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

without a doubt dead. As the author,

"I see..."

disappointed with the answer, but she

enough that

must keep

at Monica, Donna's voice

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

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

"Yeah, I agree"

that Ren practiced the Keiki style, he would

not let anyone know about

art landed in the wrong

situation. Not at this moment. Therefore, it was her duty as a teacher and hero

least not until he is

his own would she be okay with the world knowing about the fact

did not want anyone to know

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

Donna out of her thoughts was Monica's bright

watch, Monica smiled from ear to

'”Sha! '”Sha!

around, Monica looked

got three more hours to go. Show me what you've got. I really want to see the extent of your

...

'”Clank!

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

I exited section B. I was more exhausted

I was subjected to endless amounts of questions by Monica

put under their gruesome Spartan-like

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

'I should've expected this...'

smiling, I shook my

Keiki style was just

famous five-star martial manuals, the Keiki style was

an opponent before they could even figure out what was

there that had as much of an impact as

Monica's reactions

like the situation turned

gained

secret

way, this turned out for the

need to tell Kevin about the practice

my phone

share with you on

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

"...and sent"

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

needed to take a quick shower before

...

of a white

the white world. Gripping tightly onto a large broadsword,

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

the

Shaa!

Swish!

repeated the process eight

each slash, a different sound resounded across

nothing particularly special. It was a simple

However...

Swoosh!

man tensed even more with each passing slash. Alongside his back muscles, his other muscles became more

Kracka!

the fifteenth

old man swung his sword, the air split

slash was incomparable

It was much stronger.

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

"huuu..."

put both hands on the grip of the broadsword and prepared to slash down once

time the old man put both

wing was going

'”Ring! '”Ring!

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

It's that dream

as he opened his

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

Grandmaster Levisha performing his

as a result, and from

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

Kevin knew that the dreams were

more vivid, Kevin