A day after the paper was released, the news spread like burning wildfire in harmattan as it spread across Hope Town and across all its vassal villages.
"Have you heard about the young prodigy of the Brenden family?"
"He got a scholarship from Centerpoint City Astral Academy".
"Do you know what that means? Centerpoint Astral Academy is the most prestigious astral academy in Stoneflower State with the best teachers and resources, no astral warrior from the Brenden family had ever attended it before".
"Before the eldest son of the Crosti family could get an admission there, the Crosti family was rumored to have almost emptied their coffers of riches".
"Ramon Brenden is surely the fated son of the heavens to take the Brenden family to even greater heights, the Hope Town region will become even safer".
"In a few years, after he becomes a bonafide graduate and astral warrior, few bandits will dare to invade our farms and villages under his protection".
"The heavens have blessed us!"
"Did you know? I heard unlike most children that cry after birth, he was so mature he said his first word as soon as he came from his mother's womb".
"Wow…!"
"They say he could sing the national anthem of Tiberia at just 5 months old".
"He could walk at just 6 months old and you know the most ridiculous fact of all, they say he could wield a sword and fight like a veteran at just a year old!"
"Wow…!"
"At the age of 5, they said he fought a Dragon and survived".
"Jesus…!"
"He truly is the chosen one of the heavens!"
Rumors about the young prodigy of the Brenden family kept on spreading like wildfire across the regions of Hope Town, spinning ridiculous stories to spice up the legend of the young prodigy.
2 days before his son was to leave home finally, locked up in his personal library, the patriarch of the Brenden family rapidly combed through books.
This was his 34th hour locked inside his library reading.
On that night when he saw the young boy with red eyes, he already made a guess but when Ramon got a scholarship from the most prestigious astral academy in Stoneflower state, Brenden Enoch could no longer hold his curiosity back.
He was reading a gigantic book about 1 of the secrets of the astral world that was only known to few, the secret of the heavenly restrictions.
After 36 hours of reading, with bloodshot eyes, he finally found it.
"In the history of the astral world, only 1 had appeared before who was a carrier of this heavenly restriction".
"Some called him the Sword Emperor, others called him the One Slash Emperor, most of his enemies died from just one slash of his sword".
"Heavenly restrictions are constitutions that defy the will of the heavens, and in retaliation, the heavens place a penalty on their carriers".
"The Sword Emperor was known for never having an affinity".
"He was an astral traveler without an affinity".
"Wherever he moved, weak swords shrink in sheer respect and inferiority while only worthy swords get to vibrate in excitement to the sheer presence of his aura and unmatched sword presence".
Reading this line, the patriarch's eyes widened.
"The name of this heavenly restriction is called the Doomsday Sword".
"The last words of the Sword Emperor before his death were famous for a long time, this was before the era of the Fate Destroying Emperor".
"The fate of the Doomsday Sword is too great a burden to carry".
"If you think you have what it takes, wield my sword and face doomsday".
Knock! Knock!
The patriarch turned his head. 'They know I am reading in seclusion yet still knocked, what is the time?'
He looked and his eyes widened; it was already time!
"Patriarch, the entourage from Centerpoint Astral Academy to take the young master away are already here".
"The young master is waiting at the door".
The patriarch thought for a second before keeping the large book and locating a chair to sit down. "Let him in".
A few seconds later, the 10-year-old Ramon stood before the patriarch.
At this moment, Ramon wore a white Taekwondo uniform on black leather shoes. This was the official uniform of students in CenterPoint Astral Academy.
Looking at his son, the patriarch could not help but feel proud.
'He is my son!'
'I gave birth to him!'
'What a boy you gave to me Emiliana! Perhaps, it's time I pay her bride price and celebrate our union in grand style'.
Without saying a word to him, the patriarch accessed his storage ring and brought out a sword.
It was a long sword with a red normal T-shaped hilt. At the end of the T-shaped hilt, close to the long blade, a gem was embedded that swirled with grayish white astral energy.
As soon as the sword came out, it vibrated intensely in the presence of the 10-year-old boy in excitement.
"It's excited!" Ramon could tell even without holding it first.
Enoch Brenden smiled as he stared down at the sword with pride. "This is a well-crafted sword for Commander Stage Warriors".
"When I was younger, I worked as a guard in the Lightning Manor".
"Then, my crew's captain was a Commander Stage Warrior, Captain Adams".
"Together, 6 of us, we went on a dangerous mission whose details are confidential. We lost 3 of our comrades but we completed the mission".
"As a reward, the mayor of Centerpoint City gave me this".
"I'm a spear master but a Commander Stage weapon is always handy as a trump card when in a pinch. Through my 10 years since being appointed lord of Hope Town, I have never been forced to use the sword once".
"It's a trump card that only I and the survivors of my crew know about".
"Ramon," He looked at his son. "I want to give this to you".
Remembering the ethics taught to him by his mom, despite feeling mischievous at this moment, Ramon controlled himself as he went on his knees.
On his knees, he received the sword solemnly.
The patriarch smiled. "Go and make the Brenden family proud".
"The name of the sword is Storm Breaker".
…
"Hey kid, I've heard some ridiculous stories since arriving at your town". A red-haired young man, one of the 2 escorts of the student stole a glance at the kid.
"Is it true that at the young age of 2, your thing, you know, the pp.., that thing between your legs was as big as 6 inches long?"
BONK!
"Ouch…, what I'd do Shaggy?"
The older of the 2 young men, a brown-haired man with a blade scar across his left cheek smiled at the young kid. "Ignore him, he can be foolish at times".
"Nice to meet you Ramon".
"My name is Shaggy, he is Frank," He pointed at his comrade who kept on rubbing his head in pain grievously. "Together, we are the ones appointed to escort you to the Centerpoint Astral Academy safely".
Shaggy's smile wavered as the kid just kept on staring at him seriously. "Ramon, are you ok?" He touched his face. "Is something on my face?"
Ramon stared at him seriously. "What's a pp?"
"…"