The Author's POV

Inside of a white space was a tall man with a long grey beard. His shoulder-length white hair gently cascaded over his broad shoulders.

His towering back proudly stood like an immovable mountain, and his muscles, which despite his age, seemed to show no sign of aging as hidden within them was a boundless power.

Standing shirtless with only a set of long worn-out brown pants, in the white void, a broadsword appeared in the man's hands.

Gripping onto the broadsword with his two hands, the old man's muscles bulged. His green veins continuously wiggled as his back expanded casting a large shadow over the area in front of him.

"Huuuuu..."

Exhaling, turbid air escaped from the old man's mouth as his grip on the sword intensified.

-Slash!

Thereafter, the sound of his hand slowly slashing through the air resounded across the space.

His every movement left a faint trace whenever his hand moved. It almost felt as if another illusion of him was mimicking his movements at a slower pace.

-Slash! -Slash!

After the first slash came the second, then the third, then the fourth...and then after a while, came the sixty-fourth movement.

-Tssssssss

Raising his sword in the air, behind his back, the old man held onto the sword with both hands as his grip intensified. The veins on his hands and muscles became even more prominent as steam slowly rose from the man's body.

Shortly after, the man's body started shrinking as his hair became whiter, and his skin became even more wrinkly. A couple of seconds after, the muscles of the old man's body shrunk completely. Leaving behind an old husk of a man that was a far cry from what he was before.

-Tssssssss

Facing the changes happening to his body, the old man's face remained stoic. Retaining the grip of the broadsword in the air, the old man's weak yet steady figure fiercely stared at what was before him. His gaze which was full of determination, and insanity stared at the void before him.

"Gyaaaaa—!"

Screaming at the top of his lungs, the old man slashed...

-Kacha!

As soon as the old man slashed, everything froze.

Shortly after, the white space disappeared and the world started to crumble...

"Guuuuaah—!"

Opening his eyes wide, Kevin sat up straight as he screamed.

"My God, can you not scream like that!"

Covering my ears with my hand, I couldn't help glare at Kevin who seemed to have just woken up from a long nightmare.

"Huh?"

of times, Kevin massaged his forehead. After making sure that everything was within his mind, Kevin

was

look at my watch,

if we include the six hours you were in the dungeon, I've pretty much spent eight hours in

I spoke, the annoyance within my voice

literally waited for almost eight hours. If not for the gargoyle statues keeping

did want to wake Kevin up but no matter what I tried to do to wake Kevin up, his body refused to budge.

eventually just gave up and sat

up straight,

"Where are we?"

was still disoriented from what he went through, I pointed towards the

at the

"Entrance?"

noticed that he was indeed back inside of the

appeared on Kevin's face. As

the true Levisha

numerous trails, Kevin passed out and found himself inside of a strange white world where an old man stood. Shortly after he appeared in the world, Kevin witnessed

Including the last stance...

and last stance of the Levisha

'I am boundless'

his life energy in order to perform it, Kevin couldn't help but

'Can I do it?'

Kevin imagined himself performing

recalling the sensation that Grandmaster Levisha felt as he performed the last stance. From his muscle movement, breathing pattern, his demenour...Kevin tried to

best to engrave every minute detail into his brain. Shortly after,

tightly. As he continuously practiced the Levisha style in his mind, the only thing Kevin could envision, was his body exploding into millions of pieces as soon as he finished the eight

was

Kevin

had a long way to go before being able to come close to performing the sixty-fourth stance. Moreover, unlike Grandmaster Levisha who had to sacrifice his life in order to perform such art, Kevin

"Oy, answer me"

out of his thoughts was my annoyed

"Hm?"

deep into his own world, I shook my head

but if I'm late for class, I might get myself in an annoying situation, so hurry up and get ready. We have one

"Oh, sorry. Let's go"

reminded of the fact that the lectures indeed resumed tomorrow. Thus, without complaining, Kevin stood up and

nudged my head and walked towards the tunnel that led

up, or we

"Coming..."

head, Kevin followed

his steps and turning around, he bowed

to

Silence and tranquility once

-Kacha!

hours after Kevin left, the purple hue around the portal started fluctuating

-Rumble!

crumble

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