Reyon appeared behind it, palm extended.
"Omega Vector Shock – Final Burst."
A compressed wave of mana shot forward, obliterating it in an instant.
Only one remained.
The strongest clone.
The final test.
It grinned.
"Not bad. But let's see if you can handle this."
The ground shattered beneath it as its mana exploded outward.
Its body flickered—Vector Movement engaged.
It disappeared, reappearing instantly at Reyon's blind spot.
Its fist crackled with raw magic, forming an attack Reyon had never seen before.
"Omega Limit Break – Chaos Drive!"
A maelstrom of all elements combined into a single devastating attack.
Reyon's mind screamed in warning.
This wasn't just a spell—it was a finishing move.
If he got hit, he was done.
But he wasn't planning to lose.
"Let's end this."
Reyon's entire body glowed with Omega's energy.
For the first time, he activated two Omega Spells simultaneously.
Ω (Omega) – Perfect Redirection.
Ω (Omega) – Final Acceleration.
The moment the clone struck—
Reyon moved at a speed beyond human limits.
Time slowed.
He could see the attack form.
He could see the exact point where the mana connected.
His Vector Defense Field shifted.
Redirection.
The clone's own attack bent, twisting mid-air.
It struck itself at full force.
A blinding explosion tore through the battlefield.
BOOOOOOOOM!
Dust and debris filled the air.
When it cleared—
Only one Reyon remained standing.
The Awakening – 5th Circle
The battlefield shattered like glass, revealing the real world once more.
Min Hee stood there, arms crossed, watching.
Reyon took a shaky breath.
His body felt lighter.
His mana circuits burned.
Something inside him had changed.
Then—
A brilliant blue glow surrounded him.
His mana core pulsed, expanding.
A new power surged through his veins.
He had broken through—
Reyon had reached the 5th Circle.
Min Hee nodded.
"Took you long enough."
Reyon wiped the blood from his lips and grinned.
"Still breathing, aren't I?"
Min Hee chuckled. "Barely. Get some rest. We're far from done."
As Reyon collapsed onto the ground, staring at the sky, he thought grandma's strength is beyond my wildest dreams i knew she would be strong as the only 9th circle magician but to create a war simulation and clones that can use vectors if she was alive in my past life during dragon's rampage the world wouldn't be destroyed but looking at her pale face after using magic she might not even live through a year i have to become much more stronger i am barely as strong as an 8th circle magician....