"Brother, Everyone in the capital is talking about you ."
"Where did you hear this Imaya ?"
"Everyone is our residence were talking about this and that you did in successor exam"
"It is not enough for us Imaya, let's train hard and make ourselves known in history."
Next day of the Aptitude test, I am training with her. She is quite good with her sword skills and magic as well .
Maybe one day she will become my rival.
There are lots of things that happened after my exam like my summoning to my father and the way everyone in the capital sees me now.
Father summoned me and asked how I did it. I gave him the answer honestly that my clothes are maGic items and are the reason for it.
This simple answer caused
Their greediness dripping from their mouth.
Father asked me to give these items to my brothers and I was ready. But they were not able to bear the pain of wearing those cursed items.
First time in years I smiled due to them and it was full of sarcasm.
They want to use my talent ,but they can't force me since I am one of the candidates for Successor of king.
It's not like the Palace didn't take interest in my achievement on the Aptitude exam.
They sent me an offer to be Mage apprentice of a Court magician if I failed but this is not my destiny to be a mere apprentice magician.
I want myself known to this world .
My heart is burning with Desires. A feeling to be righteous with a feeling to own everything, a feeling to dominate the world, a feeling to destroy anything in the way of desire.
With this burning heart we heated our practice match.
Imaya is god gifted with his weapons skills and agility, only problem with her is that she goes berserker everytime she fights. When she turned berserker, her power multiplied everytime.
we spent quite a lot of time together so we can cope up with each other.
"Brother why don't you use magic items while fighting ?"
" I want to Win with my own strength , using items will make others think that I don't have enough strength."
" but these are your creations too "
" I know but i feel like i will win by my own "
Our practice continued till 2 week and then the day of my Battle royale arrived.
" Good day candidates, It is a fine day for you to show your strength and courage. Today we will conduct your second face and most important one.
The rule of this fight is simple, the last man standing will win. currently there are more than 200 candidates and only the last ten who survive here will move to phase three.
You can use Weapons, Magic or anything that you can create yourself. "
"Lets the Battle begin"
with these words tens of magic attacks shook the arena.
Magic users have upper hand in battles like these when they don't have to care about others. magic attacks from left to right, north to south continues.
The weapon users were searching for week one to eliminate as many as they can.Screams full of excitement or pain, cries , injuries ,blood you can see it everywhere here.
candidates who were friendly just a minute ago, turned into sworn enemies.
That's why I don't believe in anyone , closest to you can hurt you the hardest.
In the center of the arena, there is a thunderstorm that knocks anyone who tries to conquer it.
The girl, who was the eyes of this storm ,was a girl with 7 attributed , Siala.
She is brutally fighting with others, she doesn't ever care about her face which is as emotionless as Doll, not even a wrinkle is twitching in her face.
She looked quite interesting, Our eyes met and a smile appeared on her face.
I was at the corner and ran toward her. This is one of the most used war strategies, one who kills the strongest will be the next strongest.
I poured mana into My cloths and they became as hard as armour, my boots gave me speed and my gloves gave me minute mana control. My brain started doing parallel thinking and I took out my two swords in two hands.
All things happen simultaneously. My sense became sharp.
My clouds like mana is turbulating in my body,my desire is burning , I feel like I am made for wars and battles.
my smile is growing with every passing second.
I thrust myself forward and like a Wolf hungry for blood , I rushed toward the nearest one.
He was a boy with good physiques ,He ready his word and jumped toward me but I was fast.
I leaned forward making one of the swords my pivot. I rotated myself and landed a direct hit at his jaw with the handle of my other sword.
i moved to next, she is a magician with quite a sturdy defence shield but here a turtle will not be able to win the race .
Pouring mana into my swords, I thrust my sword in the ground and a crack appeared making me centre, the girl unbalanced lost her focus and at this close even with the shock wave of a sword made her unconscious.
it didn't even take me more then some seconds to finish one. With each passing second my desire for strength increased.
I want to win over everyone here. I don't even care what happened to my body after this fight. The only thing I am seeing is my desire.
Candidates who made groups even in these kinds of situations, trying their best to betray each other and this weakness.
One of my Sword ,Elfiya is a sword that nullify most of the magic attacks of level 1 candidates and the other sword "HellBlade" The sword i had with me since i last remember, is amazing, it can produce shock waves of upto five attributes as well as sharp enough to cut Damascus Steel sword in two.
with parallel thinking i can handle both magic and Weapons at the same time efficiently.
from corner to centre, one after another i created mounds of candidates, some are gravely injured and some are unconscious but most can't fight anymore.
My eyes are looking at her eyes, her smile growing as well as her thunderstorm.
Everyone can see clearly the path I walked and the palace I am going.
still tens of the candidates are fighting to survive. I have to face countless attacks and counter them, my power is growing more and more as well as my desire.
the only thing I can see is her mocking smile. I don't have any hate or anger toward her.
The only thing that makes me
want to defeat her is her strength.
Just a servel meters left and she attacked me .
Lightings were tearing the sky and hitting at one single place one after another, countless times.
These impacts were so powerful that shook the whole arena and a large crater appeared there.
For some second after these strikes ,the whole arena turned dead silent because everyone was just looking at the crater, waiting to see what happened and what would happen.
When the smoke and dust cleared, there was a boy with a spear two times his size and it was shining like it just came from furness.
It was hot, everyone could see the hand of the boy was emitting smoke, there was something that caused fear in everyone.
The boy was laughing madly but with amusement. He lifted that spear and shot it toward the eyes of the storm, it shooted like an arrow of lightning, it exploded before hitting and the explosion was so powerful that it wiped out the storm.
The laugh of the boy returned with a similar laugh. Countless numbers of arrows made of wind,fire,ice,stone,lighting rained on the boy but before it could hit, arrows from the opposite side with even more deadly power destroyed it.
one after anothers , attacks were cancelled by each other.
but suddenly something changed, the boy ran toward that girl, dodging her attacks with lightning speed and in the next second there were countless arrows stuck on that boy's body.
but still he is smiling. no one can misunderstand someone who can control 7 attributes, but the boy was on another level, a level which can be only believed in legends.
Every stuck arrow turned into smoke and in the next moment the boy was in front of the girl looking in her eyes, the smile disappeared on her face.
she was shivering not with fear but anger, before she could say anything a punch landed on her stomach and she was thrown toward the audience seat.
Whole arena was silent until
"The battle royale is over and only one candidate remains ,since all other candidates are unable to fight we decided that the winner can choose nine more candidates who participated here. He can choose whomever he wants. The one who was chosen will be eligible to take admission in The Academy of Himalayan but all the chosen one can't possess his or her Successor candidacy until they defeat him. if The winner didn't want to choose he can go alone to the a academy "
A man with 9 numbers of healing potion came and gave it to the boy but what the boy did was something no one would have thought.
He emptied all 9 bottles on a single person, and the person who had the greatest potential to defeat him.
"See you soon"
with these words the boy left the Arena and the girl was looking at him until he was no longer seen.
"See you soon" is the only words left from her mouth.
It was a battle worth mentioning. I was almost killed there. If I didn't have a mind capable of Parallel thinking I must have died there.
Her attacks were pretty strong and precise. I was merely able to dodge them and I don't know when her attack reached me ,it was my armor otherwise I would have died.
In every term of battle I could have died. At that time my body reacted on its own and all her mana arrows changed back into mana and absorbed in me .
Maybe there is something different about me since some days. i will think about it later . I'm dead tired and thanks to my healing magic even it is basic, with continuous healing it heals me and I get intermediate level healing skills too