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

doubt dead. As the author, he

"I see..."

answer, but she didn't have much hope to begin

already good enough that the

keep this

head and looking at Monica, Donna's voice became serious. Monica nodded her head

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

We can't let others know

"Yeah, I agree"

Ren practiced the Keiki style, he would without a doubt become the

not let anyone know about his

landed in the

it was her duty as a teacher and hero to help Ren keep his sword art a

until he is strong

strong enough to stand on his own would she be okay with the world knowing about the fact that he practiced the Keiki

not want anyone to

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

Donna out of her thoughts was Monica's bright

watch, Monica smiled from ear

'”Sha! '”Sha!

her sword around, Monica looked at

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

...

'”Clank!

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

I exited section B. I was more

to endless amounts of questions by Monica and

that, I was put under their gruesome Spartan-like

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

'I should've expected this...'

smiling, I

style was just

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

an opponent before they could even figure out what was going on was not

had as much

Monica's reactions

not like the

now gained

trying to keep my secret a secret, I

turned out for the

to tell Kevin about

my

I've got some news to share with

asked me to

"...and sent"

for Kevin to reply, I put my phone away

needed to take a quick shower before going

...

a white

man with a sturdy body stood 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 old man once again

Shaa!

Swish!

repeated the process eight

different sound resounded across the white

It was

However...

Swoosh!

sturdier. The back muscles of the old man tensed even more with each passing

Kracka!

was the fifteenth

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

a doubt, this sword slash was incomparable to the

It was much stronger.

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

"huuu..."

on the grip of the

this was the first time the old man put both hands

evident that the next wing was

'”Ring! '”Ring!

old man could slash down the white world slowly started to crumble as an

that dream

he

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

it was Grandmaster Levisha performing his sword

with the 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

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

the dreams were not as simple

Kevin was able to