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..."

bit disappointed with the answer, but she

already good enough that the

keep this

Donna's voice became serious. Monica nodded her

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

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

"Yeah, I agree"

Keiki style, he would without a doubt become the prime

not let anyone know about his sword

landed in the wrong person's hands, it could

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

least not until

would she be okay

she did not want anyone to

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

Donna out of her thoughts

smiled

'”Sha! '”Sha!

around, Monica looked at Ren

me what you've got. I

...

'”Clank!

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

section B. I was more exhausted than I had

to

I was put under

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

'I should've expected this...'

I shook

Keiki style was just that

lot of famous five-star martial manuals, the Keiki

before they could even figure out what was going on was not something that other

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

and Monica's

it's not like the situation

now gained two

to keep my secret

way, this turned

I need to tell Kevin about the

recalled something. Taking out my phone I quickly sent

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

training session, Donna had asked me to

"...and sent"

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

a quick shower before going

...

of a

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

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

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

Shaa!

Swish!

the process eight

each slash, a different sound resounded across

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

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

the fifteenth

sword, the air split apart and the

this sword slash was incomparable to the

It was much stronger.

again lifted the broadsword up. As he lift the sword up, the old man's biceps bulged. The

"huuu..."

mouth as put both hands on the grip

the first time the old man put both hands

was evident that the next wing was

'”Ring! '”Ring!

the old man could slash down the white world

that dream

murmured as he opened his

the Levisha style, every once in a while he

Levisha performing his sword

the dreams became more vivid as a result, and from the dreams, Kevin was able to gain a better understanding of the Levisha

muscle movements. Slowly but surely, as Kevin mimicked the old man's movements, he was learning more and more about the Levisha style

the dreams were not as

dreams became more vivid, Kevin was able to pick