A boy could be seen panting, his torso laid bared portraying his well defined toned body. His body tan a little, his black long hair tied into a messy bun leaving the haul of it hanging by his shoulder, , his black eyes shone with craftiness and determination that can never waver. He suddenly take a stumble step like he's about to loose his footing but if one notice you will see that his steps follow a step of irregular pattern. He narrowly Dodge a fast moving projectile but ended up falling into a planned pit."That is not right enough" a voice scolded the youth who frown his face in displeasure.
This youth is obviously Adriwd, it has been a year since he came here, he had learn many thing and had transform into a fine young youth of seventeen years. He get to know that he isn't in his hometown,to say the bitter truth he's in another continent called ' LYPORIAN Continent '. They also practice soulline but it isn't called so here and there grading system start from ' the soldier rank to commander rank, veteran, monarch and so on. His master never disclose the rank above the Monarch saying it's meaningless. He estimate to be in either the middle or peak rank of the commander's level.
In these continent, everyone talented person has a soulline but in these place it's called Ascension spirit. But his master had told him that he doesn't have that's why he could practice his art and more so why he was picked as a disciple. Every ascension spirit comes in two form like his master said,either in weapon form or element form.
Shockingly enough he had never met his master,"The real training is about to begin ". His master's voice this time was no longer crafty, or playful. It was serious and had a tinge of devilish charm in it. Adriwd nod his head solemnly as he stood up getting ready for his new training.