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

without a doubt dead.

"I see..."

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

that the Keiki style

must keep

voice became serious. Monica nodded her

union, you know that I can keep a

We can't let

"Yeah, I agree"

practiced the Keiki style, he would without

anyone know about his

sword art landed in the wrong person's hands,

moment. Therefore, it was her

until

would she be okay with the world knowing about the

not want

already starting to get itchy. Now that I know what art you are

Donna out of her thoughts

Monica smiled

'”Sha! '”Sha!

her sword around, Monica looked at Ren

you've got.

...

'”Clank!

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

I exited section B. I was more exhausted than I had

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

I was put

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

'I should've expected this...'

I

style was just that

manuals, the Keiki style was one

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

of arts out there that had as much of an impact

Monica's reactions were

not like the situation

gained two

to keep my secret a secret,

way, this turned out for

to tell Kevin about

something. Taking out my phone I quickly sent Kevin a

I've got some news to share with you

training session, Donna had asked me to tell Kevin

"...and sent"

I put my phone away and headed

take a quick shower before going

...

of a

the white world. Gripping tightly onto

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

lifting the broadsword up, the old man

Shaa!

Swish!

the process eight

a different sound resounded across the white

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

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

the fifteenth

sword, the air split

sword slash was incomparable to the

It was much stronger.

he lift the sword up, the old man's biceps bulged. The veins

"huuu..."

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

the first time the old

next wing

'”Ring! '”Ring!

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

It's that

he

once in a while he would get strange dreams inside

was Grandmaster Levisha performing his

more vivid as a result, and from the dreams, Kevin was able to

as Kevin mimicked the old man's movements, he

that the dreams were not as simple

became more vivid, Kevin was able to