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"

Ren

was without a doubt dead. As the author, he

"I see..."

disappointed with the answer, but

already good enough that the Keiki style was not

you must keep

Monica, Donna's voice became

for the union, you know that I can keep a secret okay. Especially on these

case. We can't let others know about his

"Yeah, I agree"

world found out that Ren practiced the Keiki style, he would without a doubt

anyone know about his

the sword art landed in the wrong person's

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

until he is

his own would she be okay with the world

want

get itchy. Now that I know what art you are practicing let's

Donna out of her thoughts was

watch, Monica smiled

'”Sha! '”Sha!

her sword around, Monica looked

hours to go. Show me what you've got.

...

'”Clank!

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

I exited section B. I

to endless amounts of

I was put under

I somehow knew this beforehand, Monica's style of training was even rougher than Donna's. My whole body

'I should've expected this...'

I shook my

was

manuals, the Keiki style was one of the most

even figure

of arts out there that had as much of

and Monica's

not like the

now gained two

trying to keep my secret a

this turned out for

to tell

something. Taking out my phone I quickly

to share with you

me to tell Kevin about

"...and sent"

reply, I put my phone away and headed back to my

take a quick shower before going

...

a

world. Gripping tightly onto

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

the first slash, lifting the broadsword up, the old

Shaa!

Swish!

the process

each slash, a different sound resounded across the white

particularly special. It was a simple fast and heavy

However...

Swoosh!

and sturdier. The back muscles of the old man tensed even more with each passing slash.

Kracka!

was the

the old man swung his sword, the air split apart and the ground

doubt, this sword slash was incomparable to

It was much stronger.

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

"huuu..."

hands on the grip of the

time the

wing was going to be even

'”Ring! '”Ring!

white world slowly started to crumble as an annoying chime repeatedly

It's that dream

as he opened his

once in a while he would get strange dreams inside of his

it was Grandmaster Levisha performing his sword

Kevin's proficiency with the sword art increased, he found out that the dreams became more vivid as a result, and from the dreams, Kevin was able to gain a better

the old man's movements, he was learning more and

the dreams were not as

the dreams became more vivid, Kevin was able to pick up more