Karna was shown walking to his school, as he arrived to his school his school was set in New Delhi, as he looked at the school what was once a normal school had quickly changed after the gates had a arrived, he went to his class room, and seat down, as the teacher came in.
The Teacher walked. Now I will say you should fouces on your studs more and get a job. Some of the students started activated there powers. So I was going to give some job application.
As then they teachee sent the paper flying. But who cares I know all of you want to be Hunter's.
Heating that everyone cheered up and started to use there powers, as everyone was a bit excited before someone slammed his hand on the desk, as Karna moved his head to see who it was it was a dark skin, teen with red hair and golden yellows eyes, he had an aura if fire and almost like he can melt through things, he also lookee like he was bit something else.
The drak sking boy spoke. Shut the fuck up, I am trying to sleep.
No one wanted to say a word to him to scare to speak, but the one to speak was Karna.
Karna looked at the boy no fear in his eyes. Maybe you should wear ear plugs next to e Ashwatthama. As his red eyes meet with Ashwatthama golden eyes.
The atmosphere in the classroom shifted as Karna's calm voice broke the tense silence. The students, previously excited by the teacher's mention of Hunters, fell quiet, all eyes turning to the confrontation. Ashwatthama, the dark-skinned boy with fiery aura and golden eyes, was a known presence in the school. His reputation for a volatile temper and formidable powers made most steer clear of him. But Karna was different; he showed no hesitation, no fear.
Ashwatthama's eyes narrowed, and a slight smirk appeared on his face. "Earplugs, huh?" he muttered, his voice carrying a hint of challenge. He leaned back in his chair, his aura flickering with a hint of heat. "And who are you to tell me what to do, Karna? Last I checked, you weren't exactly the most powerful guy around."
Karna remained composed, unfazed by Ashwatthama's taunt. He knew that engaging in a petty argument wasn't worth it, especially with someone as unpredictable as Ashwatthama. But he also couldn't let the class be disrupted just because someone was in a bad mood. "Power isn't the only thing that matters," Karna replied, his voice steady. "Respecting others and creating a good environment is important too."
The teacher, sensing the rising tension, stepped in. "Alright, that's enough," she said, her voice firm. "This is a classroom, not a battlefield. Everyone, settle down." She glanced at Ashwatthama, who still had a defiant look in his eyes, then at Karna, who remained calm and composed. "Let's focus on today's lesson. As much as becoming a Hunter might be your dream, remember that your education is just as important."
Reluctantly, the students calmed down and returned to their seats. Ashwatthama shot Karna a lingering glare before leaning back and closing his eyes, seemingly uninterested in the class. Karna, on the other hand, listened attentively, his mind already racing with thoughts about the Gates, Hunters, and the world they lived in.
As the lesson progressed, the teacher explained more about the current state of the world. The Gates were mysterious portals that appeared randomly across the globe, leading to otherworldly realms filled with monsters. These creatures posed a significant threat, and thus, the need for Hunters arose. Hunters were individuals with special abilities, who ventured into these Gates to subdue the monsters and collect valuable resources. The different ranks—Bronze, Silver, Gold, Diamond, and Platinum—indicated the strength and skill level of each Hunter, with Platinum being the most elite.
Karna absorbed this information, connecting it with his research from the previous night. He wondered what kind of powers he might possess in this life, and how he could use them to become a Hunter. The idea of exploring these mysterious realms, fighting monsters, and discovering new worlds intrigued him. It was a chance to prove himself, to show that he was more than just a reincarnation of a hero from the past.
After class, as the students filed out, Ashwatthama caught up with Karna. The fiery aura around him seemed to simmer, but his eyes still held a challenge. "You think you're better than me because you talk about respect and stuff?" he asked, his tone laced with sarcasm.
Karna met his gaze calmly. "It's not about being better," he replied. "It's about understanding that we're all in this together. We have to face the challenges of this world as a team, not as enemies."
Ashwatthama studied Karna for a moment, then scoffed. "Whatever," he muttered, walking away. "We'll see how long you can keep that attitude."
Karna watched him go, a thoughtful expression on his face. He knew that Ashwatthama was a complicated individual, and there was more to him than just his rough exterior. Perhaps, in time, they could understand each other better. For now, Karna's focus was on becoming a Hunter and exploring the Gates.
As he left the school and headed home, Karna felt a sense of anticipation building within him. The world was vast and filled with mysteries, and he was ready to uncover them. With his unique perspective as a reincarnated hero and the skills he possessed, he was determined to make a difference. The journey ahead was uncertain, but Karna welcomed it with open arms.
The teacher then spoke as she looked at the teacher. As you know 10 years ago, gates came to our world, which gave people ability which we call powers, these were basic and Mondaine, but some where do strong that people used them to fight the gates, we call them hunter.
Karna nodded his head as he just looked at the teacher. Yeah, it really something.
The teacher then continues. Do this Hunters became the most shouted out Job, as many people wanted to become hunters. The teacher cleared her throat. Anyway this was your homework can some tell the names of the m
elemental powers and what is the age that someone is allowed to join the hunter.
One of the students answer. The Elemental power, are power everyone has each person can have one or multiple, they are Sun, Moon, Star, Gravity, Light and Dark, as for the ages it is 16 at the earliest
The teacher nodded, satisfied with the student's response. "That's correct," she confirmed, her voice carrying a tone of approval. "Everyone with powers has an elemental affinity, and these can range from the more common elements like Light and Dark to the rarer and more powerful ones like Sun, Moon, Star, and Gravity. Each person has the potential to control one or multiple elements, depending on their inherent abilities and training."
Karna listened intently, absorbing the information. It seemed the world had changed significantly since his previous life, and the existence of these elemental powers fascinated him. He wondered what his own powers might be and how they could manifest. Given his connection to the sun god, Surya, in his past life, he speculated that he might have an affinity for the Sun element, but only time would tell.
The teacher continued, "As for becoming a Hunter, the legal age is set at 16. This is when individuals are considered mature enough to handle the responsibilities and dangers associated with entering the Gates. It's a rigorous process, and not everyone who aspires to become a Hunter succeeds. It requires not only strength and skill but also a certain level of maturity and understanding of the risks involved."
She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in. "Being a Hunter is not just about fame and fortune. It's a dangerous job that requires dedication and a willingness to face the unknown. You will be protecting not only yourselves but also society from the threats that emerge from these Gates."
The class remained quiet, the excitement from earlier subdued by the reality of the teacher's words. Many students dreamt of becoming Hunters, but the risks and responsibilities were not to be taken lightly. Karna, however, felt a sense of determination growing within him. He had been a warrior in his past life, fighting in the great battles of the Mahabharata. The idea of protecting people and exploring these mysterious Gates resonated with his sense of duty and honor.
As the class continued, the teacher went over more details about the various powers and the structure of the Hunter organization. She explained that while most people had basic powers, Hunters were often those who had more potent or unique abilities, making them suitable for combating the creatures within the Gates. The ranking system for Hunters helped categorize them based on their skills and experience, with Platinum Hunters being the elite few capable of handling the most dangerous Gates.
After the lecture, the teacher assigned some reading material and dismissed the class. As Karna gathered his things, he couldn't help but feel a growing excitement about the future. The idea of becoming a Hunter and exploring the Gates was thrilling, but it also came with a sense of responsibility. He knew that if he pursued this path, he would need to train hard and understand his powers fully.
The teacher then moved her eyes. So let's talk about the Hunter, who wants to go how about you Ashwatthama.
Ashwatthama, who had been leaning back in his chair with a bored expression, raised an eyebrow as the teacher called on him. He straightened up slightly, a hint of annoyance flickering across his face, but he obliged.
"Sure, why not," he muttered, crossing his arms. His voice was deep and had a certain roughness to it, matching his fiery appearance. "Hunters, huh? Well, they're the ones who go into the Gates, deal with monsters, and bring back loot. Pretty straightforward job if you've got the guts and the power for it."
He glanced around the room, as if challenging anyone to disagree. "They're ranked from Bronze to Platinum, based on how strong they are and how well they can handle different Gates. Most people don't make it past Bronze, though. You need more than just flashy powers; you need skill and experience."
Ashwatthama's gaze turned towards the teacher, his expression still one of mild disdain. "And then there's the part where Hunters are basically celebrities. They get fame, money, and all that, but they also have to deal with the constant threat of getting killed by some monster or other Hunters. It's a dangerous gig, but it can pay off big if you're good at it."
The teacher nodded, satisfied with his summary. "Thank you, Ashwatthama. You've touched on some important points. Being a Hunter isn't just about the adventure or the rewards; it's also about the risks and responsibilities. It's a career that requires a strong mindset and a readiness to face life-threatening situations."
She turned her attention to the rest of the class. "Becoming a Hunter isn't for everyone. It's a path that requires not only strength and skill but also courage and a sense of duty. You must be prepared to make sacrifices and face challenges that most people can't even imagine."
Karna observed Ashwatthama's response closely. He sensed a complex personality beneath the surface—a mix of confidence, defiance, and perhaps a touch of bitterness. It intrigued Karna, especially considering his own past life experiences and the weight of his memories. He wondered if Ashwatthama, like himself, was hiding more than he let on.
As the class continued discussing the topic, students shared their thoughts and dreams about becoming Hunters. Some spoke of their desire for adventure and fame, while others were interested in the idea of protecting people and making a difference. The teacher encouraged these discussions, emphasizing the importance of understanding what it truly meant to become a Hunter.
After class, as the students began to leave, Karna caught up with Ashwatthama in the hallway. He was curious about the other boy's perspective and wanted to see if there was more to him than met the eye.
"Hey, Ashwatthama," Karna called out, walking beside him. "You seem to know a lot about Hunters. Are you planning to become one?"
Ashwatthama glanced at Karna, a smirk playing on his lips. "Maybe. Maybe not. Depends on my mood," he replied nonchalantly. "Why, you planning on joining the circus too?"
Karna chuckled at the metaphor. "Something like that. I've always been interested in protecting others. And with these Gates and monsters, it seems like there's a lot that needs protecting."
Ashwatthama gave him a scrutinizing look, as if trying to gauge his sincerity. "You know it's not all heroic deeds and glory, right? It's a brutal job. People die, even the best ones."
Karna nodded, his expression serious. "I understand that. But I also know that sometimes, someone has to step up, even if it's dangerous."
The two walked in silence for a moment, each lost in their thoughts. Karna felt a strange connection to Ashwatthama, as if their paths were somehow intertwined, not just in this life but perhaps in another. It was a fleeting feeling, but one he couldn't shake.
As they reached the school gates, Ashwatthama stopped and turned to Karna. "You know, you're a weird one. Most people are either scared or eager about becoming Hunters. You seem... different."
Karna smiled faintly. "I've seen a lot in my life, I guess. Maybe I'm just looking for something that feels right."
Ashwatthama shrugged. "Well, whatever. Just don't get yourself killed trying to play hero." With that, he walked off, leaving Karna to ponder his words.
Karna watched him go, a thoughtful expression on his face. The world was full of mysteries, and with the emergence of Gates and Hunters, it seemed like there were more questions than answers. But one thing was clear: Karna was determined to find his place in this new era, to uncover the truth behind these Gates, and to protect those who couldn't protect themselves.
With a deep breath, he turned and headed home, ready to continue his training and prepare for the challenges ahead.
To be continued
Hope people like this Ch and give me power stones and make this story popular, I hope I can make this into a webcomic