The days after the Initial Trial blurred together in a haze of quiet reflection. The world outside had carried on, as it always did, but for me, everything felt different. The hum within me, once faint and distant, now pulsed through my body like a living thing, vibrating in my bones. It was as if my trait was taking root, slowly integrating itself with me in ways I couldn't fully understand yet.
I spent most of my time alone, walking the vast training grounds of the estate. The grounds, usually buzzing with the energy of the other children, felt oddly distant now. Leonard, unsurprisingly, was wrapped up in his newfound fame, surrounded by others who marveled at his Titan's Might. I couldn't blame them. It was easy to admire someone like him.
But I didn't resent Leonard. Not anymore. I realized now that my path was my own, and no one else could walk it for me. Leonard's strength didn't change who I was, nor did it define my future. What mattered now was finding the meaning behind my trait—the resonance I felt deep inside me. It was more than just a strange hum. It was my key. But how did it work? What triggered it? And, more importantly, how could I use it?
That evening, as the last golden rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, I found myself standing at the edge of the training field. I had come here countless times before, but tonight was different. Tonight, I wasn't just here to watch or learn. Tonight, I was going to try.
I closed my eyes and reached inward, feeling for the hum. I focused on it, tried to understand it. It wasn't loud or overwhelming. Instead, it was like the faint resonance of a bell, distant yet present. I could feel it vibrating within me, and I wondered if I could connect to it.
As I stood there in the silence, the world seemed to fall away. Everything, from the soft rustle of leaves to the distant chirp of crickets, faded into the background. It was just me and the hum now.
Focus. That was the key, I realized. It wasn't just about my power—it was about my mind. The hum wasn't a random occurrence; it was a reflection of my thoughts, my intentions. The more I focused, the clearer it became. The hum grew stronger, vibrating deeper, as if my very presence was making it stronger.
And then, something happened.
A surge of energy shot through me, sharp and electric. It wasn't painful, but it left me breathless. It was fleeting, like a spark that flickered before fading, but it was there—powerful, alive. I gasped, stepping back as my heart raced. That wasn't what I had expected at all.
I exhaled slowly, trying to steady my breath. It wasn't much, but it was something. It was the first real connection I had felt with my trait, and it made something in me stir—an unfamiliar hope, a sense of possibility.
For the next few days, I tried again and again. Each time, I felt the hum more clearly. Sometimes it was faint, almost undetectable, and other times it surged like a tide, overwhelming me. But with every attempt, I learned something new. The resonance didn't respond to brute force or sheer will. It responded to focus, to intent. The more I concentrated, the more I felt its pull, as if it were waiting for me to tap into it.
I wasn't sure what exactly I was doing, but I could feel the change. My trait wasn't a power that could be measured in physical terms, not like Leonard's strength. It wasn't something that could be easily displayed for others to admire. But there was something inside me—a subtle shift, a growing understanding of how to use it.
My mind had always been my greatest tool, but now, it was my power. My resonance was like an extension of my thoughts, my will. And with enough control, I was beginning to realize it could adapt, it could influence the world around me. Maybe not in the way others thought of power, but it would be mine to shape.
I still didn't know the full extent of it, but I knew one thing for sure—I was just getting started. There was a long road ahead of me, one that I would walk alone, in my own way. And no matter how difficult it became, no matter how much I stumbled along the way, I would forge my own path. One step at a time.
As I stood there, breathing in the quiet night air, a spark of determination flickered inside me. The road was uncertain, but I had already begun to walk it. And I wasn't going to stop until I understood everything about my power—everything about who I was meant to become.
For the first time, I felt like I was finally finding my place in the world and Tommorow is one of the most important day for children of age 14-15 ,there will be banquet where academies come to select suitable children.