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

dead. As the author, he knew

"I see..."

was a bit disappointed with the answer, but she didn't have much hope to

good enough that the Keiki style was

keep

at Monica, Donna's voice

I work for the union, you know that

case. We can't let others know about his sword

"Yeah, I agree"

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

anyone know about

sword art landed in the wrong

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

least not until he is strong

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

then, she did not want anyone to know

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

of her thoughts was Monica's bright

watch, Monica smiled

'”Sha! '”Sha!

sword around, Monica

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

...

'”Clank!

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

I exited section B. I was more exhausted than I

I was subjected to endless amounts of questions by Monica and

put under their

this beforehand, Monica's style of training

'I should've expected this...'

smiling, I shook my

Keiki style was just

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

even figure out what

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

Monica's

not like the situation turned out

now gained

secret a secret, I

way, this turned

I need to tell Kevin about the practice

out my phone

got some news to share with you

my training session, Donna had asked me to tell Kevin about the

"...and sent"

reply, I put my phone away and headed

quick shower before

...

a white

the white world. Gripping tightly onto a large broadsword, the old man lifted the

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

slash, lifting the broadsword up, the old man once again swung the

Shaa!

Swish!

the process eight

different sound resounded across the

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

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

the

old man swung his sword, the

doubt, this sword slash was incomparable to

It was much stronger.

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

"huuu..."

as put both hands on the grip of the

the first swing, this was the first time

wing

'”Ring! '”Ring!

white world slowly started to

that dream

murmured as he opened

style, every once in a while he would get

Grandmaster Levisha

vivid as a result, and from the dreams, Kevin was able to gain a better

surely, as Kevin mimicked the old man's movements, he

the dreams were not as

vivid, Kevin