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"

question, Ren shook his

Keiki was without a doubt dead. As the author, he knew

"I see..."

but

already good enough that the Keiki style was not

you must keep this a secret,

Monica, Donna's voice

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

but just in case. We can't let others

"Yeah, I agree"

practiced the Keiki style, he would without a doubt

let anyone

the sword art landed in the wrong person's

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

until he is strong

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

not want anyone to know

know

out of her

her watch, Monica smiled

'”Sha! '”Sha!

around, Monica looked at

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

...

'”Clank!

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

my arms, I exited section B. I

to endless amounts of questions by

put under their gruesome

style of training was even rougher than Donna's. My whole

'I should've expected this...'

I shook my

Keiki style was

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

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

that had as much of an impact as the Keiki style

and Monica's

not like the situation

gained two valuable

to keep my secret a

turned out for the

tell Kevin about

suddenly recalled something. Taking out my

some news to share with

me to tell Kevin

"...and sent"

my phone away and headed back to my

take a quick shower

...

of a white

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

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

the broadsword up, the old man once again

Shaa!

Swish!

repeated the process eight

a different sound resounded across the

was nothing particularly special. It was a simple fast

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

the

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

this sword slash was incomparable to the previous

It was much stronger.

he lift the sword up, the old

"huuu..."

hands on the grip of the broadsword and prepared to

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

evident that the next wing was going to

'”Ring! '”Ring!

before the old man could slash down the white world slowly started

that

he

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

Grandmaster Levisha performing

as a result, and from the dreams,

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

Kevin knew that the dreams

dreams became more vivid, Kevin