Moxar walked into a large portion of the cave that was specifically sectioned off and guarded. This was the chief's residence, where he enjoyed many Goblin women in the privacy of his own cave.

Moxar would be lying if he said that he wasn't jealous. Moxar walked up to one of the guards and asked,"I have been summoned by the chief?"

The left guard nodded and replied lazily,"Yep, just head on in.."

Moxar wasn't a fan of this guard's attitude but bit his tongue for now. He shouldn't make trouble here.

As Moxar walked in, the goblins' tribal chief was sitting on a makeshift throne on a platform a few feet off the ground. The chief's voice boomed out,"Welcome, Moxar! You are here today to receive your promotion now that you are of age!"

Moxar felt like something was wrong, but couldn't quite figure out what it was. He saluted the chief and then got on both knees. This was a "ritual" according to this arrogant chief, one which he "discovered" a few months ago.

The chief grinned and his smile grew wicked. He called out,"I Hereby promote you from student slave to full time slave!"

[System: Your Jobclass has been updated by your chief. You have been "promoted" from [Student-Slave] to [Full Time Slave].]

Moxars mouth was agape when this notification came across his mind. "WHAT?!" Moxad shouted out,"Shove your slave status up your ass!"

The chiefs face froze and his anger exploded put at this moment! He screamed back at Moxar,"How dare this lowly SLAVE speak to me in such a way. As are the rules in the Goblin tribe, kill this disobedient slave! WARRIORS!!"

Suddenly 20 Goblin warriors stepped out from behind shadows and objects sitting around the room.

Moxar realized now that he had felt the others outline, he just didn't see it. Moxar thought to himself,"I can feel them too? Even if I don't know they're there?"

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Then Moxar got in his battle stance. He centered his gravity and started to assess the warriors that were approaching him. As he prepared his mind, he had a thought. "My status said, 'on the path of discovering the soul'. I know there are 4 powers, I just don't know what they are or how to unlock them… What If this "Soul" is one of them? Then.. would I be able to use the techniques I developed in the other world?"

Moxars heart started to beat wildly and his blood started to pump with adrenaline at the thought. He had made many techniques in the other world of his imagination.

Moxar then grabbed his primitive dagger, which was a sharp piece of hardwood and lunged towards the nearest warrior.

The warrior saw he was being attacked and attempted to block. He did manage to catch Moxar's movement, but then Moxar shouted,"Ghost Feint!".

In front of the warriors eyes, Moxar clearly disappeared from his block position and reappeared on his opposite side and unprotected side!

Moxar roared out,"I WILL BE NO SLAVE!!" and stabbed the wood dagger into the side of the warrior. Moxar wasn't done and then picked up the warrior, and jumped towards a group of 3 who were stunned! With a mighty "Haa!" He threw the half dead and bleeding Goblin warrior at them!

His throw was so strong that all 4 goblins were now imprinted in the wall!

The chief screamed out,"Attack all at once you idiots! OVERWHELM HIM!!"

All 16 warriors suddenly make a tight circle around Moxar, and Moxar screams out,"Your pride is so low as to use a formation against 1 goblin?!!"

The 16 warriors suddenly attacked! They all madly started to slice, chop, and attack forwards as hard as they could!

Moxars mind was driving to the max as he wildly dodged, his body looking like a fish out of water. As the circle tightened it became harder and harder to dodge and Moxar began to accumulate damage.

"Not good!" Moxar screamed in his mind. He dodged backwards, and at this moment he heard the dreaded command,"Gather together!"

Time seemed to slow as Moxar began to feel 3 pointed weapons that would definitely impact him no matter what, and he they would definitely be impossible to come back from.

At this moment, Moxar noticed that everything seemed to fade out. Only himself in an empty black void remained.

Moxar wondered aloud,"What is this place? What's going on?"

Then, as if answering the question and the doubts in his heart, a single, small light flickered in the distance. Moxar immediately turned his head towards it and his eyes widened.

He felt a connection with this flickering light? Moxar slowly walked over to it, as it continued to flicker in and out of existence.

Now as Moxar stood in front of it, he started to have the feeling of "purpose". As he stared at the light that was starting to turn off less and less, the connection he felt with this little light grew.

Moxar reached out and touched the light…

Suddenly the light rushed towards him and disappeared into his body! And then, a new power began to flow within him.

Moxar could feel it, this was the first step. This was his first light! This was the start of his journey of the soul! His Soul Arts!

Moxar felt that his new "power" was overwhelming and its aura was still leaking out. He smiled and as the black started to fade and the world started to come back into view, Moxar was no longer afraid.

These goblins were no longer his match.

As time resumed, Moxar released his "Pressure" and before the weapons could reach him, all the goblins fell to the ground!

"I WILL BE NO SLAVE! NOT IN THIS LIFE, NOR THE NEXT. THIS IS MY POWER! THIS IS MOXAR!"