Avon and Klaus were transported into a dark room. Tensing up, Klaus was wondering where that had traveled to.
Taken out of his thoughts, he heard the sound of footsteps in front of them.
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A robed man appeared in front of Avon.
"Is this the child?" the robed man asked.
"Yes... sir, there's also another candidate for you after this one, we just have to go fetch him" Avon replied.
The robed man sighed.
"Let's get on with it"
In the darkly lit room, Klaus could sense the robed man was powerful. S Class, no maybe even more so. Something as powerful as him, Klaus could only stare and wonder how long it would take to even reach that sort of level.
"Boy, you'll do well to listen"
Klaus out of his stupor gazed towards the robed man.
"Yes?"
"When I start the test- look upon the vortex and tell me what you see. Tell me everything. When I tell you to stop looking, immediately avert your gaze."
He then lifted his arm from his underneath his robe and opened his right hand. A ring could be seen on his middle fine sporting a black gem.
Dark as night, set in a metal encasing. It looked...regal. Radiating a strong mana current. It was definitely ominous.
"Prepare yourself." The robed man grunted as he exerted his mana onto the ring. Pulses of mana could be felt around the entire room, the sounds of energy crackled into existence.
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A Crack...no a portal... the very space in front of Klaus distorted, a wormhole of dark space showed itself.
Klaus stared into the void...
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WHISPERS...
Klaus was paralyzed with fear.
Something in that abyss called to him, beckoned him to look deeper. More.
What mana...the power diluted his mind, slipping away from consciousness. His fear subsided, something beyond the scope of imagination was yearning for him.
A figment of his imagination showed him how powerful he could be.
Facing Monsters & Demons, uniting tribes and races.
Power one could only fathom.
It was there.. in that void. That nothingness.
Just reach it Klaus!
All those skills unheard of.
Your mother, how happy would she be. The Von Holden family would be proud.
Everyone will respect you.
Become a Hero Klaus.
Take this power.
NOW!
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"STOP IT"
Klaus was still in his dream. He's not responding...
The hood of the robed man fell.
Ardun Stormholden, right now, was trying to close the void. The Schism was trying to take the boy. Dark blue energy wrapping itself around the young child.
"F*ck" Arden grunted, sweat now dripping down his forehead. The mana consumption was too much. It was draining him and now trying to drain the boy.
"Avon! Transfer your mana to the boy!"
Avon, who stood in the corner of the room, stepped forward- she reached her arms out, placing her placing her palms on Klaus' back; steadily infusing mana into Klaus.
Ardun gritted his teeth.
Slowly, he moved the mana from the ring back into himself, not noticing black veins wriggling down his arms through his veins, black energy started to make it to his mana heart- circulating it around his body.
The Schism was closing itself down- the Void, couldn't reach Klaus in time.
The boy was lucky.
Ardun rushed to the boy.
"Tell me. Tell me what you saw"
Klaus broken out of his dream state, now looking a middle aged man with bright blue eyes in confusion.
"They said I can be a Hero...."