The Trintar Royal Tournament is one of the biggest events every twenty five years. The winner of the tournament has their wish granted if it is in the limits of the Kings and Emperors. If wished a King or Emperor can adopt the winner into their family. If you are to enter then beware the arrogant strong warriors. It is recommended you show off your  entire power at the beginning to have an easy start and less fights.

- Books of Tournaments, book 1, page 1.

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I go to the Inn where I used to stay at and saw Jarica at the counter. She hasn't changed one bit. I go up to her with my new pitch-black hooded trench coat on.

Jarica: "Welcome traveller, did you come for the tournament?"

Mithneel: "Jerica, you don't remember me? By the way... Are Ren,Fyra and Artimael still here?"

Jarica: "And who wants to know? I don't remember you. Take off your hood."

I take off my hood. My pure-white hair with some green locks comes into view. I don't know how to describe my face though... I have pure dark red eyes now aswell. I am now two meters tall. I still use my scythe as my weapon but it has changed a lot. It no longer has any skulls and everything on the scythe consumes all light around it. It is... A black hole what consumes everything around it.

Jarica: "Mithneel..."

Mithneel: "Yes, It is I, Mithneel."

I put the hood back on. There was nobody here who saw me luckily.

Jarica: "Fyra and Ren... They are at the Aristocrat's Mansion. Artimael made the aristocrat swear their safety before leaving... It was a sight to see... He easily defeated five S-class adventurers who came here as a party and were this kingdoms best knights. He didn't even need to raise a finger before all of them were on the ground."

Mithneel: "Artimael! I told him to take care of the girls!! Where is the mansion?"

Jarica: "Behind the castle."

I run out. I do not trust aristocrats one bit. Most of them are selfish arrogant bastards! I use my full agility to close the gap between me and the castle in a mere millisecond. The distance should be atleast... Fifty kilometers? I jump up and see a huge manor. Half the size of the entire castle.... Rich aristocrat is rich. I use an air platform to boost myself towards the mansion and I crash through the roof into the dining room. I break the table as I land and notice that Fyra, Ren, a girl and a woman with a man are having dinner. I am still wearing my pitch-black trench coat and my hood what conceals my face. So right now they see me as a stranger who just crashed through the roof and is probably going to try to kidnap or kill somebody.

Mithneel: "Three milliseconds to get here from the Yelling Timber huh? I wonder how much damage I did..."

Ren: "Who are you!?"

Mithneel: "A person who abandoned you seven years ago."

Fyra: "Who are you!?"

Mithneel: "As I said... A person who abandoned you two girls to Artimael's care seven years ago!"

Ren and Fyra: "Impossible!"

Mithneel: "Impossible is possible."

I notice that a bunch of guards have rushed in through the six doors to the dining room. I take off my hood to show Ren and Fyra my face.

Mithneel: "Well... Mind calling off the guards before I decapitate them all?"

Fyra: "Guards! Stand down! Bow to him quickly!"

The guards throw their weapons down and bow to me.

Mithneel: "I never said to make them bow to me, Fyra."

Fyra: "Mithneel... Artimael said you were dead!"

Mithneel: "And how much do you trust Artimael?"

Fyra: "Umm... Not a lot..."

I turn to the three aristocrats who Fyra and Ren are freeloading on.

Mithneel: "I have come to pick up my wife and my other wife. Well... My future wives."

I smirk and grab the hands of Ren and Fyra.

Mithneel: "Also... Sorry for disrupting your dinner."

I take out a bag what has atleast a hundred gold coins and throw it to the actually not fat aristocrat. I start walking out the door before the young girl grabs my leg.

Girl: "Let go of Sister Fyra and Sister Ren!"

I let them go. How can I say no to such a cute little girl?

Girl: "Thank you, mister! Who are you anyways? How did you crash through our roof?"

Mithneel: "I am Mithneel Evergreen. Let me just say... I jumped from a couple kilometers above the castle down here and happened to land right in the room you people were dining in. Not my fault at all, just coincidence."

She lets go of my leg and the aristocrat's wife comes to me.

Woman: "So you are Mithneel... Ren and Fyra spoke about you a lot every year. Mostly about how you just straight up left and didn't say anything about leaving."

Mithneel: "I had fun exploring the world a little."

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Fyra: "But you left us!"

Mithneel: "Seemed bothersome at the time. But then I slowly started feeling lonesome and then on the seventh year came back."

Well... Honestly I came here for you girls only because of the tournament... I only felt lonesome in the first year because I thought I loved Fyra... Maybe I still do. Well now I am strong enough to take care of the girls and not care about anything...

Mithneel: "Well... I also came here for the tournament. Where can I register anyways?"

Ren: "At the stadium..."

Mithneel: "Ren. Do you want to go with me?"

Ren: "No! You will win with ease!"

Mithneel: "But that is what I want to do... I'll go and register."

Ren: "No! Stop!"

Ren tries to grab me as I try to leave, I dodge her and appear behind her. I grab her shoulders and bring her up to the air.

Mithneel: "Come on, don't be like that."

Ren: "Damn you!"

Fyra: "Why did you leave us...? When I heard that you died I thought the world had ended..."

Mithneel: "I'm here now."

I let go of Ren and turn around to see Fyra crying. I pat her head and notice... Fyra and Ren have changed a lot. Ren is even more muscular and is atleast a meter and ninty tall, she has golden hair down to her waist. She also has a good bust...

Fyra on the other hand is as flat as a board and is only a meter and seventy tall atleast. She has silver hair to her waist aswell.

Mithneel: "You didn't cut your hair?"

Fyra: "I liked it more when it was to my waist..."

Ren: "Same."

Woman: "So... Mithneel... Are you going to the tournament to win?"

Mithneel: "Yes, why are you asking?"

Woman: "The strongest human is entering aswell... Nobody thinks he can be beaten. But based on what Fyra and Ren have said... You aren't human. You are a being of... Power."

Well yeah... I am a Elven Demi-god who also has Dungeon and Demon blood in him.... It'd be hard not to be powerful...

Mithneel: "Indeed, I am not human. I also could possibly destroy an entire city in a few seconds if I wanted. I haven't tested that out theory out yet though. Don't know."

Woman: "Hahah! You are joking aren't you?"

I point my finger up to the air and the entire roof is torn off and three towers out of the fifteen nearby are thrown into the air too.

Woman: "Ok... You might not be joking..."

Mithneel: "Well... Can anybody show me to the registration?!"

Fyra comes up to me and grabs my hand and starts pulling me. I walk next to her as she holds my hand for atleast half an hour. Ren stayed behind, probably to pack up.

When we reach a huge collouseum I see a person behind a counter and a long line. The moment the person sees Fyra they signal Fyra to come to them. We go to them and see that it is the registration counter.

Fyra: "Thanks Manny."

Manny: "No problem, Master Fyra."

Mithneel: "Master Fyra? Fyra.. What have you done while I was gone?"

Fyra: "Manny only calls me that because the aristocrat I lived at is the owner of him. Well... More like  Manny was saved by the aristocrat."

Mithneel: "Ooh... Then I can understand. Well... I want to register."

A man grabs my shoulder.

Man: "The line is back there fellow!"

I grab his arm and throw him up into the air.

Mithneel: "Well... You go there then. Now..."

I look at Manny as he gives me a paper what I fill out immediatly. I upcourse kept all my Attributes, Blessings and Abilities a little secret. Aka I left them as blank.

Manny: "Please fill out everything."

Fyra: "Manny! Mithneel doesn't like people knowing his status."

Manny: "Fine then. Please go in."

He points to a door on his left and I enter, Fyra goes to the right and I see Ren with the aristocratic family coming too. Ah this is going to be fun. I get to throw around human-sized feathers. What should I want as my reward...? Hard decision... Infinite access to all libraries? Maybe getting myself into an academy to learn more about this world... The latter sounds kind of tempting actually. I learned a lot on my travels but I still need higher education... And Fyra is probably at the academy too. Maybe Ren aswell... Yeah I'll choose to get into an academy. It should be fun right?

A person walks in who seems like an announcer.

Announcer: "First fight! Mithneel Evergreen against Utir Kaisar!"

I get up. My fight is first! Lucky! I didn't need to wait! I look around and see a mage walk next to me. Must be Utir.

Well... Time for my fight. I start laughing to myself a little.

Utir: "Prepeare to get your bottom kicked, combatant."

Mithneel: "Well... Not if you lose your legs first..."

We go into a huge arena and I go to the left side as Utir goes to the right. The bell rings... And the fight starts.