Fray and Elisa stood together in the backyard, observing a group of nine teenagers ranging from fourteen to sixteen years old.
Elisa glanced at the youthful faces, questioning their readiness to become warriors. However, when she turned her gaze to Fray, nearly the same age as the teenagers, she understood that in this world, age was merely a number. With that realization, she began to speak.
"I'm certain you're aware that the legendary weapons are what sets the six ancient families apart. The Dalma family possesses a weapon known as the spirit gate. It provides access to the spirit realm, allowing us to connect with powerful spirits and harness their abilities. The spirits are categorized into nine ranks, and the strength of the spirit you can attract is determined by what we call Essence Points, the average of Essence points for the ordinary fighter is 50p."
Elisa explained the intricacies of Essence points, emphasizing that they depended on the power of a warrior's soul, which, in turn, relied on three factors: the strength of their will and character, the power of their mind and body, and most importantly, the type of their soul.
"As a family that has delved into the use of spirits and souls for millennials, we've discovered that there's unique soul types, just as there are unique body types. The common soul is the most prevalent, found in 99.9% of humans. The special soul, which has a slim chance of activating a third-degree law, is possessed by only 0.09% of people, and fewer than 10% of them can awaken its power. The rare soul, even more potent than the special soul, holds the potential to activate a second-degree law. If any of you happen to have a unique soul, you will undoubtedly attract powerful spirits."
The group of teenagers listened attentively, and amid them, Sina and Isha decided to accept Fray's offer. Rin, intrigued, questioned, "Are there only these three types?"
Elisa, looking at Rin, replied, "Well, there are legends of another type called legendary souls. The stories suggest that such souls can control powers beyond comprehension. However, in our family's ten-thousand-year history, there's no concrete evidence of their existence. Many believe they're nothing more than myths."
Fray, intrigued by Elisa's words, thought to himself, (Legendary souls? After learning about my golden soul, I searched everywhere for information about them, but as Elisa mentioned there are no records of their existence, just vague details that there are only two types of legendary souls and they can't exist more than simultaneously but nothing about their kind or power or anything else.)
Suddenly, Sina raised her hand, inquiring, "What about these Laws we've heard of? We're clueless about what they entail."
"Yes, we're in the dark too. The laws are fundamental concepts of the world, each with a corresponding existence. We know they can communicate with us through what we call the system window, but it's never clear. It could be as simple as a message, like when the Old Continent appeared." Elisa answered to the best of her knowledge.
Elisa inquired if there were any more questions. As the group remained silent, she explained, "Traditionally, the Spirit Gates' rituals occur once a year, exclusively for unique warriors accepted into the Dalma family. However, due to the opening of the Old Continent, the family has expanded recruitment. As the second in command of the family's knight troops, I propose you for the ritual. Today marks the day for new recruits, and soon each of you will have his contacting spirit."
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Later That Day...
In the grand throne hall of the Dalma family, the Family Head stood imposingly in front of the ornate throne. Behind him, Montaser maintained a stoic silence. With a deep and resonant voice, the Family Head declared, "From now on, you are part of the Dalma family."
Beneath the majestic throne, over a hundred warriors knelt in profound respect. Some wore servant attire, others donned knight armour, and a few were adorned in marine uniforms.
Amidst them, Sina, Rin, Isha, and the other children knelt side by side in reverent silence. Rin raised his eyes when the head of the family presented an intricately designed Nicklase, holding it high. In a hushed tone, he uttered, "Spirit Gate open."
"Is this the legendary...?" Rin began to ponder, but a sudden burst of bright light blinded him. The scene transformed, plunging him into a dark space. Before him stood tens of huge, oddly shaped, shadowy figures.
"What--!?" Rin was taken aback as he felt the oppressive aura emanating from these mysterious beings.
Abruptly, a powerful golden light emerged from behind them, causing the figures to hastily retreat, avoiding the light. As they left, the source of the golden glow became apparent— ten figures shrouded in a brilliant golden aura standing side to side, thier features unclear. Before Rin could react, several sudden windows appeared in his view.
[Quantum Essence Points:
- Will: 40 points
- Character: 30 points
- Mind: 32 points
- Physical Power: 43 points
- Rare Soul: 200 points
Total Quantum Essence Points: 345]
[ The Last Emperor Linyar and his nine generals spirit is interested in forming a contract with you. ]
[ Name:The Last Emperor and the Nine Golden Generals
Rank: 8th
Type: Summoning
Description: The defenders of the last standing empire, who valiantly resisted the invasion threatening the human race in a forgotten age. ]
Iron Dalma, with stoic eyes, observed the warriors opening their eyes beneath the throne. In a firm tone, he declared, "Congratulations. Now, register the name of your spirit, its rank, and any other pertinent information." Several servants entered the room, carrying books of varying heights.
As Rin glanced at the approaching servants, Fray's words echoed in his mind, "Remember, you are not working for the Dalma family; from now on, you are working for me." Not only Rin but all the other children deliberately recorded incorrect information in the books before departing for Fray's mansion.
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[ The Old Continent is Open ]
[ The Old Continent will stay open for nine hours ]
After several days had passed, the attention of the entire continent turned skyward. Abruptly, the sky began to tear apart into seven severe fractures suspended in the sky.
In the headquarters of the Guardians, a gathering of seven young men and women assembled. Luke, donning a confident smile, addressed the group while holding a scroll adorned with strange symbols. "The moment has come. Let's not forget, our sole objective is to emerge as the strongest in this new challenge."
The others responded with confidence, and a girl with fiery red hair replied with a smirk, "Piece of cake."
. . .
Zina stood with a stoic expression, gazing at the sky, holding a scroll in her hand, flanked by five knights—two girls and three men.
. . .
Elsewhere, Oliver, accompanied by ten warriors in black armour, fixated his gaze on the sky with an icy stare. "Remember our mission is to become the number one in the rankings, and we should do whatever it takes to achieve it," he declared.
. . .
Meanwhile, Fray stood with Elisa, Casper, Adam, Rin, and Sina behind him. His attention was directed at Isha, who stood at the forefront of the assassins' group. He stated firmly, "Isha, you will be the leader. Remember, although you are not on the same path as us, you are still from the Merciless Clan. Don't tarnish the name."
" Understood, Sir " Isha with a serious and determined voice answered with confident eyes.
Fray stood at the centre, distributing the stamper to each member, imparting a distinctive attire to all. Among them, Fray, Elisa, Casper, and Adam retained unique designs that set them apart.
The stamper, recognizing the assassins' skills, bestowed upon them nearly identical outfits—skin-tight black garments adorned with lightweight armour scales safeguarding their vital areas.
In a breathtaking spectacle, the continent witnessed the unfolding of an unprecedented event. Every living creature turned their gaze skyward as thousands of vibrant energy balls ascended, painting the heavens with their radiant glow. These ethereal projectiles left behind trails of shimmering light, resembling a celestial display.
The air crackled with anticipation as if charged with the very essence of magic. A symphony of energy wacks surged forth, resembling a choreographed dance of live shooting missiles, each guided by an unseen force. Their collective trajectory converged upon the seven Fractures suspended majestically in the sky.