The day of the grand banquet arrived, a day that would forever change the course of Tyler's life. As he prepared, a sense of anticipation mixed with trepidation filled his heart. He had spent the preceding days immersed in his daily quests, honing his skills and strengthening his body.
The transformation was evident. His physique, once lean and athletic, had become more muscular and imposing.
Dressed in a tailored suit, his hair neatly trimmed, Tyler exuded an air of confidence and authority.
As he stepped through the grand entrance of the banquet hall, a hush fell over the crowd. The once bustling room fell silent, every eye fixed on the enigmatic figure. A murmur rippled through the crowd as they recognized the young man who had vanished two years ago.
Tyler, unfazed by the attention, strode across the room with a purposeful gait. His presence commanded respect, his every move deliberate and intentional. With a voice that carried across the room, he announced his return. He revealed that he had spent the past two years within the void realms, a dangerous and mysterious place. He had ventured into an E-rank dungeon, a feat that few had accomplished, and emerged victorious.
A hush fell over the crowd once more. His words were a bold proclamation, a challenge to the young heirs of the four great tyrants. He dared them to step forward, to test their strength against his. The room buzzed with anticipation, the air thick with tension.
The heirs of the three other tyrants, young and arrogant, exchanged glances. Each one, in their own way, was a prodigy, a rising star in their respective fields. Yet, none of them could match the aura of power and confidence that radiated from Tyler.
One by one, they stepped forward, each eager to prove their worth. The first, a skilled swordsman, attacked with a flurry of strikes his name is Leonard Vice. Tyler, however, remained unfazed, deflecting each blow with ease. With a swift counterattack, he disarmed his opponent, leaving him stunned and defeated.
The second challenger Eva Monroe, a powerful mage, unleashed a barrage of spells, each more destructive than the last. But Tyler, with his newfound abilities, effortlessly absorbed the incoming magic, redirecting it back at the caster. The mage, overwhelmed by the sheer force of the counterattack, was forced to retreat.
The final challenger, a nimble acrobat, relied on speed and agility to overwhelm his opponents his name is William wolfkin. However, Tyler's enhanced senses allowed him to anticipate every move, every feint, every deception. With a single, well-timed strike, he brought the fight to an abrupt end.
The banquet hall was silent, the crowd stunned by the sheer dominance of Tyler's performance. The heirs of the great tyrants, humbled and defeated, could only look on in awe. Tyler, the once ordinary young man, had returned a legend.
He then declared that his family is and would always be the fifth tyrant of the world for he is back so no one is taking the title away from them.
Tyler's declaration sent ripples through the room. The once hushed silence was replaced by murmurs of disbelief and awe. The heirs of the four great tyrants, their initial arrogance now replaced by a sense of unease, exchanged nervous glances.
"And I," Tyler continued, his voice echoing through the hall, "intend to enroll in the Hero's Academy. Not to become a hero, mind you, but to further hone my skills and prepare for the challenges that lie ahead."
His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning. The crowd, sensing the undercurrent of power and ambition, fell silent once more. It was clear that Tyler was not just a young man who had returned from the brink of death; he was a force to be reckoned with.
⟨[Congratulations for acquiring a new skill Mr Dearing: Heartless Mind (allows you to keep a calmed mind under serious stress and bottle up your emotions)]⟩.
As the banquet drew to a close, Tyler found himself alone, lost in thought. The weight of his newfound responsibilities was heavy upon him. He had returned not just as a survivor, but as a potential ruler, a guardian of a world teetering on the brink of chaos.
The future held countless possibilities, both exciting and terrifying. He would need to navigate a treacherous path, one filled with both allies and enemies. The world was changing, and he was at the center of it all.
As he left the banquet hall, a sense of purpose filled him. He knew that his journey had just begun. The challenges that lay ahead would test him to his limits, but he was ready. He was ready to embrace his destiny, no matter how dark and perilous it may be.
He had finally remembered the word he said before his demise in his past life.
I would want to be known as strong. Someone who stands up, and says something. I would want my effort to show through in the things Ive done, though now I hide that. I would wish to be remembered as ambitious and hungry for more. Ive always wanted to be someone of power, and I would want my strong desire for that to be known. You have no power over what your legacy is, or who remembers you, or who tells what youve done, but power over yourself is one of the few things you can controle. I take power over myself and, I hold myself to difficult standards to asure my power. If I were to die tomorrow I would hope that people finally understood my motives and my desires, that people would understand my thoughts and my discoveries. My legacy should reflect on everything Im proud of, but nothing more. I want to recive the things that I deserve, nothing more and nothing less.If I die tomorrow I hope that there is something to show my soul and the person Ive been trying to hide all my life. I dont need a legacy, but I do need recognition. This is who I would want to be known as.
This memory made him laugh like a crazed demon and he was happy to be able to achieve his last words he would open the system to it's max purpose and would make sure he bring this new world back to its prime.
Meanwhile at NASA base.
Sir the fifth tyrants are not stepping down their son survived and we would have to slow down on the unleashing and kidnapping process for Holmes is now monitoring our movements once again instead of him to be mentally broken.
*"BAM"*
"How could he survive his demise was meant to weaken the family mind his daughter is powerful but gullible and he would have been mentally broken to involve his self in the world matters everything was going according to plan how did this happen?".
"Leave my office now and make sure you make their life a living hell for we need to release the new batch of Wights into earth it's for the greater good of the world".