The Author's POV

Who were the top 10 strongest people of all time? This was an age-old question.

Ever since the emergence of mana, humans had begun evolving.

Things like splitting rocks apart with bare hands or casting fireballs and spells were no longer the fruits of pure imagination.

Decades have passed ever since humans were able to gain superpowers and slowly they began to adapt to mana.

A more organized system began to emerge and humans with tremendous powers began to appear all over the world.

Grandmaster Keiki was one such person.

'The one-man-army' was what they called him.

With his deadly one-hit-kill style that no one could see through, Grandmaster Keiki killed countless demons without even moving or lifting a finger.

For those who witnessed this sight, they could only look back at it as if it was a beautiful memory.

Amongst historians, there was a general consensus.

The consensus was that...

Grandmaster Keiki, the wielder of the Keiki style, alongside nine other few, was one of the ten strongest humans to have ever lived in this age where mana existed.

This was an undisputed fact that even the current heads of the union did not disagree with.

Whoever had witnessed Grandmaster Keiki's prowess in the past could tell just how much of a fearsome figure he was.

Especially his sword art.

A five-star sword art that made Grandmaster Keiki known throughout the world.

Unfortunately, around three decades ago, Grandmaster Keiki disappeared from the world and so did his legacy and sword art.

With Grandmaster Keiki gone, the sword art was lost with no hopes of ever appearing again.

This was common knowledge. It was what everyone learned in history class.

The Keiki style would never appear again.

This was what everyone said.

Yet...

'”Click!

With a subtle clicking sound, a magnificent arc drew in the air as the sharp tip of a sword split the air apart.

Not even half a second flew by before the sword was back into the scabbard. So fast yet so deadly.

Inside of the expansive training ground, deftly science descended.

"This..."

Standing by the side, Donna's mouth hung open.

'How is this possible?!'

Without a doubt that was the Keiki style. Right before her eyes, Donna witnessed the once-forgotten art style.

How could she not be shocked?

"K-keiki style"

The first one to break the silence was Monica whose breathing quickened.

As if teleporting, her figure appeared right before Ren. Grabbing him by the shoulder she asked him an endless amount questions.

"Was that the Keiki Style? Do you know Grandmaster Keiki? Is he still alive? Where did you learn it? How much of it have you mastered? How l..."

"Monica, calm down!"

Snapping out of it, Donna raised her voice. Letting go of Ren, Monica also snapped out of it.

"Ah, sorry. I was just too excited"

"It's okay"

Bitterly shaking his head, Ren waved it off.

From the moment he performed the sword art before Donna and Monica, he had been prepared for this.

"Ren is Grandmaster Keiki still alive"

By the side, Donna asked.

She wanted to know if such a legendary figure was still alive.

If so it would be something worth celebrating.

Although the world looked peaceful, Donna knew that it was only a matter of time before the balance that the humans created would break.

Humanity needed another powerhouse to bring more stability.

"Ah, no, he's dead"

Donna's question, Ren shook his

a doubt dead. As the

"I see..."

with the answer, but she didn't have much hope to begin

good enough that the Keiki

keep this a secret,

voice became serious. Monica nodded her head in

the union, you know that I

We can't let others know

"Yeah, I agree"

found out that Ren practiced the Keiki style, he would without a doubt become the prime target of

not let anyone know about

landed in the wrong person's hands, it could prove

it was her

until he

was strong enough to stand on his own would she be okay with the world knowing

she did not want anyone to know about

already starting to get itchy. Now that I know what art you are practicing let's start training

Donna out of her thoughts was Monica's

smiled from ear to

'”Sha! '”Sha!

around, Monica looked at Ren

hours to go. Show me what you've got. I really want to

...

'”Clank!

"haa...I'm finally free!"

exited section B. I was more exhausted than

sword art, I was subjected to endless amounts of questions by Monica

put

somehow knew this beforehand, Monica's style of training was even

'I should've expected this...'

smiling, I shook

Keiki style was just that

lot of famous five-star martial manuals, the Keiki style was

an opponent before they could even figure out what was going on was not something that other swords art could

much

and Monica's reactions were

it's not like the situation turned out

now gained

Monica trying to keep my secret a secret, I could

turned out for

tell Kevin about the practice

suddenly recalled something. Taking out my phone

some news to share

my training session, Donna had asked me to

"...and sent"

I put my phone

quick shower before

...

a white

Gripping tightly onto a large broadsword, the old man lifted the broadsword up with one

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

the old man once again swung the

Shaa!

Swish!

the process

a different sound resounded

It was a simple fast

However...

Swoosh!

sword became faster, heavier, and sturdier. The back muscles of the old man tensed even more with each passing slash. Alongside

Kracka!

was the

swung his sword,

doubt, this sword slash was incomparable to

It was much stronger.

he lift the sword up, the old man's biceps bulged. The veins around

"huuu..."

from the old man's mouth as put both hands on the grip of the broadsword and prepared to slash

the first time the old man put both hands on

that the next wing was going to be

'”Ring! '”Ring!

white world slowly started to

that

as he

had learned the Levisha style, every once in a while he would get strange dreams

was Grandmaster Levisha performing

became more vivid as a result, and from the

technique to the muscle movements. Slowly but surely, as Kevin mimicked the old man's movements, he

knew that the dreams were not as

became more vivid, Kevin was able to pick