'Let me check my system to see how many points I have maybe I can create a skill to better my chance of extracting a skill from the cores'
'system'
Arion Ravenheart
Talents: Blacksmith
Points:19
Mana Core Stage: Middle Tier 1
Strength: 17
Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 16
Intelligence: 14
Wisdom: 14
Charisma: 11
Mana: 20
Aura: 20
Ki: 40
Abilities: [PASSIVE COLLECT, AURA CONCEALMENT, RAPID RECOVERY, Dash, Ki Absorption, Ki sense]
Titles:[Blacksmith apprentice]
Arion looked at his stats in amazement, he hadn't even realized he had reached the middle of Tier 1 till now.
'Thank you Passive collect'
Arion noticed his Ki capacity was much higher than his other stats, but it still felt like he could only use his ki for a few minutes at most if he solely relied on it. Despite his increased capacity, he realized that mastering the control and efficiency of his Ki usage would be crucial for sustaining prolonged battles and unlocking its full potential.
Seraphina with her deep brown eyes looked at Arion noticing him strangely staring off into space.
" Are you ready to head out towards the City of Atherton?" Seraphina inquired at her son who was still acting strangely, her voice laced with concern as she observed his distracted demeanor.
"Ah yes my bad, I was in my own little world" Arion replied, trying to defend himself. Though his words held a hint of sheepishness as he realized his lapse in attention.
"Are you sure you don't want the potion?" Seraphina teased Arion
Causing Arion to clear his throat in embarrassment.
They both hopped onto their horse to begin their journey again, the rhythmic clip-clop of their steeds' hooves providing a steady beat as they set off toward the City of Atherton.
As they rode, the forest gradually began to thin, giving way to open fields and rolling hills that stretched out as far as the eye could see. The crisp breeze carried the scent of wildflowers and freshly turned earth, invigorating their senses as they journeyed onwards.
Arion's thoughts drifted back to their upcoming destination, the City of Atherton. It was a bustling metropolis known for its vibrant markets, towering spires, and rich history. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the prospect of exploring its streets
Beside him, Seraphina rode with a calm assurance, her gaze fixed on the horizon as she guided her horse with practiced ease. Despite the long journey ahead, she remained stoic and composed, her presence a source of strength and stability for Arion.
Arion and Seraphina had encountered many more magical monsters, on their way to the city before they arrived, but Arion had taken care of all of them earning 50 points in total from all the monsters he killed.
Arion had a total of 69 points and was ecstatic and couldn't help but chuckle at himself seeing the number. Even though he was 20 years old in his past life, he was still immature when it came to these types of jokes.
As Arion and Seraphina approached the gates of the City of Atherton, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually came into view. The towering stone walls loomed overhead, adorned with intricate carvings and towering spires that reached towards the heavens. The sound of merchants hawking their wares and the chatter of pedestrians filled the air, creating a cacophony of noise that echoed through the streets.
As they drew nearer, Arion couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within him. The city was a sprawling labyrinth of winding streets and towering buildings, teeming with life and energy. It was a far cry from the quiet serenity of the forest they had left behind, and Arion found himself eager to explore its depths and uncover its secrets.
Beside him, Seraphina rode with a calm assurance, her gaze fixed on the city ahead with a mixture of curiosity and determination. She had spent many years traveling the realms, but the City of Atherton was unlike any she had ever seen before. Its towering walls and bustling streets spoke of a rich history and a vibrant culture, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the prospect of exploring its depths.
As they reached the gates, the guards eyed them warily, their hands resting on the hilts of their swords. But as Seraphina approached, they recognized her for who she was – a respected figure in the realm, known for her wisdom and strength. With a nod of acknowledgment, they stepped aside, allowing her passage into the city without question.
Arion followed closely behind, his eyes wide with wonder as they passed through the gates and into the heart of the city. The streets were alive with activity, merchants hawking their wares from colorful stalls, and crowds of people bustling to and fro in a never-ending stream.
The air was filled with the scent of spices and cooking food, mingling with the sound of laughter and music that drifted from the taverns and inns that lined the streets. Arion couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within him as he took in the sights and sounds of the city, eager to explore its depths and uncover its secrets.
As they rode deeper into the city, the streets became narrower and more crowded, the buildings towering overhead and casting long shadows across the cobblestone streets. Everywhere Arion looked, there were people – men and women of all ages and walks of life, going about their daily business with a sense of purpose and determination.
Seraphina guided her horse with ease, navigating the crowded streets with a grace and poise that spoke of years of experience. She seemed to know exactly where she was going, her eyes fixed on some distant point on the horizon as they rode deeper into the heart of the city.
Finally, they reached the central square, a bustling hub of activity that served as the heart of the city. Here, while performers entertained the crowds with music and dance. Arion couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as he looked around, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling square.
As they dismounted their horses, Arion felt a sense of excitement building within him. The City of Atherton was unlike anything he had ever seen before.
The stable they left their horses at was nestled near the entrance to the Awakening Hall, its sturdy wooden beams and thatched roof blending seamlessly with the ancient stone architecture of the surrounding buildings. As they approached, the scent of hay and horse sweat mingled with the faint aroma of incense drifting from the nearby temple, creating a heady mix of smells that filled the air.
The stable was a hive of activity, with grooms and stable hands bustling about, tending to the needs of the horses that filled the stalls. The sound of their voices and the clatter of hooves echoed through the open-air structure, a lively backdrop to the scene.
The stalls themselves were well-built and spacious, made of polished wood and reinforced with iron bars. Each one was occupied by a horse, its sleek coat gleaming in the sunlight as it stamped its hooves impatiently, eager to be let out into the open air.
Seraphina led their horses towards an empty stall near the back of the stable, gesturing for Arion to follow her. As they entered, the noise of the city faded away, replaced by the quiet murmur of conversation and the soft rustle of hay.
The stall was cozy and inviting, with fresh straw lining the floor and a bucket of water set against one wall. Seraphina tethered their horses to the sturdy wooden posts that lined the stall, patting them gently on the neck as they nuzzled against her hand.
Arion watched with interest as Seraphina tended to their horses, her movements confident and sure. She seemed to have a natural affinity for the animals, calming them with a gentle touch and soothing words.
Once their horses were settled, Seraphina turned to Arion with a smile. "They'll be well looked after here," she said, her voice soft but assured. "We can rest easy knowing they're in good hands."
Arion nodded, his gaze lingering on their horses for a moment longer before turning to follow Seraphina out of the stable. As they emerged into the bright sunlight, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for heading to the Awakening hall to uncover his elemental affinities.
With that done Seraphina and Arion headed inside the Awakening hall leaving Arion baffled at the scene in front of him.
The interior of the Awakening Hall was a sight to behold, a grand and imposing structure that towered above them with its towering spires and intricate carvings. As Arion and Seraphina entered, they were greeted by the sight of marble columns and sweeping archways, their surfaces polished to a mirror-like sheen.
The air inside was cool and still, a welcome relief from the bustle of the city outside. Soft light filtered through stained glass windows, casting colorful patterns on the polished marble floors below. The sound of chanting and meditation filled the air, creating a serene atmosphere that seemed to permeate every corner of the hall.
In the center of the hall stood a large, circular platform, its surface adorned with intricate runes and symbols. At its center was a glowing orb, pulsing with a soft light that seemed to emanate from within. This was the Awakening Orb, a powerful artifact that read the energy signatures of those who sought to awaken their abilities.
The air inside the hall was alive with the hum of conversation, a vibrant cacophony of voices that filled the space with energy and excitement. Seraphina led Arion through the throng of people, their footsteps echoing on the polished marble floors as they made their way toward the receptionist's desk.
At the desk, a friendly-looking attendant greeted them with a warm smile. "Welcome to the Awakening Hall," she said, her voice cheerful and inviting. "How can I assist you today?"
Seraphina stepped forward, her demeanor calm and confident as she addressed the attendant. "We're here to register my son, Arion, for the awakening ceremony," she explained, her tone polite but firm. "He's ready to begin his journey as an awakened."
The attendant nodded, her smile widening as she pulled up a digital interface on her screen. "Of course, ma'am," she said, her fingers flying across the touchscreen as she entered Arion's information. "Just a moment, and I'll have everything ready for you."
As the attendant worked, Arion glanced around the hall, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling crowd. He couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building within him, knowing that he was about to embark on a journey that would change his life forever.
After a few moments, the attendant finished entering Arion's information and turned back to face them with a satisfied smile. "There you go, all set," she said, handing Seraphina a small digital badge. "This will grant you access to the ceremony hall. Enjoy the ceremony, and congratulations on your awakening, Arion!"
Seraphina thanked the attendant with a gracious nod, her eyes shining with pride as she pinned the badge to Arion's shirt. "Thank you," she said, her voice filled with warmth and gratitude. "We're looking forward to it."
With that, Seraphina led Arion towards the entrance to the ceremony hall, their hearts pounding with excitement.
Arion noticed hundreds of kids waiting in the hall, all seemingly happy and anxious to discover what their elemental affinity was.
Some chatted eagerly amongst themselves, while others sat quietly, their eyes shining with nervous energy. Despite the diversity of their expressions, there was a palpable sense of camaraderie among them, as if they were all bound together by the shared experience of awaiting their awakening.
Among the crowd, Arion spotted a few children accompanied by stern-looking bodyguards, their presence a testament to the importance of the occasion. It was clear that for many of them, this ceremony represented not just a personal milestone, but also a potential opportunity to secure a brighter future for themselves and their families.
For some, it didn't matter, because they could still do any basic elemental spell. The reason for the Awakening Hall was for people to discover their elemental affinities to know what spells and elements to truly focus on because this would make them stronger in the long run.
This also serves as a purpose for the commoner people who awaken rare elements to be hopefully recruited by the Tiered families. For those who possessed rare elemental affinities, the stakes were even higher, as their abilities could elevate them to positions of power and prestige within the kingdom.
Among the children, he especially noticed Two who stuck out like a sore thumb.
The two children stood side by side, their small frames barely reaching up to the height of the receptionist's desk. Despite their youth, they exuded an air of curiosity and innocence, their wide eyes filled with wonder as they gazed up at the bustling activity around them.
The girl, slightly taller than her companion, had a cascade of charcoal grey hair that fell in loose curls around her shoulders. Her skin, a warm shade of brown, glowed in the soft light of the hall, lending her an ethereal beauty that belied her tender age. Her eyes, a striking shade of grey, sparkled with intelligence and mischief, hinting at the spirited nature hidden beneath her demure exterior.
Beside her stood a young boy with a mop of similarly-hued charcoal grey hair, his features mirroring those of his companion with a few subtle differences. His skin, like hers, was kissed by the sun, its rich brown hue complementing the deep grey of his eyes. Despite his smaller stature, there was a quiet strength in his demeanor, a determination that belied his tender years.
Together, the two children made an endearing pair, their contrasting heights and shared features marking them as inseparable companions.
"Excuse me coming through"
Arion heard right before being slightly bumped in the shoulder which seemed to be an accident coming from a kid heading towards the two grey-eyed kids he noticed before, stopping next to them and starting up a conversation.
The young boy stood in the bustling hall of the Awakening Hall, his vibrant red eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and curiosity. His raven-black hair fell in tousled waves around his face, framing his features with an air of untamed energy. Despite his youth, there was a certain maturity in his gaze.
His skin, tanned from hours spent outdoors, bore the faint traces of adventure and exploration. He wore clothes that were both comfortable and practical, allowing him the freedom to move and explore to his heart's content.
Despite his striking appearance, it was the boy's demeanor that truly set him apart.