In the city of mumbax , where the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the cobblestone streets, stood Ustawa Anxi. At the tender age of seventeen, his weary eyes reflected the weight of his burdens as tears stained his cheeks. Seeking solace, he found himself outside the grand mosque, its minarets reaching towards the darkening sky.
As the last rays of sunlight faded, Ustawa collapsed onto the mosque's steps, his sobs echoing through the empty courtyard. Exhausted from the relentless demands of life – the never-ending cycle of work, studies, mental problems, and money problems – he drifted into an uneasy sleep.
In the realm of dreams, a mysterious energy enveloped Ustawa, swirling around him in a mesmerizing dance. A voice echoed in the depths of his mind, congratulating him for being chosen to isekai into a new fantasy world. "Choose your powers wisely, for you may select seven," the voice urged.
With determination burning in his heart, Ustawa surveyed the ethereal realm before him. He carefully selected his powers, each choice a reflection of his innermost desires and aspirations:
1. Mastery of all elements
2. Ability to manifest weapons from imagination in infinite variety and quantity
3. Proficiency in all martial arts that ever exist.
4. Mastery of all types of teleportation
5. Possession of all types of magical eyes
6. Immunity to mental manipulation and control
7. Ultimate physical strength beyond compare
With his choices made, Ustawa awoke in a new world, In the celestial realm of Evane, beyond the reaches of Earth's known universe, lies a world of unparalleled beauty and mystique. Its vast landscapes are adorned with cities that stretch towards the heavens, each a testament to the ingenuity and creativity of its inhabitants.Elegant elves, their pointed ears catching the dappled sunlight filtering through the dense canopy, moved gracefully through the forest, their ethereal presence adding an air of enchantment to the landscape. Mysterious beings, with wings of iridescent feathers and eyes that gleamed with otherworldly wisdom, lurked in the shadows, their forms hinting at ancient secrets waiting to be unraveled.
Ustawa Anxi, a young warrior from the mubax city of Vanell on Earth, found himself transported to this new realm amidst the lush forests of Evane.
Undeterred by the unfamiliarity of his surroundings, Ustawa navigated the dense foliage of the jungle of Fora. Danger lurked at every turn, but with his formidable powers, he faced the challenges head-on. His movements were swift and precise as he effortlessly dispatched the creatures that dared to cross his path.
With each triumphant battle, Ustawa's reputation as a powerful warrior grew, earning him recognition among the ranks of Evane's inhabitants. His prowess became legendary, propelling him ever closer to the upper echelons of the realm's hierarchy. As tales of his feats spread far and wide, whispers of his name echoed through the forest, inspiring awe and fear in equal measure.
Deep within the jungle, amidst the ancient trees and winding paths, Ustawa encountered Parakrama, also known as Kom Woe, a seasoned warrior with a fierce demeanor. As they walked through the verdant depths of the forest, Parakrama revealed the intricacies of Evane's ranking system, from the humble Bronze to the esteemed Conqueror, with only nine Aces and one Conqueror reigning supreme.
But there was a darker shadow that loomed over Evane – the realm was threatened by the tyrannical rule of Asmodai, the Demon King. His domain, a treacherous area shrouded in darkness and despair, cast a long shadow over the land, spreading fear and uncertainty among its inhabitants.
Parakrama, recognizing the imminent danger posed by Asmodai, urged Ustawa to aim for the highest rank, the Ultra Max Conqueror. Only by ascending to this prestigious title could they hope to challenge Asmodai and bring an end to his reign of terror.
However, unbeknownst to them, Asmodai was merely a pawn in a much larger scheme orchestrated by Erebos, a primordial entity that ruled over the corrupted dimension known as "Andhakara Loka," the Realm of Darkness. Erebos sought to spread his darkness throughout Evane, corrupting its inhabitants and plunging the realm into eternal night.
Together, Ustawa and Kom Woe journeyed to the city, where they arrived at the Power House – a towering structure where warriors gathered to hone their skills and climb the ranks. The bustling streets were filled with aspiring fighters, each with their eyes set on greatness.
As Ustawa stood at the entrance of the Power House, his heart pounded with anticipation. With Parakrama, also known as Kom Woe, as his mentor, he was ready to embark on the journey that would determine his fate in this fantastical world. With his chosen powers and Parakrama's guidance, he prepared to embrace the challenges that lay ahead and carve his path to glory.
"I am ready," Ustawa declared, his voice filled with determination. "Let the journey begin."
(Beginning of part 1)
As they stepped foot inside the Power House, Ustawa was met with a sight unlike any he had ever seen. The interior was vast and grand, adorned with intricate designs and symbols of power. Parakrama led him through the expansive halls, explaining the rules and regulations of the establishment.
"This Power House is equipped with a training hall unlike any other," Parakrama explained. "Here, you can train without fear of injury or death, as the hall possesses incredible healing properties. However, it is also where warriors come to test their skills and climb the ranks."
Listening intently, Ustawa absorbed every detail of Parakrama's instructions. He understood the rigorous process of ascending through the ranks, knowing that each class presented its own set of challenges and tests. "To advance in rank," Parakrama continued, "one must defeat an opponent of equal or higher rank in official combat. However, there are no coaching classes for the esteemed titles of Ace and Conqueror."
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As they made their way to the high-rank section of the Power House, Ustawa felt the gaze of fellow warriors upon him. He sensed their curiosity and apprehension, knowing that he was an unknown entity in their midst. Parakrama, however, carried himself with an air of authority, drawing respect from those around him.
Upon reaching their destination, Parakrama addressed the gathered warriors with a commanding presence. "Ustawa Anxi will fight with all of you," he declared, causing a ripple of shock to spread through the room. "Prepare yourselves."
The Aces and Conquerors exchanged uncertain glances, unsure of what to make of Parakrama's declaration. One brave Ace spoke up, voicing the collective confusion. "But with whom shall he fight?" he questioned.
Parakrama's response was met with even greater astonishment. "All of you," he announced, gesturing towards the waiting fighting room.
The room fell into stunned silence as the gravity of Parakrama's words sank in. No one dared to challenge a Conqueror, let alone face one in combat. And yet, here was Ustawa Anxi, a newcomer, being thrust into a battle against the realm's most formidable warriors.
As they entered the fighting room, Ustawa could feel the tension crackling in the air. The match was about to begin – a lone warrior against nine seasoned opponents, each possessing skills honed through years of dedication and discipline. But with Parakrama by his side, Ustawa steeled himself for the ultimate test of his abilities.
(Battle of warriors arc part 1)
As the battle began, Jesica, an Ace, made the first move, hurling a magical knife towards Ustawa with astonishing speed. However, Ustawa's mastery over his magical eyes allowed him to perceive the incoming attack and manipulate the surrounding time, enabling him to effortlessly dodge the projectile. Jesica was left in shock, as no one had ever evaded her attacks with such ease. The knife had moved with the swiftness of a bullet train, yet Ustawa danced around it as if it were a mere breeze.
Undeterred, the other Aces launched a barrage of attacks at Ustawa, hoping to overwhelm him with their combined might. However, Ustawa's movements were fluid and precise, evading each strike with grace and finesse. He stood at the center of the fighting room, a beacon of strength amidst the chaos, his laughter ringing out with aggressive defiance.
"It's not enough, you weaklings!" Ustawa roared, his voice filled with fierce determination.
Suddenly, a surge of power coursed through him, and he began to float effortlessly in the air. With a swift motion of his hand, he summoned forth two hundred dark swords, each imbued with devastating power. With a speed unmatched, he launched the swords towards his adversaries, their lethal blades slicing through the air with the ferocity of a tempest.
In an instant, five Aces were down, their forms crumpling to the ground under the onslaught of Ustawa's attack. Only four Aces and one Conqueror remained standing, their expressions a mix of awe and apprehension as they witnessed Ustawa's unparalleled prowess.
Meanwhile, the Conqueror stood to the side, observing the battle with a knowing smile. He recognized Ustawa's potential as a worthy opponent, his eyes alight with anticipation at the legendary battle unfolding before him. With each clash of swords and surge of power, the Conqueror envisioned the legacy that would be forged in the crucible of this epic confrontation.As the battle raged on, Ustawa Anxi fought with a ferocity that bordered on madness. His movements were fluid yet erratic, his laughter echoing through the chamber like the cackle of a madman. Even as three Aces converged upon him, their combined strength paled in comparison to the unleashed fury of Ustawa's onslaught. He dispatched them with chilling efficiency, each blow landing with deadly precision as if they were mere flies to be swatted away.
Among the remaining Aces was Kika, a master of mind manipulation. With a flicker of his gaze, he attempted to ensnare Ustawa's thoughts, to bend his will to his own. But Ustawa was not so easily manipulated. With a surge of his earth element power, he rooted Kika to the ground, leaving him vulnerable to a swift and decisive blow that sent him crashing to the floor, defeated.
With only three Aces remaining, they launched a final desperate assault, their attacks a flurry of motion and desperation. Yet, no matter how they tried, they could not lay a single scratch upon Ustawa. He was a force of nature, unstoppable and untouchable, his power radiating from every pore of his being.
With a grim smile, Ustawa realized that he had not even unleashed fifty percent of his true power. With a simple flick of his wrist and a burst of martial art prowess, he dispatched the remaining Aces with ease, their forms crumpling to the ground like broken dolls.
Now, only the Conqueror remained, his smile mirroring Ustawa's own. Both combatants were consumed by a shared madness, their eyes alight with the thrill of battle. With a silent nod of understanding, they charged towards each other, their clash heralding the beginning of an epic confrontation between two psychopathic titans.As the Conqueror's dark elemental power collided with Ustawa's defenses, the force of the impact sent Ustawa hurtling through the air, his body elongating to an astonishing twenty feet before crashing to the ground with a thunderous impact. Yet, instead of showing signs of defeat, Ustawa's laughter grew more aggressive, his eyes ablaze with a fiery intensity.
As if possessed by the elements themselves, water began to pour from his head, earth emanated from his second eye, and flames danced in his gaze. He stood tall and resolute, a manifestation of all elemental powers converging within him. With a primal roar, he declared his readiness to shatter the Conqueror into five pieces.
The Conqueror, undeterred by Ustawa's display of power, met his gaze with steely determination. They clashed with a ferocity that shook the very foundations of the Power House, their blows resonating with the force of a thunderstorm.
In a daring move, Ustawa unleashed his teleportation ability, vanishing from sight before reappearing at a distant vantage point. As the gathered warriors watched in awe, Ustawa tapped into the depths of his power, channeling his energy to summon an astonishing five hundred thousand swords.
With a flick of his wrist and a surge of teleportation and elemental magic, Ustawa unleashed a devastating barrage of attacks upon the Conqueror. The swords soared through the air with blinding speed, accompanied by flashes of lightning and gusts of wind. In the blink of an eye, the Conqueror found himself overwhelmed, brought to his knees by the relentless onslaught.
As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded, Ustawa stood triumphant, his form radiating with an otherworldly glow. He had ascended to become the first Ultra Conqueror Max of this world, a title earned through sheer determination and unmatched power.
But even as the cheers of victory echoed around him, Ustawa knew that this was only the beginning of his journey. The Demon King still lurked in the shadows, his power casting a dark shadow over the realm. Ustawa had more to learn, more challenges to overcome, before he could face the ultimate adversary and claim his rightful place as the savior of Evane.
Despite his newfound title as the Ultra Conqueror Max, Ustawa knew deep down that he was still no match for the main Demon King who ruled over Evane with an iron fist. The power emanating from the Demon King's domain was vast and unfathomable, casting a dark shadow that loomed over the entire realm.
The battle had ended, and Ustawa emerged victorious, earning the prestigious title of Ultra Conqueror Max. News of his remarkable achievement spread like wildfire throughout the city, igniting a fervor of excitement and celebration among its inhabitants.
As the festival celebration commenced, the entire country buzzed with anticipation for the grand awards ceremony, where Ustawa Anxi would be officially presented to the world as the first Ultra Conqueror Max. The atmosphere was electric as throngs of people gathered in the bustling streets, eager to catch a glimpse of the legendary warrior.
Amidst the cheers and applause, Ustawa made his way to the stage, his heart pounding with a mixture of pride and apprehension. The moment his name was announced, the crowd erupted into thunderous applause, their cheers echoing through the air like a resounding chorus of triumph.
But as Ustawa took his first step onto the stage, a sudden sensation washed over him, causing his body to falter and his vision to blur. It was as if reality itself couldn't keep pace with the magnitude of his newfound power. Voices, distant yet unmistakable, echoed in his ears, their words swirling in a chaotic symphony of sound.
"How does it feel to wield such power?" the voices seemed to ask, their tones shifting and merging into an otherworldly chorus. Ustawa struggled to comprehend the surreal experience, his senses overwhelmed by the inexplicable phenomenon unfolding before him.
His vision obscured by a hazy blue blur, Ustawa felt as though he were transported to another realm, where time and space blurred together in a mesmerizing dance. In the distance, he caught a fleeting glimpse of an abundant garden, its lush foliage and vibrant blooms beckoning to him like an oasis in the desert.
But before he could fully grasp the significance of the vision, it vanished as quickly as it had appeared, leaving Ustawa disoriented and bewildered. Slowly, the world around him came back into focus, and he found himself seated in a chair on the stage, his name being announced once again.
Shaking off the lingering effects of the strange episode, Ustawa rose to his feet and approached the podium to accept his award. The cheers of the crowd washed over him as he expressed his gratitude, though his mind still lingered on the mysterious vision of the abundant garden.
As he descended from the stage, Ustawa couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the vision than met the eye. Little did he know, this fleeting glimpse of the mysterious garden would mark the beginning of an extraordinary journey that would challenge everything he thought he knew about himself and the world around him.