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 shook his

dead. As the author,

"I see..."

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

already good enough that the Keiki style was

you must keep this a

voice became serious. Monica

Although I work for the union, you know that I can keep a

just in case. We can't

"Yeah, I agree"

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

let anyone know about his sword

sword art landed in the wrong person's

at this moment. Therefore, it was her duty

not until he is strong

was strong enough to stand on his own would she be okay

she did not want anyone to

know what art you are

her thoughts was Monica's

smiled from

'”Sha! '”Sha!

around, Monica looked at Ren

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

...

'”Clank!

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

section B. I was more exhausted than I

art, I was subjected to endless amounts of questions by Monica

was put under their gruesome Spartan-like

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

'I should've expected this...'

smiling, I

was

the Keiki style was one of

could even figure out what was going on

out there that had as much

and Monica's

the situation

gained

my secret a secret, I could now breathe more

way, this turned out for the

to tell Kevin

my phone

some news to share with

asked me

"...and sent"

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

to take a quick shower before going to

...

a white

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

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

broadsword up, the old man

Shaa!

Swish!

repeated the

slash, a different sound

particularly special. It was a simple fast

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

the fifteenth

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

this sword slash was incomparable to

It was much stronger.

up. As he lift the sword

"huuu..."

air escaped from the old man's mouth as put both hands on the grip of the broadsword and prepared to slash down

was the first time the old man put both hands on

the next wing was going to

'”Ring! '”Ring!

down the white world slowly started to crumble as an

that

he

he had learned the Levisha style, every once in a

Levisha performing

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 understanding of

the old man's movements, he was learning more and more about the Levisha style with each passing

Kevin knew that the dreams

became more vivid, Kevin