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. As the author,

"I see..."

with the answer, but she

was already good enough that the Keiki style

must keep this a secret,

Monica, Donna's voice

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

can't let others know about his

"Yeah, I agree"

practiced the Keiki style, he would

anyone

the sword art landed in the wrong person's hands, it could prove

at this moment. Therefore, it was her duty as a teacher and hero to help Ren keep his sword art a

not until

she be okay with the world knowing about the fact

want anyone to know about

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

of her thoughts was Monica's bright

her watch, Monica smiled from

'”Sha! '”Sha!

her sword around, Monica looked

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

...

'”Clank!

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

section B. I was more exhausted than I had

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

I was put under their

I somehow knew this beforehand, Monica's style of training was even rougher

'I should've expected this...'

I

style was

five-star martial manuals, the Keiki style was one of the most easily

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

as much of an impact as the Keiki style were very

and Monica's reactions

not like the situation turned out

gained two valuable

Monica trying to keep my secret a secret, I could

a way, this turned out

need to tell Kevin about

something. Taking out my phone I quickly sent Kevin a

share

my training session, Donna had asked me to

"...and sent"

put my phone away and headed back

take a quick

...

of a

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

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

the old

Shaa!

Swish!

the

different sound

It was a simple

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

the fifteenth

as the old man swung his sword, the air split

slash was incomparable to the

It was much stronger.

up. As he lift the sword up, the

"huuu..."

both hands on the grip of the broadsword and prepared to

was the first time the old man put both hands on

next wing was going to be even more

'”Ring! '”Ring!

world slowly started to crumble as an annoying chime repeatedly

It's that

murmured as he

had learned the Levisha style, every once in a while he would get strange dreams inside of his

was Grandmaster Levisha performing his

proficiency 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 the

surely, as Kevin mimicked the old man's movements, he was learning more and

that the dreams were

Kevin