C-Grade... Holy hell, those guys are Gods.
Prince found himself back in the real world. The sun didn't seem to have moved, so not much time had passed.
Prince could care less. No, his mind was still on that man. That otherworldy man that didn't even seem human. No, there was something there, something just beneath the surface.
Prince burned that vision into his memory. He sensed that he could go back a review it.
Prince stood, turning toward the faint direction of his river. He knew what he had to do. Prince took off running.
He ran, each stride pumping his footprint into the ground with a certain strength. Prince could clearly see it now, the river. He leapt up.
And fell into the river.
The river was much, much deeper than Prince thought. In fact, it practically swallowed him hole, sending him to a cavern where water pressed him on all sides.
Immediately, the effects started to weigh his mind, so heavy that he didn't even mind that he was underwater. Prince estimated he had a total of an hour to be down here, since he wasn't moving.
As his whole body was being pumped full of vitality, Prince summoned back up the vision before he slept eternally.
...
Prince opened his eyes back at the towering peak, but this time, he knew what he was here for.
The benefits of the water still affected him now, so that he had a crystal clear mind and complete calmness.
The man was preparing his first strike.
Prince slowed down time right before the impact.
Each muscle worked in tandem. Each body part move in perfect synchronization with every other body part. The world gave way, the air split, reality bent to the will of just the man's pure, unsullied physicality.
Perfection.
Prince resumed normal time. Now he fought to copy the man's every moves. It wasn't too hard, actually. He was moving relatively normal. But each of his strikes were a work of art that simply couldn't be replicated.
A stomp, here.
Prince knew this was the final strike.
His foot stomped downward, too. Perfect synchronization.
Prince resumed a neutral position. Then he slammed his palm downward.
For a singular moment, Prince had moved just like the old man. He felt something, an understanding-
Then it vanished.
Prince grumbled as the vision zoomed out. He was close. But not yet, he could feel it.
He restarted the vision and tried again.
And again.
And again.
Prince was so single-minded that he forgot where his real body was. He was dissecting every single part of the vision, burning everything into his superhuman memory.
Dozens. Hundreds.
Each time, something kept evading him.
Prince watched as the man destroyed the continent for the thousandth time. Then it zoomed back in on the man. Prince was about to rewind, then he paused.
He let it play. As always, the man raised his hand, angry at the System for spying on him.
Prince paused right before the System took it out.
Then he stretched.
He stretched at the bonds of the System's control, wanting to fully experience this mans crushing understanding. The whole vision shook, Prince's soul rising, stretching.
The System had suppressed it.
WARNING!
User's soul is abnormally powerful! The Auditors have been notified. Please stay put.
"NO! NOT WHEN I'VE MADE IT SO FAR!" Prince roared. His soul split the System's control.
Then he felt it. True understanding.
...
Prince was transported to another, stranger place. Yet, it felt like home. It felt like his soul.
He floated in a vast void of nothingness. In front of him, a colossal ball of blue hovered.
Prince was at the threshold. He pressed his hand against the ball, his eyes widening. Tendrils wrapped around him, drawing him into a void of pure white.
Understanding flooded into him. Prince felt his strength skyrocketing in ways impossible. Everything, mind, body, spirit, clicked into place.
He felt like a god.
Prince snapped his head out of the way with perfect precision. The fist aimed for it missed, hitting nothing but white.
Prince turned toward the culprit, a being with an expensive-looking suit on. Prince referred to it as a being because it was made out of pure darkness.
Prince got the notion that this being was not supposed to be here. And it managed to, however, even though the System shouldn't be able to fiddle with someone's soul.
"Hey." Prince grinned. "Fighting me in my own soul? Idiot."
Prince appeared right behind the being, moving without moving. He flicked a finger, sending a shockwave toward the thing.
The thing had... Vanished as well? It was behind Prince now.
A fist slammed into his stomach, sending him flying through the void.
The being took out a pen and pointed it toward Prince. "You are the first of any F-Grade to give me, one of the stronger auditors, trouble, much less be extraordinary. So I'm sealing your soul so it doesn't become too exemplary."
The thing wrote with the pen, scribbling something onto the air, runes and words that just floated there.
"NO!" Prince roared, the Dao surrounding him responding. The world quaked as he gathered all the strength he had into his fist, which began shining a bright light.
His hoodie burst with just the pure power he exuded, though Prince knew it wasn't his real hoodie.
"Oh?" The Auditor smirked, showing a row of sharp, shark-like teeth. "I'll entertain you." It deftly snatched the runes out of the air, holding them within it's fist as it cocked it back.
The next second, their fist clashed.
Prince was aided with the Dao of Martial Arts, but the shockwave produced by the punch echoed through his entire soul.
Prince got the brief image of a grinning Auditor and chains wrapping up his soul before the world exploded.
"FUCK!" Prince roared as the world began to turn white. "I'LL KILL YOU!"
"I look forward to it." The Auditor replied cheekily..
Then the world was finally a blank void.
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