The Martial Unity

Rui opened his eyes slowly. An clear sky entered his field of vision.

He frowned.

Where was he?

He got up to his feet as he gazed forward, squinting as his eyes adjusted. A beautiful landscape extended as far as the eye could see as he gazed down at the breathtaking sight, appreciating its beauty.

But he was still confused.

He turned around, glancing at what was behind him, yet what he saw shook him to his very core.

He saw a path.

A path with profound depth.

A path he was on.

Yet what shook him wasn't the path itself.

No.

What truly shook him was treacherous calamities the path winded through.

Monsters.

Earthquakes.

Meteorites.

Land-breaks.

A torrent of devastating catastrophes littered his path.

It was a horrifying sight that inspired primal terror.

And yet, it inspired awe.

Through his terror, he could see profound boundless beauty in that path.

mesmerizing him, whispering to

was a path he

yet, when he took his first step, the world

jerking upright as he gasped

around spotting his squire

him

again...') He

match?" His eyes widened as

both silent for

impassively. "You managed to get her with the Stinger, inflicting a critical wound. But the damage you took from

sighed, closing his

expressionless, but inwardly he concealed immense disappointment and frustration. He had given that fight his everything, but not even his everything

as he

consolation." Squire Dylon said. "Your performance surpassed my every expectation. You're not even a two-year-old Martial Apprentice and you went against a monstrous prodigy that has been cultivating techniques for six years. The odds were stacked against you in every way, in every possible parameter, yet you managed to not only push her going all-out but inflicted a critical wound that threatened to lose her the match. Frankly, she also got a little

is merely a checkpoint in your life. Do

half-way to being a Squire Candidate at

era, yet even she couldn't begin to even

She mused.

you, both of you. However, I do not intend to let this failure hold me back." he said

hands, as a slight

what was possible and what wasn't. It expanded his view of Martial Art was capable

as he thought of all the various techniques he would

had already left the past, greedily eying

* * * * * * *

she gazed outside the window of her room, as she

sat atop a table some distance

was supposed to be an honour and a matter of boundless

mood, unsure of what

she felt. She wasn't sure about how she felt of

and given that cup as the crowd went berserk with

KNOCK KNOCK

in~" She

"Miss." Her butler bowed.

"What is it?"

Master has summoned you." He

nodded, having

as she walked towards the center of the Roschem Family

center, where the study of Sage Damian Roschem