Chapter Two

On top of a certain skyscraper, undetected by human cameras and satellite, stood a certain man in black sleeves and trousers. He had blue hair, which danced in the direction of the wind. He stood straight with his hands in his pocket, while facing the east. If one were to follow the trail of his gaze, he'd see another skyscraper, standing tall kilometers away. This skyscraper was blue throughout and at it's apex, about seventy two storeys, one could see the bold inscription, "TOTAL BLUE CORPORATION".

As the man stood on top of the building, he suddenly spoke into a device,

"Preparations are ready, I'm moving in"

He smiled relaxedly and jumped off the building, then began to hop on the top of the skyscraper, doing all these with his hands in his pocket.

In the forest,.....

We were all of a sudden in a forest- a forest island. As far as I could see, I realized it wasn't the whole school population which was here, probably one fourth of it. They were probably training elsewhere.

Suddenly, along the perimeter of the island, a barrier began to form. It was a yellow ethereal barrier, and it formed from the ground to the skies, enclosing us completely. A teacher stepped out and began to spell out the rules to us. He was called Donnarunma, and he started his explanation.

"Okay students, like you know, you'd be participating in this training game. A bunch of scouts discovered this island to be a den of blood beasts. We've checked the area and ascertained that it is conducive for the training. We're going to be here for a week and half-ten days in all.

Remember, if you find a friend in crisis, do not hesitate to give assistance. Also, keep a coolhead when venturing into battle and don't abuse your power at all. Your safety is your first priority. The teachers would also offer the necessary assistance when required."

We nodded when he was done, the training began immediately after. We could already perceive some eyes locking on us deep within the bushes. Suddenly, without warning, the blood beasts began to pounce on us. Most were in wolf form. They were apparently dimension two wolves.

I began to walk into the forest and covered some distance when one of those beasts caught up to me. Two others joined it. They bare their fangs at me and their claws glinted in the sun. Then, as if on a cue, they all jumped at me.

"Please, I mean no harm...", I was saying but they weren't listening, so either they didn't understand English or they just didn't care, which was complete disrespect to me.

'These impudent bastards...', I thought annoyedly..

They kept charging at me. Unfortunately, I really didn't feel like playing. I raised a finger at them.

"Wind dance!!!!", I said firmly.

Suddenly, the wind began to slash all three of the blood beasts, and in about a second, they were all on the ground, lying in a bloody pulp. I continued walking nonchalantly, quite impressed with my ability.

I am wind power-user and like I said earlier, I'm dimension three. I'm really no genius. I looked on and saw other people were also killing their opponents with equal ease.

"Lord of rings!!", someone said.

Immediately, about seven blood beasts were caught in some rings. The rings began to get smaller and squeezed the beasts to death. The ring guy patted the dust off his shirt and kept moving. He was called Brad, and he was one of the affluent kids. He was considered a genius. He had a poker expression as he left....

Another student took out a gun from his sidestrap. He then pointed it at about eight different blood beasts.

"Terrible torpedo", he said, after which he pulled the trigger. The bullet sailed through the air and impaled each of the beasts, one after the other, rendering them lifeless. He sighed in boredom and left. His name is Tielemans, and he was another one of those geniuses...

"Rupture!!", another student shouted, and almost immediately the beasts around began to explode into blood and gore.The ground was stained red with the blood of the beasts, generating a foul smell.

Another guy called Smoker shrouded the area in smoke, choking the blood beasts to death. It was quite the simple task, and in a short while, we had disposed of the dimension two blood beasts.

We were proceeding when another beast came out, and it possessed a different aura than the former beasts. It was baboon-like. It's thick black fur added to its grisly look. It's sinister yellow eyes contained thick murderous intent as it stared at us. By now, most of us had spread across, so there were about twelve of us facing this beast. It clapped it's paws, it's stare unchanged.

Then, in the next second, it appeared in front of me and let out a very powerful punch to my stomach. I was pushed quite a good distance and crashed on a boulder. I landed on the floor, weak and injured.

I managed to force a look up and to my dismay, I realised I was among the snobbish affluent kids.So instead of trying to lend a hand, they were passing sarcastic comments.

"Serves the commoner right. He's finally going to be put in his place", one of them said.

"Yes, a worm would always remain a worm", another affluent guy said.

"The chicken has no place in the wild. Trying it is just mere suicidal".

"Knowing your place as trash is not weakness, it's wisdom"

They kept on like this, forgetting that they were facing the same opponent. The baboon jumped at a noble guy and used its tail to lash him away.

"How dare y.....", he couldn't even finish cussing as he felt the impact of the tail on his face. It was like he was violently slapped with a cement bag on his cheeks. As the son of a very influential person, he had lived a life full of enjoyment. He was surrounded by bootlickers and brown-nosers. He hardly ever got striked. Now.....he was taking the slap of a lifetime. More than the pain he felt, the shame was too much for him. He fell on the floor and coughed blood. He wanted to cry blood...

"Jack!!", shouted one of the nobles. When he got no response from his friend, he got angry.

"You!!", the same guy shouted at the baboon, as flames began to form on his arms. Immediately, he shot a fireball at the baboon. It was a dimension three flame, and it was blazing hot. The guy had used all of his energy in that attack.

"Go to hell", he said, for he was sure victory was certain. Suddenly, the baboon caught him by the neck and threw him straight towards his own flames.

"NOOOOO!!!", the guy shouted as he was getting closer and closer to the fireball. His own fireball.

"Stoooooppppp!!!", he begged," Help meee please!!! ", but there was no vindication for him, and he fell into his own attack. Completely scorched and deformed, he lay crumpled on the ground.

"Grealish!!!!", muttered a noble girl as she saw her destroyed friend. But the remnants of the nobles were indifferent. Jack, Grealish and the girl were friends. Her name was Fodena. She knew fighting was pointless and she was stuck to her stupor. She stared at the baboon in pure horror.