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

doubt dead. As

"I see..."

with the answer, but she didn't have much

was already good enough that the Keiki style was not

must keep this a secret,

Monica, Donna's voice became serious.

know, Donna. Although I work for the union, you know that I can keep

case. We can't let others know

"Yeah, I agree"

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

let anyone know about his sword

art landed in the wrong person's hands,

this moment. Therefore, it was her duty as a teacher and

least not until he is strong

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

want

know what art you are practicing let's start

Donna out of her thoughts was Monica's bright

watch, Monica smiled from ear to

'”Sha! '”Sha!

Monica looked at Ren

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

...

'”Clank!

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

section B. I was more exhausted

subjected to endless amounts of questions by Monica and

was put under their gruesome Spartan-like

beforehand, Monica's style of training was

'I should've expected this...'

I shook

style was just

there being a lot of famous five-star martial manuals, the Keiki style

before they could even figure out what was going on was not

of arts out there that had as much of an

Monica's reactions were

the situation turned

gained two

my secret

turned out for

to tell Kevin about the practice

recalled something. Taking out my

news to share with you on behalf

asked me to tell Kevin about the training

"...and sent"

waiting for Kevin to reply, I put my phone away

take a quick shower

...

of a

with a sturdy body stood in the middle of the white world. Gripping tightly onto a large

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

lifting the broadsword up, the old man

Shaa!

Swish!

the

different sound resounded

particularly special. It

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

was the

as the old man swung his sword, the air

sword slash was incomparable

It was much stronger.

again lifted the broadsword up. As he lift the

"huuu..."

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

swing, this was the first time the old man put both hands on the

was evident that the next wing was going to be even more

'”Ring! '”Ring!

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

It's that dream

murmured as he opened his

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

it was Grandmaster Levisha

he found out that the dreams became more vivid as a result, and from the

the old man's movements, he was learning more and more about the Levisha style with each passing

Kevin knew that the dreams were not as simple as

the dreams became more vivid, Kevin