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"

Donna's question, Ren

dead. As the author,

"I see..."

a bit disappointed with the answer, but she didn't

was already good enough that the Keiki style

keep this a

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

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

We can't let others know about

"Yeah, I agree"

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

let anyone know about his

landed in the wrong person's hands, it could

was her duty as a teacher and hero to

until he

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

then, she did not want

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

out of her thoughts was

her watch, Monica smiled

'”Sha! '”Sha!

her sword around, Monica

you've got. I really want to see the

...

'”Clank!

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

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

was subjected to endless amounts of questions by

that, 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 shook

style was just that

manuals, the Keiki style was

even figure out what was going on was not something that

there that had as much of an impact as the Keiki style

Monica's

like the situation turned out

had now gained two valuable

Donna and Monica trying to keep my secret a secret, I could now

this turned out for

to tell Kevin

my phone I quickly sent Kevin a

got some news to share with you on behalf

my training session, Donna had asked me to tell Kevin

"...and sent"

to reply, I put my phone away and

to take a quick shower before going

...

a white

white world. Gripping tightly onto a

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

the old man once again

Shaa!

Swish!

the

different sound resounded across the

particularly special. It was a

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

was the

sword, the air

doubt, this sword slash was incomparable to the previous

It was much stronger.

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

"huuu..."

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

first time the old man put both hands on

evident that the next wing was going to be even

'”Ring! '”Ring!

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

that dream

murmured as he opened

once in a while he would get strange dreams inside of his

it was Grandmaster Levisha

that the dreams became more vivid as a result, and from the dreams,

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

dreams were not as simple

vivid, Kevin was able to pick up