Ayanokoji pov:
I woke up to see the familiar white walls that made my prison. I was Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, the sole survivor of the white room's devil curriculum. The hardest curriculum ever present in the white room.Not even the bones remained of the other children who once sat next to me. Some perished, some went insane and some even killed themselves to escape the confines of the white world. It picked my curiosity when some started ending their lives. To me it made no sense, why would you kill yourself it you had not failed if you could still stand why would you decide to fall. But even if was puzzled by their action, it did not matter to me. As long as I remain the victor no one could stop. As long as I win, nothing else mattered. The training that I received everyday never stopped with no end in sight, not that it mattered anyways.
This all changed on one faithful day, like most days I would wake up and start my theoretical exams and continue with my practical exams in the afternoon. I was the greatest mystery in the white room's existence, I adapted to anything that came in my way causing me to learn nearly everything there is on this planet, yet there was still one thing that I didn't know, that I couldn't know and it was about myself. The weapon I was supposed to wield and the gift I had, at first the instructors thought I had the gift of a weapon master. But those assumptions were quickly thrown out of the window by the fact that I adapted myself to understand the weapon and then used it perfectly after a couple of tries. While someone with such a gift, could at birth, master all weapons like they've been practicing for decades.
I was in one of the many tests where I was using a certain weapon to see if I had any affinity with it unlike the other ones.
"Throw it on the wall while coating it with your magic" ordered that man.
Though another mystery that they where currently trying to solve was the situation surrounding my magic. It was completely unique after all most people used mana that had a certain an affinity to what people would call elements such as fire, water, wind, earth and even light and darkness and these elements would be one of the many things that let someone gain an advantage in a fight. But I was different, my mana itself and my magic power were both tied to my blood. My blood was my own mana attribute while my magic power was the amount of blood I could use without killing myself. Despite all the research done by the instructors they haven't discovered a similar case to mine in all of history. Apparently I wasn't always like this originally my attribute was water but after a couple of days the attribute and the mana itself began to change to adapt itself to my body. And one thing led to other and now my mana was my blood and even that was different. After using many artifacts on me they finally discovered the reason. The reason as to why my blood was white and gold. The artifact revealed that my mana(blood) represented the true me.
A blank slate that only knew how to win.
The rings currently sitting in my hand were called chakra. I was going to throw one of them toward the wall as that man had ordered when I heard a loud explosion coming behind me.
"What the fuck"one of the instructor shouted while running towards the direction of the explosion.
That was the last words said from his mouth as he soon collapsed in front of me with a massive hole through his chest.
My mind went to overdrive as I saw the sight before me, the only conclusion to all of this would be the fact that my father had made an enemy that had discovered this place.I was having an internal turmoil, after all I didn't know if these people were going to use me or if they were people with morals with the hope of setting the children in the white room free. If that is the case I wonder how they will react when they find the dust that is the remains of any other child that was born in this place.
But none of that mattered, nothing else mattered as long as I remain victorious nothing could ever harm me.
As soon as I saw the Japanese flag on the armor of invaders I realised that my best course of action would probably be to help these soldiers.
After all, even if they were going to use me as a tool.
This place has become quite boring
But that didn't mean I was going to become a pawn for them if I could help it.I snuck behind one of the men that seemed to be giving the orders to this group.All while making sure that I wasn't notices by anyone in the risk of being shot on the spot.
"It seems that you people need a bit of help." I spoke finally revealing my position behind the commander.
"What the...?"the man yelled as he turned around pointing a gigantic a sword at me.
This man had probably many questions on who I was but by the aura of strength and wisdom that he was emitting I knew that he was in a predicament.
Option 1: kill or incapacitate me and have a near hundred percent chance of dying in this battle against the all the researchers.
Option 2: Put his trust in me and risk dying but also at the same time have a better chance at winning this battle.
This man seemed to know his own limits and I sensed that he understood that his only option was to trust me and leave the entire squads life in my hands.
"Fine, but in the situation where I have to risk the life of anyone for the survival of my team, you won't be spared." He told trying to see if I would back down after hearing his statement.
"I know of the many questions that cloud your mind, as long as you all do not interfere with my freedom and do attempt to harm me I can answer those I deem reasonable" I said aware that he knew he didn't have time for an interrogation in this dire situation.
At the same time, I started preparing myself for battle. My scars on my arms opened as blood trickled down my forearms. The blood hovered around me and was forming a barrier to protect me from any attack that I might not be able to evade. The aura around me grew as i started to prepare myself for a huge attack.
The commander looked at me with a sense of pure amazement and slight fear since he sensed that I was already stronger than him at the age 15 while he seemed to be in his
50's.
"Just someone who wishes to be the absolute strongest." I replied honestly while looking at my target who seemed to be the instructor that specialized in fire magic.
As I kicked off the broken tiles, I leaped at the instructors at such a speed that were unnatural even for the elite of society.
As I was in the middle of my jump when I decided to use a spear that I found laying near one of the many body's. I threw it with inhuman strength all while my blood was wrapping around the spear.
It flew like an arrow as it soon pierced the flame magicians shoulder as he screens echoed threw the ruins of the white room.
The instructor, a swordsman, who I arrived in front off seemed in shock that I would decide to help these people, despite my nature.
Not even giving him the chance to blink, I severed his body into two, I gave the others no time to react to what they just saw as I immediately stabbed my chakra into both of the now separated corps to put him on display as everyone present watched as I covered in blood used the corpse as a shield to the incoming attacks.
My body tensed and I immediately dislodged my weapons from the corpse to place one on top and behind me as I instantly heard the sound of metal clashing. It seemed as though my gut was right as the sole instructor who tried to surprise me by not only attack from behind but also from above. This was confirmed by the fact that for the first time ever he wielded 2 weapons in front of me.
Even though the person in front of me was probably my biggest threat he wasn't the person who was at the top of my priorities.
I ran straight at him both of my chakrams now red from the last person who now rested on the floor in multiple segments. I summoned most of my blood in my right first as I fainted a strike at his head and punched him in the solar plexus.he blocked it with his left hand at the same time as going for a kick towards the side of my head. Barely managing to bend under the foot I kicked his legs from underneath and while he was falling I punched him square in the chest. He flew through to one of the fallen pillars that he created an impact where he landed. He remained as conscious as I approached him all the while he looked at me with eyes filled with fear.
Even though I could have killed so easily I decided to spare him after all i had to kill someone else to complete my task.
I immediately jumped in the air to avoid multiple icicles that would have been fatal. I dropped one of my weapons while also coating it with a layer of my mana. As the enemy launched their next attack, I used the chakram as jump pad and catapulted to their healer.
She had dark hair and seemed to be the least threatening out of them all. Evident from the bump on her belly. She seemed to be pregnant with a child. That was none of my concern as I cut both her neck and her stomach in an instant killing both her and her unborn child.
As I turned away from the remain of my massacre to the healer, my body immediately sensed a huge amount of danger coming my way. The instructor who I had my eyes on from the start seemed to be about to unleash a catastrophic level of an attack. Despite the injury he suffered it seemed he no longer paid it any attention. The pure terror a of everyone around me served as a testimony of the strength of this attack.
As he launched, what seemed to be a miniature meteor which would have terrified anyone at my place I knew one thing.
Everything was going according to plan