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

was without a doubt dead. As the author, he

"I see..."

with the answer, but

enough that the Keiki

keep this a secret,

and looking at Monica, Donna's voice became serious. Monica nodded

you know that I can keep a secret okay. Especially

but just in case. We can't let others know about

"Yeah, I agree"

Ren practiced the Keiki style, he would without a

not let anyone know about

in the

not afford such a situation. Not at this moment. Therefore, it was her duty as a teacher and hero to help Ren keep his sword art a

until he is

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

want anyone to know

I know what art you are practicing let's start training shall

Donna out of her thoughts was Monica's

her watch, Monica smiled

'”Sha! '”Sha!

sword around, Monica looked at Ren

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

...

'”Clank!

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

B. I was more

I was subjected to

put under their gruesome Spartan-like

style of training was even rougher than

'I should've expected this...'

I shook

Keiki style was just that

being a lot of famous five-star martial manuals, the Keiki style was one of the most easily

draw style that could kill an opponent before they could even figure out

number of arts out there that had as much of an impact as

Monica's reactions

not like the situation turned out

had now gained

Monica trying to keep my secret a

this turned out for

need to tell

suddenly recalled something. Taking out my phone I quickly

I've got some news to share with you on behalf of

training session, Donna had asked me to tell Kevin about

"...and sent"

waiting for Kevin to reply, I put my phone away and

quick shower

...

a

the white world. Gripping tightly onto a large broadsword, the

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

lifting the broadsword up, the old man once again

Shaa!

Swish!

repeated the process eight

different sound resounded

slash was nothing particularly special. It was a simple fast and heavy sword

However...

Swoosh!

the sword became faster, heavier, and sturdier. The back muscles of the old man tensed even more

Kracka!

the fifteenth

sword,

sword slash was incomparable

It was much stronger.

taking a breather, the old man once again lifted the broadsword up. As he lift the

"huuu..."

mouth as put both hands on

the first swing, this was the first time the

that the next wing was going to be

'”Ring! '”Ring!

could slash down the white world slowly started to crumble as an annoying

that dream

as he

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

it was Grandmaster Levisha performing his sword

proficiency with the sword art increased, he found out that the dreams became more vivid as a result, and from the dreams,

the breathing technique to the muscle movements. Slowly but surely, as Kevin mimicked the old

dreams were

vivid, Kevin