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 shook

doubt dead. As

"I see..."

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

already good enough that the

must keep this

voice became

that I

in case. We can't

"Yeah, I agree"

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

not let anyone know about his

the wrong person's hands, it could

could not afford such a situation. Not at this moment. Therefore, it was her duty

until he is

would she be okay with the world knowing about the fact that he practiced the Keiki

then, she did not want anyone to

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

out of her thoughts was Monica's bright

smiled from ear to

'”Sha! '”Sha!

Monica

to go. Show me what you've got.

...

'”Clank!

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

section B. I was more exhausted than

my sword art, I was subjected to endless amounts of

that, I was put under

of training was even rougher than Donna's. My whole

'I should've expected this...'

smiling, I

was

manuals, the Keiki style

even figure out what was going on

number of arts out there that had as much of an impact as the

and Monica's

not like the

gained two valuable

and Monica trying to keep my secret a secret,

way, this turned out for the

need to tell Kevin

out my phone I quickly sent Kevin a

some news to share with you on behalf of

my training session, Donna had asked me to

"...and sent"

reply, I put my phone away and headed back to

to take a quick shower before going

...

of a white

a sturdy body stood in the middle of the white world. Gripping tightly onto a large

Shhh!

He slashed down.

Shhhu!

lifting the broadsword up, the old man once again swung

Shaa!

Swish!

the process

sound resounded across the

nothing particularly special. It was a simple fast and

However...

Swoosh!

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

Kracka!

the fifteenth

time as the old man swung his sword, the

this sword slash was incomparable to the previous

It was much stronger.

the old man once again lifted the broadsword up. As he lift the sword up, the old man's biceps bulged. The veins around

"huuu..."

mouth as put both hands on the grip of the

the first time the old

next wing

'”Ring! '”Ring!

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

It's that dream

as he opened his

style, every once in a while he would

Levisha performing his sword

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

old man's movements,

Kevin knew that the dreams were not

more vivid, Kevin was able to pick up more