Chapter 269 - Divergence
What does it mean to be a hero?
A child once wondered. At the age when the children followed their peers on the streets while playing, his mind was filled with such questions.
Why? One would ask. After all, even if the child wanted to be a hero, for what reason those thoughts were implemented into his head?
Was it natural? Was it his innate desire or his very being that was selfless?
The answer would certainly vary from person to person and maybe even evolve with the exploration of the science.
But for the boy, his desire came from his dreams.
Standing in the middle of the battlefield…Against countless different beings that he deemed as his enemies….
Behind him, his comrades, standing proud of their choices…..
It was the scene he continuously saw in his dreams….
But what were those dreams about? Was the person standing in front of everyone with a spear himself?
That would be cool.
That was certainly true. In the eyes of that young kid, the man who swept through enemies looked incredibly cool.
Cooler than anything else in this world.
However, the reason why the man looked cool in the eyes of the boy wasn't because he was flashy and destroyed his enemies efficiently.
After all, not all the time, that man faced the enemies.
The reason was the fact that the man always pushed himself to the limits, so much so that the people standing behind him would never suffer.
Maybe he himself had suffered, or maybe not.
He knew what it meant to suffer. He was gentle yet firm. Whenever he was in front of the enemy, he didn't hesitate, but he never lost his gentleness.
Even faced with betrayals or harsh words, the man never stopped.
He was injured, and his body was tattered. Yet he still kept moving forward.
But at the end of the day, the boy knew one thing. The fact that that person he saw in his dreams was the hero.
The boy admired the hero in his dreams for his selflessness and commitment to protect others.
Amidst the echoes of clashing swords, he found the embodiment of his aspirations and a symbol of strength in character and determination.
And what was this boy's name?
"Ethan." The voice called out, pulling the young child with wavy blue hair and shining eyes from his thoughts. He turned to find his older brother, a mirror image with the same captivating eyes and similar features.
"Ah, brother."
"What are you doing here?"
"I was just thinking about heroes."
His brother chuckled, ruffling Ethan's hair affectionately. "Heroes, huh? What brought that up?"
Ethan's eyes gleamed with excitement as he recounted his dreams and the heroic figure that dominated them. "I dream about this amazing hero, you know? He stands in the middle of battles, protecting everyone behind him."
Hearing this, his brother couldn't help but smile a little, as if reminiscing about his childhood.
"No matter how beaten up he gets, he never gives up. He's strong, kind, and determined."
However, as Ethan's enthusiastic words echoed, a subtle change swept over his brother's face. The playful glint in his eyes vanished, replaced by a more serious and contemplative expression. His features, once softened by affection, became stern and guarded.
"Ethan," his brother began, his tone more measured, "heroes are admirable, but the world out there isn't as pure as the dreams in your head."
Ethan looked up at his brother, confusion flickering in his eyes. "What do you mean, brother?"
His brother sighed a hint of weight in his words. "In real life, battles are not just about protecting others. They involve sacrifice, tough choices, and consequences that aren't always clear-cut. It's not always about being the strongest or the most determined. Sometimes, it's about making hard decisions for the greater good."
Ethan's excitement began to wane, replaced by a somber realization. "But, I want to be like the hero in my dreams. The one who never gives up."
His brother placed a hand on Ethan's shoulder, his grip firm and reassuring. "And you can, Ethan. But being a hero means facing the harsh realities of the world. It means understanding that sometimes, protecting others comes with a price. You have to be strong, not just physically but mentally and emotionally. It's a heavy burden to carry."
Ethan absorbed his brother's words, the echoes of clashing swords in his dreams now carrying a weight he hadn't considered before.
The world his brother spoke of seemed more complex, less black and white than the heroic tales he envisioned.
"Remember, Ethan," his brother continued, "true strength lies in wisdom, in making choices that are for the greater good, even if they are difficult. It's not always about standing in the middle of a battlefield; it's about knowing when to fight and when to find other ways to protect."
However, no matter who said those words, how could a child who had yet to experience the world himself understand all those things just from a bunch of words?
Even if he had absorbed some of them in his end, at the end of the day, he continued to see that dream again and again…..
*******
But then again, does the world operate in the way people wish?
Sometimes it does, but sometimes it doesn't.
That is the harsh reality.
"Ethan Hartley. Awakening test results. Negative."
Standing in front of the person with a white robe and glasses, the same young boy with wavy hair looked down.
"Ah…." A small exasperated sigh left Ethan's lips as he stood before the person in the white robe with glasses. The words, 'Awakening test results. Negative,' echoed in his mind, and for a moment, it felt like his dreams were being crushed.
The person in the white robe looked at Ethan with a soft smile, "Ethan Hartley, don't be disheartened just yet. Awakening is a process, and sometimes it takes time."
Ethan glanced up, a glimmer of hope flickering in his eyes. "But… it says negative."
The person in the white robe nodded, acknowledging the disappointment on Ethan's face. "True, the initial test results may be negative, but that doesn't mean you won't awaken in the future. Keep in mind that everyone's journey is different."
Ethan's shoulders slumped, but he nodded in understanding. "I guess… I just thought I could be like the hero in my dreams."
The person in the white robe placed a reassuring hand on Ethan's shoulder. "Ethan, awakening doesn't happen for everyone at the same time. Some people awaken later than others, and that doesn't diminish their potential."
Ethan appreciated the attempt at reassurance, but deep down, he knew it was a consideration. Late awakenings were rare, and the odds were comparable to winning a lottery.
He knew this thing for a fact since he himself came from a renowned Hunter Family. From a young age, he had been training so that he could start in a better position once he had awakened.
But that was no longer the case.
'What do I do now?'
FUSH!
As he got out of the awakening test room, reality weighed heavily on him.
The dreams of becoming a powerful figure like the hero in his dreams seemed more distant than ever. The disappointment lingered, creating a cloud over his thoughts.
As he walked through the corridor, lost in his thoughts, he suddenly saw his older brother standing in front of him. The times seemed to do wonders for his brother, as now he had an incredibly more handsome face.
"Ethan," his brother greeted with a warm smile, but as he noticed the downcast expression on Ethan's face, concern replaced the smile. "Hey, is everything okay?"
Ethan clumped his shoulders, taking a deep breath before responding, "I wasn't awakened."
His brother stopped for a moment, surprise flickering in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. With a comforting smile, he placed a hand on Ethan's shoulder.
After all, if he were to abandon his brother just because he wasn't awakened, how could he call himself a brother or a family member?
"Awakening tests can be unpredictable, Ethan. It doesn't define your worth or potential. Late awakenings are not unheard of," his brother reassured him.
Ethan appreciated the support but couldn't shake off the weight of his own expectations. "I trained so hard, thinking I would awaken early. I wanted to be like you, to make our family proud."
His brother's gaze softened, understanding the weight of Ethan's words. "Ethan, being awakened doesn't make someone great. It's the choices we make and the actions we take. Even without supernatural abilities, you have your own strengths and potential."
Ethan nodded, appreciating the wisdom in his brother's words. "I know, but it's just... hard to accept right now."
This was one of the days Ethan was the most disappointed in himself.
********
Sitting on his bed, Ethan looked at the small panel that had appeared randomly out of thin air. The characters and symbols on the panel indicated that he had finally awakened, a moment he had been yearning for with every training session.
"I did it… I really did…" Ethan whispered to himself, a mixture of disbelief and joy welling up within him. A small tear fell to his bed, a testament to the emotions he couldn't contain.
PAT!
Wiping away the tear, Ethan took a deep breath, his heart still racing with the realization that he had achieved something he had hoped for so long. The panel congratulated him on his awakening, making it all the more surreal.
"Congratulations on your awakening."
Following that, he wanted to take the test so that he could perfectly make sure that he wasn't going insane and being schizophrenic.
Overwhelmed with a mix of emotions, he left the testing area, contemplating the newfound reality that awaited him. As he walked through the hallways, he encountered his father, a stern man with an undeniable presence and authority.
"Ethan," his father's deep voice resonated, and for the first time, Ethan noticed the subtle aura surrounding his father, a mark of his own awakening.
"Dad, I… I awakened," Ethan stammered, still processing the magnitude of the moment.
His father's stern expression softened, and a rare smile appeared on his face. "Congratulations, Ethan." He extended his hand, grabbing Ethan from his shoulder. "You've suffered enough."
His father also knew what Ethan went through. No matter how many times he was told to give up, Ethan never did, and that was something he had always respected.
Ethan felt a weight lift off his shoulders at his father's words. The acknowledgment meant more than he could express.
As he made his way home, his mother noticed the change in Ethan's demeanor. With a beaming smile, she rushed towards him, enveloping him in a warm hug.
"I heard the news, Ethan!" she exclaimed, her eyes shining with happiness as if she knew everything about his son's suffering.
And she most likely did. After all, she was the first one to seek help from many known psychologists in the entire Hunter industry so that his son wouldn't suffer from inferiority.
She lectured his other sons and daughters so that they would never make Ethan uncomfortable with his position.
Even if he stayed as a non-awakened, she was ready to accept him as himself no matter what, but she was now genuinely happy that his son finally got the opportunity he desperately wished for.
Ethan hugged his mother back, realizing that his awakening not only brought joy to himself but also to his family. The pressure and expectations that once felt suffocating had transformed into a sense of accomplishment and acceptance.
Chapter 270 - Divergence (2)
"Welcome to the Arcadia Hunter Academy."
The words echoed for the students; everyone's eyes beamed with happiness. After all, it was the starter day for the students who had wished to become the best in this field by enrolling in one of the most, presumably the most prestigious academies in the entire Human Federation.
"Today marks the start of our 111th semester..."
The headmaster continued with his speech, and Ethan simply stood and watched the entire scene unfold. He couldn't help but smile.
After all, if he wasn't awakened, he would never get the chance to be in this place.
As the headmaster spoke, Ethan's attention shifted to his friends, who were scattered throughout the auditorium. Julia, with her distinctive white short hair, sat beside her twin brother, Lucas. Irina, with her usual grumpy expression, occupied a seat not far away.
Lilia, always busy chatting with her workers, had managed to secure a seat as well. Carl, with his quiet demeanor, was seated in a corner, observing the surroundings.
After the opening ceremony, the friends gathered in a courtyard, finding a spot to talk amongst themselves about the new academy year and exchanging thoughts and expectations.
Julia spoke with enthusiasm. "Can you believe we're finally here? Arcadia Hunter Academy! It's like a dream come true!"
Lucas nodded in agreement, "Yeah, and we're in the same class again. It's going to be awesome."
Irina, wearing her trademark grumpy expression, couldn't hide a small smile. "Well, let's hope they've got more challenging assignments this semester. I don't want to be bored."
Lilia, who had momentarily paused her conversation with her workers, joined in, "I heard there's a new instructor for combat. I hope they're better than the last one."
"Ah, you are talking about Eleanor White? One of the Rankers?"
"Yes."
"Well, considering her rank….."
Carl, the quiet one in the group, didn't say anything and just watched.
Ethan chuckled, "Well, I hope we make the best out of this year. Who knows what challenges and adventures await us?"
"Shut up, you late bloomer. You really worried us last time, you know?"
"Sorry, sorry….I just wanted to see how it was really in the dungeon."
"Do it after you get your license, bastard."
As the friends continued their discussions, the courtyard buzzed with excitement and anticipation for the upcoming semester.
******
"Hello. Ethan Hartley."
"Dylan Miller."
As time passed in the academy, Ethan found himself in front of the young man with a bulky build.
He was one of the students who also ranked lower like him. He was pretty loud and always hung out with his group of four.
Ethan had become aware of Dylan primarily due to the attitude of his group. They were often obnoxious and loud, creating an air of annoyance for those around them.
Now, in the combat area of the academy for the practical combat lesson, Ethan found himself facing Dylan.
Today's lesson focused on unarmed combat, and as the instructor explained the exercises, Dylan shot Ethan a sneer, his expression filled with a hint of disdain, and his eyes were looking for someone.
Ethan, sensing the tension, couldn't help but wonder what had caused Dylan's displeasure.
As they paired up for the exercise, Dylan mumbled under his breath while looking at one of the pairs. "Lucky that guy didn't meet me here."
Ethan followed his gaze and noticed that he was looking at one of the students who were standing away. followed
It was the gloomy student who always sat behind and never talked with others. His hood was always down as well.
'What does this mean?'
He wondered to himself, but the instructor's signal cut his thoughts off.
"Everyone, start."
As the signal came, he decided to focus on the spar and forgot about everything in one go.
******
"Welcome to the Spear Club." The club president greeted Ethan and the other freshmen with a warm smile on their faces.
The room buzzed with excitement as introductions were made, and the president outlined the club's activities and goals for the semester.
Ethan felt a sense of camaraderie among his fellow club members, and he looked forward to honing his skills in spear combat. The Spear Club seemed like a place where he could learn, grow, and forge new connections in the challenging yet fulfilling journey at the Arcadia Hunter Academy.
********
SMACK!
"Dumbass….Why are you dozing off again?"
As a sound smack echoed, Ethan felt like his back was hurting like crazy.
"Hey! Why do you keep hitting me?"
Turning his face, Ethan saw Julia smirking. This girl was always like that, after all.
"Because it is funny. I like it when you flinch even from a small touch."
"You are saying this is a small touch? Are you crazy?"
"A bit?"
"More than a bit."
"…."
He couldn't answer at all.
"Hey, shut up! It is annoying."
"Tch. You are no fun." Julia spoke as she retracted her hand.
"How is it fun to hit others?" Irina replied. Ethan seemed troubled by the two that were grumbling, but he just stood there.
Thankfully for him, help came sooner than he thought.
"Hey there, everyone!" Jim's cheerful voice echoed through the air, cutting through the banter. He strode towards us with easy confidence, his presence commanding attention.
"This is the first day of our Adventurer and Exploration Club's orientation."
It was Ethan's second club.
********
"Today, we will start with our first dungeon exploration."
Ethan, along with two other students, prepared for their first dungeon exploration. As they stood at the entrance, the air was thick with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation.
The dungeon's entrance loomed before them, a dark and mysterious portal leading to unknown challenges and treasures.
Well, that was an exaggeration, but essentially, the concept was the same.
Ethan adjusted the grip on his spear, feeling a surge of determination.
One of his companions, a girl with vibrant red hair named Mia, exchanged a quick glance with Ethan and nodded, her eyes reflecting a blend of curiosity and readiness.
Beside them stood a tall and quiet boy named Oliver. His stoic expression betrayed little emotion, but there was a certain intensity in his gaze that hinted at his focus on the task at hand.
As the trio stepped into the dungeon, the atmosphere changed instantly. The air inside felt dense, and the echoes of their footsteps reverberated through the narrow passageways.
This was the first day that Ethan had started making his name in the academy.
*******
"Today will be different from other days. We will be having a joint dungeon exploration."
Ethan, along with the rest of the class, awaited further instructions. As the instructor explained the details, he realized that today's exploration would involve partnering with students from other classes, fostering teamwork and collaboration.
*******
"Julia! What happened!" Ethan exclaimed, rushing into the room where Julia was supposed to be resting.
As he entered, the sight before him was jarring. Julia lay on the bed, her body battered and bruised. Her face, once vibrant with energy, was now beaten and marked with signs of a fierce struggle. The room felt heavy with an air of distress.
Ethan's eyes widened in shock and concern. He couldn't comprehend how Julia, one of his closest friends, ended up in such a state.
Lilia, who was in the room attending to Julia, turned to Ethan with a somber expression. "She encountered a real yeti in the dungeon."
"A real yeti? What? How is that possible? Aren't the monsters in the dungeon are all copies?"
"We don't know what happened yet. The academy is working on it right now."
"Then, what happened to others?"
"...Many students died…."
It was the start of things going down...
*******
As the days passed, Ethan consistently improved himself. Yet, he himself didn't know what the industry had folded in front of his eyes.
CLICK! CLICK!
"These features....Isn't he from the Hartley Family?"
"Yes. He is the youngest member of Hartleys, Ethan."
"Hmm? Ethan Hartley?"
"He is not that known yet since he is a rather late bloomer."
"Ah…..He is the Scapegoat of Hartleys, right?"
"Ssh….Lower your voice."
"Hick! Right!"
"The Middletons are here too? That's Lucas Middleton, right? So striking."
"Is that Carl Braveheart? Just as it was said, the blood of giants runs in his veins!"
"Ah, the esteemed representatives of renowned families. Welcome to the banquet of Blackthorn's...
This day would mark the first time he had encountered a demon follower in his life.
********
"Earlier today, the Blackthorn Family's grand banquet was thrown into turmoil as a group of unidentified intruders launched an assault. The security forces and the estate guards were quick to respond, and the situation is now under control. However, in the midst of this chaotic event, the heir, Kaiser Blackthorn, has gone missing."
********
"As you all already know, it is the mid-term season for the academy."
Even after the death of the students, the academy continued with the semester. It was a decision made by the government and the headmaster, after all, and today was the day when the students conducted their mid-terms.
"You will enter the dungeon all alone and will explore individually. You will be graded according to that."
*******
"Ethan Hartley, rank 1110."
The announcement after the mid-terms left a buzz in the air, and Ethan's eyes widened in surprise. His rank had seen a significant jump, and he couldn't believe the sudden leap in his standings.
He tried his best and certainly was sure that his rank would increase after the second test they subjected him to, but he never thought it would be this much.
As the news spread among the students, whispers filled the hallways, and curious eyes turned toward Ethan. The number 1110 had become a topic of conversation among the students, and Ethan found himself at the center of attention.
Julia, with a proud smile, patted Ethan on the back. "You did it, Ethan! That's an incredible improvement. Looks like your efforts are paying off."
Lucas clapped Ethan on the shoulder. "Man, you're climbing up the ranks like a rocket! Teach us your secrets, yeah?"
Even Irina, with her grumpy demeanor, couldn't hide a small smirk. "Not bad, Hartley. I guess you're not just a dreamer after all."
However, amongst that attention, he failed to notice a pair of lifeless purple eyes looking his way at all...
********
"Yo, guys." Jim approached the club members. "Are you ready for today's location?"
Excitement filled the air as the Adventurer and Exploration Club members geared up for their trip to one of the seaside cities. The prospect of exploration and adventure added a spark to their usual routine.
As they arrived at the city, the vibrant sounds and scents of the sea surrounded them. The group explored the picturesque streets, taking in the unique atmosphere of the coastal town. Jim led the way with his usual enthusiasm, sharing interesting trivia about the city's history and landmarks.
Ethan and Julia found themselves in a charming little restaurant, enjoying a moment of respite. The aroma of freshly cooked seafood filled the air, and the sounds of the bustling city outside provided a lively backdrop.
However, the tranquility was shattered when the restaurant suddenly erupted into chaos. Demon followers, their dark presence palpable, barged in with malevolent intentions. The patrons screamed, and tables were overturned in the panic.
In the chaos that ensued, the two of them became an unwitting focal point of resistance against the demon followers.
Word of the incident spread quickly through the city. The Adventurer and Exploration Club's intervention became a tale told among the locals and, after that, in the news.
Ethan's fame continued to soar more and more.
*******
"This brings us to this semester's last class. I hope every one of you enjoyed the classes and your first semester here," the instructor addressed the students, her tone reflecting a mixture of nostalgia and encouragement.
As the students exchanged glances, a sense of accomplishment and camaraderie lingered in the air. The challenges, lessons, and friendships formed over the semester had left a lasting impact on each of them.
"Now, before we conclude, I'd like to remind you all that the finals are just around the corner," the instructor continued, bringing the students' attention back to the imminent challenges. "The finals will test not only your knowledge but also your practical skills and application of what you've learned throughout the semester."
She emphasized the importance of thorough preparation and encouraged the students to approach the upcoming exams with diligence and determination. The atmosphere in the classroom shifted as the reality of the impending finals settled in.
"Use the remaining time wisely, review your notes, and don't hesitate to seek assistance if needed. Your hard work and dedication throughout the semester will undoubtedly reflect in your performance during the finals," the instructor concluded, her words carrying a motivational undertone.
*******
"Why does it have to be you? Why can't it be me?"
And now, in the final exam, where the duels were conducted between students while everyone was watching, Ethan's eyes met with the hollow black-purple eyes.
Chapter 271 - Divergence (3)
"Why does it have to be you? Why can't it be me?" The anguished voice echoed in the tense atmosphere of the final exam.
The duels between students were underway; each confrontation met with eager eyes from the onlooking students.
In the midst of the arena, Ethan found himself face to face with a mysterious opponent, his eyes meeting the hollow black-purple eyes of the other student.
FLINCH!
A shiver ran down Ethan's spine as an unsettling feeling settled in the pit of his stomach. Of course, he knew who this person was.
It was the gloomy student who never talked with others. After all, he was quite famous for being the last ranked in the academy, and Ethan had heard his name quite a few times.
"What do you mean?" However, Ethan was having a hard time comprehending his words.
"What do I mean? Of course, you wouldn't understand." His response didn't explain much as well, as the student just looked at him.
As the two locked eyes, it was as if time momentarily stood still. The purple hue of the student's eyes seemed otherworldly, but within that vibrant color, Ethan detected a small but distinct blackness, as if something sinister lurked within.
Ethan continued to study the person before him, attempting to understand the cryptic words and the unsettling gaze. However, the young man remained silent, offering no further explanation.
The judge raised his hand, signaling the commencement of the duel. "Ethan Hartley versus Astron Natusalune. Begin!"
The judge's words hung in the air as Ethan and Astron Natusalune prepared to face off. The tension escalated, and the onlookers leaned in, their eyes fixed on the impending clash.
Ethan tightened his grip on his spear, a determined glint in his eyes. Astron, on the other hand, wielded a pair of gleaming daggers, his expression unreadable. The arena crackled with anticipation as the duel began.
SWOOSH!
Ethan lunged forward, his spear cutting through the air with precision. Astron swiftly dodged the initial strike, showcasing agility that contradicted his low rank.
'Hmm?'
However, Ethan continued his relentless assault, pressing Astron back with each calculated move.
CLANK!
The clash of metal resonated as Astron desperately parried Ethan's spear with his daggers.
The power and skill gap between them was evident, with Ethan easily overpowering his mysterious opponent. The onlookers exchanged glances, surprised by the one-sided nature of the confrontation.
Astron's movements became more erratic, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. Despite his best efforts, he struggled to keep up with Ethan's speed and strength.
"Tch."
The hollow black-purple eyes betrayed a hint of frustration, a stark contrast to Ethan's focused determination.
Ethan's spear danced through the air, its movements fluid and controlled. He anticipated Astron's every move, exploiting weaknesses in his defense. It was clear that Ethan had the upper hand, and the arena buzzed with murmurs as the disparity in skill became more apparent.
'I don't know what is his deal, but I will end it with this.'
「Spear of Hartley. Tiger's Thrust. 」
CLANK!
With a powerful thrust, Ethan disarmed Astron, sending one of the daggers flying across the arena.
"Wow, he did it."
The spectators gasped in amazement at the sheer dominance displayed by Ethan.
However, instead of reveling in his victory, Ethan hesitated for a moment, his gaze fixed on Astron's remaining dagger and his face.
"In the end, I couldn't even do this on my own."
His eyes were locked on his hands as he mumbled to himself. The aura surrounding himself started to change as well, as Ethan started to feel that sinister aura emanating from him.
"I don't know what your deal is, but I won't let you do whatever you are doing."
Ethan's internal conflict fueled his determination as he refocused on the duel. With a newfound resolve, he charged at Astron, his spear poised for another strike.
Astron, despite being disarmed by one dagger, exuded an air of calm confidence as he mumbled expressionlessly. "It is easy to say for you, isn't it? After all, you are Ethan Hartley. The genius of the Hartley family."
CLANK!
As Ethan lunged forward with the Spear of Hartley, Astron effortlessly parried the attack with his remaining dagger.
"Huh?"
Ethan let out a surprised exclamation as he looked at his parried dagger and shaking wrists.
SWOOSH!
Following that, Astron unleashed a surprising punch. The blow was delivered with such speed and precision that Ethan had little time to react—the punch connected, sending Ethan hurtling backward through the air.
CRASH!
The spectators gasped as Ethan crashed to the ground, the impact causing a cloud of dust to rise around him.
The dust settled around the arena as Ethan struggled to rise from the impact. Astron stood calmly, the remaining dagger in hand, a cold expression on his face. The spectators watched in anticipation, unsure of what would unfold next.
Astron's disdainful gaze fixated on Ethan as he spoke with a voice filled with bitterness. "You think it's that simple, don't you? Just train hard and get stronger. But talentless people like us tend to drown in their own pit of mediocrity."
Ethan, still catching his breath, shot a determined look at Astron. Now, the aura surrounding him has already changed.
SWOOSH!
But at that moment, Astron, with an eerie calmness, disappeared from his original position, only to reappear right before Ethan's face. His hands were shrouded in eerie and dark energy, an unsettling sight that sent a chill down the spines of the onlookers.
THUD!
Before Ethan could react, Astron unleashed another punch with ruthless precision. The blow landed squarely on Ethan's battered form, preventing him from standing up.
The force of the punch echoed through the arena, and Ethan crumpled to the ground once more.
The spectators watched in horrified silence as Astron, consumed by an unseen darkness, continued his assault. Each punch was delivered with a mixture of anger and frustration as if Astron was unleashing years of pent-up emotion with each blow.
As Astron beat Ethan mercilessly, he spoke with a voice filled with a bitter resonance that reverberated through the arena. "I hated myself at first. I thought it was my fault for being weak. I blamed myself for everything, thinking I could change all of those. But I realized, no matter what I did, this world was never going to let me stand."
Ethan, struggling to endure the relentless assault, listened to Astron's words with a mix of confusion and pain. The dark energy surrounding Astron intensified, casting an ominous glow on the scene.
"The god himself abandoned first 'her' and then me," Astron continued, his voice carrying a deep sense of betrayal. "No one cared for me, even while everything was happening right in front of their faces."
"Burghk-!" Ethan spitted blood from his face as he couldn't bear the blows.
"Even after trying to achieve my revenge in the pursuit of the very beings that made my life hell, I learned the enemy I deemed had never been the ones I sought."
SMASH!
"Do you know how desperate I felt? How empty everything was?"
SMASH!
"It was then I realized it's not the weak's fault for being trampled, nor the strong's fault for using their power. It's this world's fault for giving power to the wrong people."
He looked at Ethan with a face that was spiteful. "People like you who can afford to live in their own fantasies and make them reality just because they were gifted from the start…..This is what I hate the most."
With each word, Astron's punches became more fervent, a manifestation of his inner turmoil.
"And, now, I sold my very soul to the devil so that at least my very being could mean something to this world. You may call it a stupid protest against this shitty place, but at the end of the day, it will never matter at all. The world had taken everything from me. And I will make sure I at least contribute to its destruction."
BOOM!
At that moment, a sound of explosion filled the place where the final exam had been happening.
SCREAM!
Screams surrounded the place as people ran around like their lives depended on it.
As Astron's punches intensified, a realization dawned on Ethan. It wasn't Astron's power that caused his emptiness; it was the very essence of his being, scarred by the world that had turned its back on him to the point where nothing had left. The empathy for Astron's suffering swelled within Ethan, and a straight determination filled his eyes.
Inwardly, Ethan realized that there was only one way to save Astron from the abyss of despair. It wasn't through defeating him in a physical battle; it was by putting an end to his suffering. A deep understanding surged within Ethan – only by ending Astron's life could he bring an end to the anguish that had consumed him.
The determination etched on Ethan's face became unwavering. His battered body seemed to draw strength from an uncharted reserve as he pushed himself up, his gaze fixed on Astron.
'There is only one way.'
At that moment, Ethan knew what he had to do, not just for himself but for the tormented soul standing before him.
As Astron prepared to deliver another devastating punch, the atmosphere hung heavy with tension.
THUD!
However, at that critical moment, Ethan summoned a surge of strength from within. With newfound determination, he intercepted Astron's incoming punch, blocking it with an unwavering resolve.
"I'm sorry," Ethan mumbled under his breath, the weight of his words carried by the gravity of the situation.
He felt the surge of strength coursing through his body as if drawn from an untapped source.
THUD!
Following that, Ethan threw a kick to him, sending him crashing to the other side of the arena.
SMASH!
There were already explosions occurring everywhere around, and Ethan knew he needed to help. But it was going to be a lot more dangerous to let this person go.
Feeling the newfound power, Ethan spat to the ground, a symbolic gesture of defiance against the impending darkness that threatened to engulf them both.
The air crackled with tension as Astron, consumed by the dark energy surrounding him, prepared to unleash his daggers.
"You are sorry for what?"
Astron's hands gripped the daggers tightly, the black energy swirling around him like a malevolent storm.
"….."
"You can't answer, can you? Just like your motives, even your apologies are shallow."
"No matter what I give you as an answer, you will never see it as honest."
"There is no honesty in this world."
Ethan, fueled by a mix of sympathy and determination, readied his spear. The arena seemed to hold its breath, the chaotic sounds of panic and destruction fading into the background.
SWOOSH!
The clash between the two students, now armed with their respective weapons, was imminent.
Ethan, scarred and battered, knew that he had to bring an end to Astron's suffering, even if it meant sacrificing a part of himself in the process.
"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!"
With a primal scream, Astron lunged forward, daggers gleaming with ominous intent. In response, Ethan met him head-on, the clash of weapons resonating with a melancholic melody.
The black energy surrounding Astron intensified, creating an ethereal display of darkness.
Despite Ethan's determined efforts, the battle took its toll on both fighters. Each strike left its mark – scars etched into their very beings.
As the clash reached its crescendo, Ethan was able to get the feeling.
"I am sorry, you lost soul." He mumbled as he closed his eyes.
「Spear of Hartley. Derived form. Gentle Farewell. 」
With a surge of determination, Ethan executed the technique, a manifestation of both strength and mercy.
The spear, bathed in an otherworldly light, moved with a grace that contradicted the brutal nature of the battle.
It pierced through Astron's dark energy, reaching his very core with a gentleness that seemed out of place in the chaos.
Astron's primal scream was silenced as the ethereal display of darkness dissipated, leaving only the fading echoes of their clash.
"Kurgh-!"
SILENCE!
The arena fell into an eerie silence as Ethan withdrew the spear, ending Astron's life gently.
THUD!
As Astron fell to the ground, the last thing he saw was the face of the very person he yearned for.
However, the victory was not without its cost. As the spear of mercy fulfilled its purpose, Astron's dagger, fueled by the last vestiges of his dark energy, pierced through Ethan's shoulder. The pain was intense, and a scar marked the spot where the dagger had made its impact.
Yet, Ethan's face didn't even grimace at all.
"I am sorry…..for failing everything and seeing such a person turning in this way…."
He bowed his head, leaning on his spear with one.
"May the lord bless your soul….."
Chapter 272 - Divergence (4)
"The parents had been expressing their discontent at the Arcadia Hunter Academy. After the recent scandal during the mid-terms, where many students lost their lives, the academy was now subjected to another attack during the finals. Concerns about the safety of the academy are on the rise, and many of the governors are suggesting there might be a case of money embezzlement.
In a recent press conference, the academy's spokesperson tried to assure the public that they were taking the necessary measures to address the security issues. However, the series of unfortunate events has led to a decline in the academy's reputation, with parents questioning the safety of their children within its walls.
The news announcer's voice echoed through living rooms, conveying the gravity of the situation. Parents, once eager to enroll their children in the prestigious academy, are now reconsidering their decisions. The scandal has cast a shadow over the institution, and the allegations of money embezzlement only add to the growing concerns.
As the investigation into the recent attack continues, the academy finds itself at a crossroads, facing not only external scrutiny but also internal challenges that threaten its standing in the eyes of both students and parents alike."
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"Until further notice, you will be having your vacations. We, as the academy, understand the concerns and fears that have arisen due to recent events. The safety and well-being of our students are our top priorities.
In light of the recent incidents and the ongoing investigations, I, as the headmaster, would like to take full responsibility for everything that has transpired. It is our duty to ensure a secure and nurturing environment for every student, and I apologize for any lapse in that commitment.
The academy will now enter a period of reflection and thorough assessment of our security measures. We will work tirelessly to address the concerns raised by both parents and students. Your safety is paramount to us, and we will not rest until we have implemented measures that guarantee a secure learning environment.
During this vacation period, students are encouraged to take the time to relax, rejuvenate, and be with their families. We understand the toll recent events may have taken on your mental and emotional well-being, and we want to provide you with the opportunity to relieve yourselves of any stress or anxiety.
Rest assured that the academy is dedicated to making the necessary changes to ensure a safe return for everyone. We appreciate your patience and understanding during this challenging time, and we look forward to welcoming you back to a stronger, more secure Arcadia Hunter Academy."
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After the recent events and his fight within the academy, Ethan's fame rose even more thanks to his achievements in the attack of the final exam.
He had contributed greatly against the combat, directly neutralizing three demon-followers, one of them being an insider student.
His achievements in the face of adversity had not gone unnoticed, and the association decided to reward him for his exceptional contributions.
In a grand ceremony, Ethan was presented with a prestigious medal, recognizing him as a rising star within the Arcadia Hunter Academy.
The ceremony was attended by various influential figures, including members of the association, academy officials, and renowned hunters.
"Welcome! Today, we honor Ethan Hartley, a young hunter who displayed exceptional skills and unwavering courage during the final exam. Ethan's actions protected his fellow students and made him a beacon of hope and inspiration for us all. We bestow upon him this prestigious medal as a symbol of his accomplishments and potential. Congratulations, Ethan!"
The announcer's voice echoed through the hall, detailing Ethan's accomplishments and highlighting his courage and skill during the recent attack.
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"Arcadia Hunter Academy has announced that the second semester of the academic year will soon start. The headmaster announces that they now have taken more extreme measures so that the future Hunters' safety is guaranteed.
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"Another terrorism act on the recent south shore of the Phacelia State. What does the increase in the villain's activities mean? Are the citizens safe? What are Hunters doing?"
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"In a recent press release, Arcadia Hunter Academy declares the imminent commencement of the second semester for the academic year. The headmaster ensures that extensive measures have been implemented to fortify the safety of future Hunters within the academy's walls.
The commitment to safeguarding students has become paramount, with the institution steadfastly adapting to ensure a secure learning environment."
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"Breaking News: Yet another act of terrorism has occurred on the south shore of the Phacelia State. As the frequency of villain activities increases, citizens are left questioning their safety. What actions are the Hunters taking to counter these threats? Stay tuned for updates as we delve into the implications of this surge in criminal activity."
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"Innovations at the Forefront: Arcane-Powered Transportation Unveiled! The realm of hunter technology sees a groundbreaking advancement with the introduction of arcane-powered vehicles. These revolutionary transports aim to enhance the efficiency and speed of Hunters during their missions."
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"Unearthed Mysteries: Ancient Ruins Discovered in the Enchanted Forest! A team of intrepid explorers, including some Arcadia Hunter Academy students, stumbles upon long-lost ruins in the heart of the Enchanted Forest. Speculations arise about the secrets concealed within these ancient structures."
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"City on High Alert: Another Demon Incursion Strikes the Eastern District! In the latest wave of attacks, demons infiltrate the bustling Eastern District, prompting heightened security measures. How will the Hunters respond to this sudden surge in demonic activity?"
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"As Danger Looms: Newly Devised Defensive Charms Enter the Market! In light of recent threats, enchanters unveil a range of defensive charms designed to protect citizens and Hunters alike. The market witnesses an influx of these magical safeguards, each promising enhanced security against supernatural forces."
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"Ethan Hartley and Victor Blackthorn Share the First Place in the Recent Youngster's Olympics!
In a spectacular display of skill and determination, the two rising stars, Ethan Hartley and Victor Blackthorn, have triumphantly secured the top spot in the highly competitive Youngster's Olympics. The thrilling competition, which showcased the exceptional abilities of the younger generation, ended in a rare tie as both participants demonstrated unparalleled prowess.
Both participants are rising stars from the Arcadia Hunter Academy and their exceptional performance has helped to restore some of the lost trust in their academy."
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"Mysterious Murders in the City of Vrester. What is the reason for unknown murders? The local security expressed their desire to involve the Demonic Human Bureau. Once again, is this still the work of the Demonic Humans?"
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"Increasing Dungeon Threats: Urgent Call for Awakened Hunters!
Dungeon numbers surge, posing a growing danger. The Hunter Association urgently calls all Awakened individuals to become Hunters. With escalating threats, the need for more defenders has never been higher. Awakened individuals are urged to join the fight and undergo training to protect communities from the rising dungeon menace.
The fate of the future rests on the collective strength and courage of those willing to step forward."
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"Arcadia Hunter Academy Adapts to Rising Dungeon Threats!
Amidst the surge in dungeon numbers, Arcadia Hunter Academy unveils a revamped curriculum. Focused on real-world scenarios and practical skills, the academy aims to produce specialized Hunters ready to tackle the evolving challenges posed by dungeons.
This strategic shift is designed to create a new generation of adaptable and proficient defenders, ensuring community safety in the face of escalating threats."
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"Ethan Hartley Secures Victory in Valerian Interacademic Competition!
Arcadia Hunter Academy's rising star, Ethan Hartley, claims triumph in the prestigious Valerian Interacademic Competition. As accolades pour in, the question lingers: Has Arcadia Hunter Academy fully regained the trust of its citizens with this remarkable achievement?"
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"A new star appeared! Could Saintess Sylvie be the salvation of the Humanity?"
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"Ethan Hartley Yet Smashes Another Record: Youngest Member of the Demonic Human Bureau!
In an unprecedented achievement, Ethan Hartley hailed as one of the latest to awaken, has shattered expectations once again by becoming the youngest member of the prestigious Demonic Human Bureau. His meteoric rise from a novice Hunter to a distinguished figure within the Bureau has left the Hunter community in awe.
The Demonic Human Bureau, renowned for its rigorous standards and stringent selection process, has recognized Ethan's extraordinary talents and unwavering commitment to the safety of humanity. As the youngest member to join its ranks, Ethan Hartley stands as a testament to the remarkable potential harbored by the younger generation.
In response to this remarkable milestone, Ethan expressed his gratitude and determination to fulfill his responsibilities.
"I see this as an opportunity to represent not only myself but also the younger generation of Hunters. We have a duty to protect, and I will strive to be a beacon of hope for those who believe in a safer future."
Ethan's appointment to the Demonic Human Bureau positions him as a symbol of inspiration for aspiring Hunters and a rising hero within the Hunter community.
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"The World Once Again Faces Dire Challenges: Re-Invasion of Demons and Escalating Dungeon Threats! As demons reclaim footholds and dungeon numbers surge, the Hunters find themselves grappling with unprecedented challenges. The government takes measures to fortify its defenses, but the safety of citizens hangs in the balance."
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"Unveiling the Shadows: Blackthorn Family's Hidden Past Exposed! In a shocking revelation, the Blackthorn family's enigmatic history comes to light. Whispers of past dealings, hidden alliances, and secret pacts send shockwaves through the Valerian Federation. How will this revelation impact Victor Blackthorn and his family's standing in the Hunter community?"
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"Crisis in Arcadia Dominion: Pillar Family Exposed and Terminated! In a recent conference of the Arcadia Dominion, the dark past of one of the six pillar families is laid bare. Shockingly, the revelations lead to the termination of the once-influential family. As political tremors reverberate, the Dominion faces an unprecedented shake-up.
What ramifications will this have for the political landscape of magic and the balance of power?"
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"Aurora Sanctum's Secrets Unveiled: Strict Nation in the West Holds Hidden Agendas! As the spotlight shifts to the mysterious Aurora Sanctum, a small country to the west, questions arise about its rigid policies and clandestine activities. Speculations circulate regarding the Sanctum's involvement in regional affairs, raising concerns about the true nature of this insular nation.
What secrets lie behind the closed doors of the Aurora Sanctum?"
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"The Shadows Within Corruption and Intrigue Plague Hunter Association! Allegations of corruption and internal strife cast a shadow over the Hunter Association. Whispers of betrayal, power struggles, and covert alliances threaten the very foundation of the organization. As Hunters question the integrity of their leaders, the future of the association hangs in the balance.
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"Dark Unveiling: Ethan Hartley's Shocking Act - Hunter Association Head Terminated! In a shocking turn of events, Ethan Hartley takes matters into his own hands, executing the last remaining head of the beleaguered Hunter Association. Witnesses describe a scene of tumultuous emotions as Ethan, tears streaming down his face, carries out the termination.
The act raises disturbing questions: Is Ethan a true hero, fighting against a corrupt system, or are unseen powers orchestrating a sinister play behind the scenes? As the world watches, uncertainty grips the Hunter community, leaving them to ponder the implications of this unprecedented event."
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"The Demonic Cataclysm: Unprecedented Demon Surge Engulfs the Federation! Demonic forces launch a coordinated onslaught, overwhelming Hunter defenses across the eastern region. Cities teeter on the brink of collapse as demons rampage through the streets. The cataclysmic event forces citizens and Hunters alike to confront the harsh reality of an unprecedented demonic invasion."
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"Humanity's Last Stand: Ethan Hartley Emerges as the True Hero in the Demonic Cataclysm! As the Demonic Cataclysm engulfs the Federation, Ethan Hartley rises as the beacon of hope and the true hero in the face of unparalleled adversity. Leading the charge against the demonic onslaught, Ethan becomes the linchpin in humanity's desperate struggle for survival.
In the midst of chaos, he orchestrates strategic defenses, rallies Hunters, and stands unwavering against the demonic tide.
The world watches as Ethan emerges as the symbol of humanity's resilience, fighting not only against the demons but also against the shadows of doubt and conspiracy. As cities crumble and alliances shatter, Ethan Hartley stands firm, proving that even in the darkest of times, true heroes rise to defend what remains of humanity's last castle against the relentless demonic surge."
Chapter 273 - Connecting Dots
Irina sat in stunned silence, the weight of the future pressing down on her. The glimpses of events that unfolded over time had shaken her understanding of the world.
As she processed the cascade of information, doubts, and questions swirled in her mind like a tempest.
'Was that even a future?'
The events that had unfolded from the vision that she saw…..There were many things that didn't match what she knew and experienced.
Many of the things were different.
From what she had remembered, Julia wasn't injured in the joint dungeon exploration, and none of the students died, even though a real yeti had appeared.
'Things are a lot different from what I know.'
She remembered what happened at the Blackthorn Family banquet. Even though she didn't know everything in detail, she remembered the attack.
That scene where she had seen such a large-scale attack for the first time was still engraved in her mind, even though it was not her first time encountering a demonic human.
But that wasn't the end.
'Mid-terms.'
The events that happened in mid-terms weren't that different. Ethan ranked up once again. However, his rank didn't increase by three digits but remained at 1110, and that was another divergence.
'Astron hadn't ranked up either.'
Astron's name wasn't mentioned, as he still seemed like he was the last ranked.
As she remembered his perspective of time-frame, she remembered he was approached after the mid-terms.
'Academy curriculum.'
But, if she remembered one important thing, it would be the fact that the academy hadn't introduced a changed curriculum after the mid-terms.
'They did it in the second year.'
Nothing seemed to add up.
Even right now, the trip to the Phantom's Land didn't seem to make any sense. According to what she had seen, they weren't supposed to be here but in the academy training.
'And the attack in the final exams and Astron's death.'
The person whose past she had witnessed died just like that.
"He can't be like that. Astron can't be a demonic human. I refuse to believe it," Irina declared inwardly, her denial a desperate attempt to shield herself from the harsh truth.
The Astron she knew had vulnerabilities and struggles, but the idea of him succumbing to the darkness seemed impossible.
The trip to the Phantom's Land, the altered mid-term events, and the tragic outcome of the final exams all painted a distorted picture of the future.
Irina grappled with the dissonance between what she knew and what she had seen, a battle between the reality she clung to and the unsettling truths that unfolded.
'It can't be, not again…..'
The fear of betrayal, a sentiment she thought she had overcome, resurfaced with a vengeance.
'Please not….'
It was a visceral reaction, an instinctual attempt to protect herself from the heart-wrenching realization that those she trusted might not be who they seemed.
"I won't believe it. Astron, please, let this be some twisted vision, a nightmare," Irina pleaded silently, her thoughts a desperate plea for the reality she cherished to remain intact.
The suffocating fear of betrayal mingled with the anguish of uncertainty, creating a storm of conflicting emotions within her.
But at that moment, she stopped.
'What am I doing?'
As if something danged at her, Irina abruptly stopped herself, her internal tumult grinding to a halt. The realization hit her like a sudden wave, breaking through the tempest of conflicting emotions.
She took a deep breath psychologically, forcing herself to step back from the precipice of despair.
The visions, the diverging futures, the unsettling revelations – they threatened to drown her in a sea of uncertainty.
"No," she muttered, her voice steadying. "This is not helping. I can't lose my sense of reality to these visions. What's happened, what's real, is what I've lived, not these fractured glimpses."
Forcing herself to calm down, Irina straightened, her determination resurfacing. The visions might have shaken her, but she couldn't afford to lose sight of her purpose.
She was here to understand, to unravel the mystery of the Phantom's Land, not to succumb to the disorienting effects of glimpses into possible futures.
"Sigh…."
As she sighed, she looked around.
She needed to know what place she was in.
'These are definitely not the memories of Astron nor Ethan.'
It didn't make any sense for her to see the memories of two different people from a third-person perspective, which also didn't add the events that she knew.
'First, I need to check what is different.'
With a resolute focus, Irina retraced her steps, mentally organizing the events that happened in the world she knew. The joint dungeon exploration, the Blackthorn Family banquet attack, the mid-terms, and the recent trip to the Phantom's Land were the events she experienced.
She listed the differences in her mind, slowly and steadily.
Irina meticulously went through the mental list of events, comparing the memories she knew with the visions she had witnessed. The differences began to crystallize in her mind as she focused on each key moment:
Joint Dungeon Exploration: In the visions, there were discrepancies in Julia's well-being, and some students faced fatal outcomes. However, in her lived experiences, no such tragedies occurred. Julia remained unharmed, and everyone survived the encounter with the real yeti.
Blackthorn Family Banquet Attack: The scale and details of the attack on the Blackthorn Family banquet seemed exaggerated in the visions. While she did recall a demonic human attack, the events she saw in the future diverged significantly from her own memory.
Mid-Terms: The rankings of Ethan and Astron didn't align with her knowledge. Ethan's rank remained at 1110, and Astron's name wasn't mentioned, contrary to her own experience where Ethan consistently climbed in rankings, and Astron was the last ranked.
Academy Curriculum Change: The vision portrayed a changed curriculum after mid-terms, while in reality, the academy introduced a revamped curriculum in the second year, not after mid-terms.
Phantom's Land Trip: The current situation, being in the Phantom's Land instead of the academy training, was a stark deviation. The events unfolding around her didn't align with her expectations or experiences.
Attack in the Final Exams and Astron's Death: The vision showed Astron meeting a tragic end, succumbing to becoming a demonic human. This contradicted the Astron she knew, leaving her in disbelief and denial.
With the differences laid out before her, Irina took a moment to absorb the information. The space she found herself in, the visions she witnessed, didn't conform to any logical understanding of time or reality. It was as if she had stepped into a realm that transcended the boundaries of her known world.
"Sigh… What is this place?" Irina murmured, her eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings. The landscape seemed ethereal, shifting in subtle ways that defied conventional logic. The space felt both tangible and ephemeral, a paradox that added to the enigma surrounding her.
"Wait…."
At that moment, she saw herself in one of the visions. She was looking at the sky without knowing what to do.
Something danged into her head.
As Irina pondered the discrepancies and observed the surreal surroundings, a realization dawned on her. The visions, the ability to witness different timelines, the disconnected space – it all pointed to a place beyond the confines of her physical reality. It was as if she had transcended the limits of the world she knew.
"Wait… A place where I can watch myself… Others… Different timelines… Different people… Different locations…," Irina mumbled to herself, connecting the dots between the visions and the space she found herself in.
Curiosity guiding her, she looked around, taking in the ethereal landscape that seemed to exist outside the rules of the physical world. It was then that she tried to sense her own body.
To her surprise, she realized she felt no physical constraints. It was as if she had become a mere observer, detached from the tangible realities that governed her everyday existence.
'Wait…'
Then, a memory surfaced – a recent magical conference where a high-ranking mage and a scholar presented a theoretical framework on dimensions.
The scholars spoke of realms beyond the known, places where the laws of physics and the rules of the world diverged.
'Diverging Dimensions Theory.'
"A high-ranking dimension," Irina whispered, her invisible eyes widening. "This….."
The landscape around her seemed to shimmer with the possibilities of countless realities, each unfolding in its unique way.
In that moment of realization, Irina came to terms with the truth. She wasn't in the physical world anymore.
She had traversed into a higher-ranking dimension, a realm where time and space never even existed before.
'Don't tell me….'
That explained why she was able to see everything. If she was inside a dimension that was way above what any other person normally stayed in…
Then it would make sense.
"If so, then…..This is a parallel world."
The realization danged in. The concept of a parallel world, a different timeline where everything unfolded in an alternate fashion, explained the disjointed visions and the discrepancies between her memories and the glimpses she had seen.
In this higher-ranking dimension, Irina found herself not merely witnessing events but existing in a space where time and reality took unexpected turns.
The landscapes she saw were reflections of a reality that deviated from the one she knew. The realization opened a gateway to understanding the intricacies of the parallel world she now inhabited.
"But, how? Why am I here? What brought me here?"
The moment she asked this question to herself, she remembered what happened before she came here.
"The Magic Spell. Dreams....No, not dreams."
She thought it was a dream, but it wasn't.
"My spell didn't even work as intended from the start."
If it did, she would be inside a dream.
"It was distorted. Because of something….Something outside of my control."
It was because of that distortion that she ended up crossing dimensions.
"The entity."
The entity whose existence she had discovered. The being that she thought was so formidable that she sought help.
"Because of its magic, I ended up here."
At that exact moment, Irina started to question what those phantoms were.
"Crossing dimensions….Phantoms….Lost souls…."
Then she realized.
"They are not lost souls…..They are the souls of the people of parallel worlds...The reason why phantoms exist…..is because their original place is taken by their parallel selves…."
As if a revelation dawned upon her, she started mumbling like a maniac.
"The entity…..is the main cause why Phantoms exist. It makes the souls of the people cross dimensions and take the place of their parallel selves by force. And the ones that end up returning to the real world couldn't find their places at all and become phantoms…."
"And the reason why I ended up here….is because Sylvie and my spell intercepted the path, leaving me in the alternate higher dimension that bridges the two parallel worlds."
Her analytical mind, which was going to make her the best and strongest mage in the world, started spinning at a rapid speed.
She interpreted everything as she realized what was happening here.
"But why? Why is it doing this?" Irina questioned aloud, her thoughts racing as she grappled with the revelation of the entity's involvement in the creation of phantoms and the distortion of dimensions.
As she pondered the motive behind the entity's actions, a subtle shift in the fabric of the higher-ranking dimension caught her attention. A slit began to form in the otherwise seamless space, a tiny rupture that seemed to connect her world to something beyond.
Her invisible eyes widened as she stared at the developing slit. It was a portal, a disturbance in the delicate balance of space and time. The entity's goal became clearer – it sought to create a specific portal, a conduit for something far more dangerous.
At that moment, Irina sensed an ominous presence emanating from the opening slit. A palpable feeling of danger and malevolence washed over her. Whatever lay beyond that portal was not only threatening but also held an air of humiliation to the point where she could feel the world would get destroyed.
The realization struck her like a bolt of lightning. The entity's actions, the creation of phantoms, the disturbance in dimensions – they all pointed toward a grander scheme.
The slit in the space was a gateway, and what lurked beyond was a force that could bring about unimaginable consequences.
"We need to stop it."
She mumbled to herself as she looked around frantically.
"But how?"
Chapter 274 - Connecting Dots (2)
"We need to stop it," Irina mumbled to herself, the urgency of the situation pressing down on her invisible form. The realization of the impending threat, the dangerous force beyond the portal, fueled her determination.
"But how?"
But then, a new question presented itself: How? How could she, in her intangible state within this higher-ranking dimension, intervene and put an end to the entity's machinations?
Panic flickered in her invisible eyes as she looked around frantically, searching for a way to take action. The vastness of the higher dimension seemed to close in on her, leaving her feeling both trapped and desperate.
"There must be a way out; there has to be," Irina repeated to herself, her voice carrying a note of urgency. She desperately wished for an exit from this place, a path back to her reality where she could use the knowledge she had gained to prevent the unfolding catastrophe.
Her mind raced, considering the possibilities. Could she manipulate the dimensional fabric and return to her world? Was there a key to unlock the invisible barrier that confined her in this space? The answers remained elusive, and frustration mounted as she struggled to find a solution.
In her quest for escape, Irina's thoughts echoed with determination. "Think, think. There has to be a way out. I can't let this threat manifest."
As she searched for an exit, the developing portal seemed to pulse with ominous energy, a stark reminder of the imminent danger.
"If what I think is correct, then the stronger the mana of the people inside, the more energy that thing can absorb."
She realized that by coming to Phantom's Land, the academy actually presented the entity with the energy it needed.
"That was why…"
She was safe now that she was outside of the constraints of time and space. After all, she was in a higher dimension.
"Wait…A higher dimension?"
At that moment, she caught on to something that she had overlooked.
"How can I, just a human, exist in this place?"
Irina's invisible form seemed to hover in contemplation as she questioned the very nature of her presence in this higher dimension. According to the Diverging Dimensions Theory, she was aware that beings from one dimension couldn't naturally bypass the rules of that dimension and enter another without external influence.
A realization dawned upon her, and a shiver ran through her intangible form. There was something external at play, something that defied the established rules of dimensional travel. It became clear that her existence in this higher dimension wasn't solely a consequence of her own actions; an external force had facilitated her entry into this realm.
"Someone… or something is keeping me here," Irina muttered, her invisible brows furrowed in thought.
The enigma surrounding her presence deepened as she grappled with the realization that she wasn't alone in navigating the mysteries of this higher dimension.
A surge of uncertainty washed over her. The nature of this external force, its intentions, and the role it played in the unfolding events remained obscured. It added another layer of complexity to an already intricate situation.
"Why would something want me here? What purpose does it serve?" Irina pondered aloud, her thoughts a swirl of questions.
'Hmm.....?'
Amidst the swirling questions and uncertainties, Irina felt a peculiar sensation, as if an invisible thread had connected her to something beyond the confines of the higher dimension.
"This…."
A subtle pull drew her attention, and instinctively, she followed the intangible link, hoping it might unravel the mysteries surrounding her existence in this enigmatic space.
As she pursued the connection, the landscape of the higher dimension seemed to warp and twist, responding to the invisible force guiding her. The shift was disorienting, yet Irina pressed on, driven by the need for answers.
In a surreal moment, the ephemeral surroundings transformed once again, revealing a familiar scene. The shifting hues and indistinct forms coalesced into a recognizable time-frame – Astron's.
The link that pulled her through the dimensions seemed to converge with the events unfolding in Astron's time frame.
"Astron…."
Then, she realized.
"He was the target of spell….."
The spell 「Phantasmic Transfer 」seemed to be something that had a special target, and she knew it was Astron. If that spell was what brought her here, the target of that spell was likely the reason why she was able to stay here.
"The law that is pulling me to my dimension is being negated by the pull that connects me to Astron."
If that is the case, then there was only one thing she needed to do.
"I need to sever the connection."
The realization hit Irina like a bolt of clarity – the key to severing the connection between her and the higher dimension lay in Astron. As she contemplated this, the invisible thread binding them felt stronger, pulsating with a mysterious energy that bridged the gap between their worlds.
"How do I sever this connection?" Irina muttered to herself, her mind racing through possibilities. The connection seemed to be tethered to Astron's soul, a lifeline that transcended the boundaries of their respective dimensions.
Astron's soul, anchored in the parallel dimension, was the focal point that kept Irina bound to this surreal space. If she could somehow facilitate Astron's return to his world, it might disrupt the connection and allow her to escape the clutches of the higher dimension.
"I need to find a way to bring Astron back," Irina concluded, her invisible form tinged with determination.
After all, if what she thought was correct, then the residential souls in the parallel world were the ones that lost their consciousness in the real world. If that is the case, if she could somehow make him return, then thanks to her connection with his soul, the laws that were pulling her would no longer be in a stalemate, and she would escape.
"But how?"
Then, that question arose. How could she bring him back? What could she do? What made someone return from there?
"How did Sylvie make me return?"
Sylvie's power made her return from her unconscious sleep, and she needed to know how she did.
"My dream..."
She forcefully tried to remember what happened when she was unconscious.
Irina delved into the recesses of her memories, attempting to recollect the details of her return from unconsciousness. The process was akin to navigating through a fog, with the specifics eluding her grasp. Frustration threatened to take hold as she strained to remember the events that transpired during her dream.
"What happened in that dream?" Irina muttered to herself, the invisible furrow on her brow reflecting her internal struggle. Calling it a dream was wrong, and she knew that, but that wasn't important now. The memories felt distant, almost as if they were deliberately shrouded in a haze.
She replayed the moments leading up to her awakening, grasping at the fragments that lingered in her mind. Faces, places, and emotions flickered like ephemeral shadows, refusing to coalesce into a coherent narrative.
"No, I need to remember," she insisted, a hint of desperation creeping into her voice. The dream held the key to understanding how Sylvie's power had facilitated her return.
In the midst of the mental turmoil, a lone detail emerged from the fog – a fleeting image of a cute squirrel. The memory, though vague, held a peculiar significance. As Irina strained to recall, the image of the squirrel morphed in her mind, transforming from its natural appearance into a shining yellow hue.
"A yellow squirrel?" Irina mumbled, the revelation sparking a glimmer of recognition. The color, the transformation – it hinted at something beyond the ordinary.
"A trigger…."
Then she realized….When she got out of there, the squirrel turned yellow. It was a trigger for her, as she liked cute things.
"Sylvie's power did let her bypass the restrictions and activate a trigger in other dimensions…."
Irina whispered to herself, the realization unfolding like a puzzle falling into place. The trigger, symbolized by the yellow squirrel, was a key element in transcending the dimensional barriers.
In her newfound understanding, Irina discerned that she needed a similar trigger for Astron, something that could resonate across dimensions and prompt a response in the parallel world. However, the question remained: What could she use as a trigger? How could she reach into Astron's life and make a meaningful connection?
Then, inspiration struck. If she wanted a force that could effortlessly traverse dimensions unaffected by their constraints, she needed to rely on a power that transcended the limitations of the physical realm.
"Telekinesis."
The word resonated in her mind as a solution. Irina realized that 「Telekinesis」, the power to move and manipulate objects with the mind, could serve as the bridge she sought.
Unbound by the restrictions of dimensions, 「Telekinesis」 could potentially reach into Astron's world and influence it in a way that would serve as the trigger for his return.
Determined to put her idea into practice, Irina focused her thoughts on using her 「Telekinesis」 to reach into one of the time-frames of Astron.
"I can do it….."
For some reason, she could feel the mana around herself, and without even activating any magical circuits inside her body, which hadn't even existed, she used mana with her intent.
The abstract nature of the higher-ranking dimension responded to her intent, granting her the means to manipulate the ethereal threads of connection between the worlds.
"What?"
However, as she extended her influence, attempting to move an object in Astron's world, Irina encountered an unexpected challenge.
"It is not enough."
The power of her 「Telekinesis」 wasn't as potent as she had hoped, and her control over it was less than proficient. The connection between the dimensions resisted her efforts, and frustration crept in.
"Right now, I can't do it."
However, Irina was not one to give up easily.
"Again."
It was a failure.
"Again."
It was a failure.
"Again.
In the timeless and spaceless realm she found herself in, she persisted. Again and again, she attempted to bridge the gap, refining her control over the invisible force of 「Telekinesis」.
"Again."
After numerous attempts, Irina began to grasp the intricacies of her power in this higher dimension.
"No….This is not good…Even if I had finally mastered 「Telekinesis」 at that point, I would be too far in it….."
She predicted that, once successful, the strain on her consciousness might render her a lost cause.
"I need to keep everything simple….so that I shouldn't even need to think."
Undeterred, she set a specific goal for her intervention.
"The watch."
Before she came here, Astron and they found out something about Phantom's Land.
'06.06'
When the time hit 06.06, everything had changed.
"I will need to do it."
With unwavering determination, Irina focused on Astron's watch in his home.
She aimed to keep it unmoving once it hit the timestamp 06.06, a symbolic and meaningful moment for Astron.
The ethereal connection resonated with her intent as she directed her 「Telekinesis」 towards the watch, attempting to freeze time at the designated instant.
"Again."
The timeless space quivered with her efforts, each attempt carrying the weight of her determination.
"Again."
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As the iterations continued, Irina's connection with reality blurred. The endless attempts fused into a ceaseless stream, and at some point, she lost track of what she was doing.
The only focus remained on her 「Telekinesis」, concentrated on the watch suspended in the timeless void before her invisible form.
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Until she had finally succeeded.