"Now, let's begin the assessment for your future training regiment. Please stand still. I'm going to use one of my own inventions to scan your bodies and see what will best suit you."
As soon as Daniel and Adora stood up, the chairs they were sitting on dissappeared. Daniel was numbingly surprised.
"Adora, you'll be first since your regiment will be constructed much quicker than Daniel's."
"Oi, what's with the favoritism?" Daniel wore a constipated look on his face.
The Old Man chuckled before taking out a silver cube.
As the Old Man extended his hand out, the silver cube split into smaller squares as it floated slightly above his palm, closely resembling a rubix cube. The lines in-between each square pulsing with a bright red light.
Quite rapidly, it began to shoot out lazers. Slowly making multiple sweeps over Adora's body. The Lazers left no trace of their activity, so it was indeed harmless.
After a short moment, the cube beeped and the lights went from red to orange, to yellow, than green. Where it stopped at an aqua color.
[Assessment Completed:
Body Grade/Type/Bloodline: A+/Ecto/None.
Affinities: Nature, Wind, and Earth.
Suggested Regiment: Druidaite Sentinel Guard.
Strengths: Strong Offense/Defense, Grounded.
Weaknesses: No specialization]
"Excellent!" The Old Man smiled as he listened to the report.
Adora opened his eyes and ears in anticipation.
"Adora, you'll basically be a fortress! You're potential is outstanding! You'll be training to enter the Druidaite Sentinel Guard Cohort!"
Adora's eyes went bright with unspoken emotion.
"I'll do my best!" Adora raised his fist and saluted.
The Old Man nodded.
Daniel eagerly waited for his assessment, the old man was clearly drawing out the congratulations.
"Alright, your turn little one." The Old Man addressed Daniel as he moved his hand over towards Daniel.
The Silver Cube than repeated its previous steps. As the scanning lazers came to an end, the cube began to change colors.
Red, Orange, Yellow, Blue, Purple, Black, White, Silver, and gold. Once the cube stopped at gold, the intensity of the light increased exponentially.
"Holy shit!" Daniel closed his and covered them at the same time due to the sheer brightness of the light.
Adora hurriedly turned away in fear of being blinded.
After a few moments, the Old Man spoke. "Alright, it's over. You guys can turn around now." He spoke in an unsteady voice.
[Assessment Completed:
Body Grade/Type/Bloodline: SSS???/Mezo/Mindheart Royalty.
Affinities: Elements, Space, Time, Sovereignty, Fate, Nilhity, Gravity, Life, Death, Creation, Destruction, Telekinesis, illusions, Speed, Power, Growth, ???.
Suggested Regiment: Sovereign MindHeart Sentinel.
Strengths: Limitless growth, Extreme Speed, Extreme Power, Commander, Paragon, Jack Of All Trades, Sovereignty over inner world and Outer World, ????.
Weaknesses: Substantial difficulty in achieving apex form.]
'What the fuck! Is that even an actual weakness?!' The Old Man developed a cold sweat due to the sheer shock.
What was most shocking, was his Bloodline. That Bloodline shouldn't exist! The Old Man than began to contemplate the questions marks that were all over the assessment.
The question marks in the assessment could only mean three things. One, those abilities were sealed. Two, there's too many abilities. Three, all of the above.
'Assessment Cube Mk.LXV, diagnosis on functionality and previous assessment.' The Old Man thought that perhaps his invention was bugging.
[Diagnostics Completed:
All Clear!
Unreadable information sealed.]
The Old Man spaced out for a moment before conjuring up a chair and sitting. His eyes were unfocused but his legs were bouncing up and down.
'He's a MindHeart... That would mean... Those legends are true.'
There was a time in ancient history when the Human race had its own Royal Bloodline. Just like the Elfs had their High-Elfs, and the Dwarfs had their Earthweavers, Humans had their MindHearts.
'I knew it. That prophecy was linked to ours.' The Old Man thought of his only son, Enfred. The little who filled his life with meaning had turned into a grown man in the span of a few moments within his eyes. He couldn't be prouder.
'I'll let him know of his Ancestors after he has graduated. I'll use it as an incentive for hin to train hard.'
After The Old Man concluded his thought process he spoke.
"You're potential has no ceiling, Daniel. You can basically achieve what ever your heart desires. The only downside is the fact that you'll have to put in real work and effort. Do you wish to be the best? Or would you like to fade into the background?" The Old Man spoke with a Solomn demeanor.
'With this much power, I can't have him doing something he doesn't want to do. A rebellious Sovereign would be a tragedy. Let's see What he'll choose.'
"Ah, I want to be the best." Daniel spoke nonchalantly.
"Be serious, I want an honest answer from you. This is no laughing matter, young Daniel. Power has consequence, if you have no anchor, you'll be forever lost within its consuming waters." The Old Man spoke slowly, each syllable pronounced through gritted teeth.
'Why is this old fart so uptight all of a sudden??' Daniel was confused.
'Fine. I'll do you what you say you Old fogey."
"Do not worry about such a thing Old Man, my principles are not so easily warped. I want to be the best because I have never had a reason to be anything other. Among other things I have a reason that'll never allow me to settle for less, but I won't tell you!" Daniel looked straight into the eyes of the Old Man.
"If you are so convicted then I'll set you up for success. You're training regiment will be strenuous, unapologetically difficult and undoubtedly fruitful, if you persist." The Old Man walked right up into Daniel's face.
"Son, if you want to back down. This is your chance."
Adora witnessed the whole altercation with confusion written all over his face. 'How'd they go from being friendly to testing each other?'
"I won't Old Man." Daniel's eyes were sharp as he refused to back down.
"Very well, I will give you the foundation you'll need. How far you go will, in the end, be up to you."
'May you rise once more, young Mindheart.'