Chapter 3; Into the Asylum

"In the sky toward the brightest star.

You will find the place where the compass that never points north takes you to the darkest sky. In a desolate land where her cries echo and every ache she feels will destroy their very last Hope. Only the book of evermore will light the beautiful sky that once lost its light."

That is what is written in the porno magazine and right now, he knew that it is something that is not meant for him to see, he don't know but he could feel it, something that is called intuition.

Sigh*.

Sigh*.

Sigh*.

Three consecutive sighs were released in the boy's mouth, his eyes twitched nonstop, and he analyzed the items that he looted.

He placed the ring in one of his left fingers fiddled it a couple of times, and released all the items in the ring in one thought. There are a couple of potions, ranging from 12 healing potions, 8 stamina potions, 7 mana potions and 4 enhancement potions, but the thing is all of them are in peak grade something that even the wealthiest person in the city can't buy. Then there's a frost-fire-wood flower, a skill book, 10 vials of ambrosia, a black longsword(excluded), a katana, and a chain. Aside from that, there's a hundred thousand zeli paper. Enough to feed him for years, and a paper.

He looks at the paper.

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To the person who received this, this paper isn't valuable enough to you if you don't have the ability to protect yourself from the hunter who would come for you. Be a good person and give this someone who's far worthy of such treasure.

If you realize that you have the ability to back up your strength and grow on par with monsters then we would gladly welcome you to the Sylavantia Monzell Academy.

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#DashRandom010

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"Hmmmm…." He started humming while thinking for a minute.

The DashRandom signified that it was not recorded and anyone who wielded this letter would be able to enter the school even though this paper was not meant for them.

"Suspicious" His breath heaved as trails his looked at the sentence that was written on the paper.

'Is this all that it's into it?'

'Were there any things involved in it?'

A boy devoid of any education and hungry for knowledge will surely do his best to enter the academy and for someone like him. It is the very perfect opportunity, all he needs to do is awaken and not stand out.

A human can't awaken their mana, not until they enter the asylum and become a traveler, but to become a traveler one must manifest the sigil of their soul.

And right now he doesn't manifest his sigil, not yet. But he doesn't care for he can still wait until tomorrow to find out if he is meant to be a traveler or not, but he knew that he would become one. He doesn't understand how. He just knew it something that humans called intuition, instinct, or gut feeling.

The Boy closed his eyes and took a couple of breaths before opening them. He started organizing his things and walked toward his bed, then lay down, and closed his eyes falling asleep the very moment he closed his eyes.

The boy even forgot his hunger, the only thing on his mind before sleeping is the thought of how he will proceed, whether he will be able to enter the academy or he will pursue his own path.

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20 hours have passed since the boy fell asleep, what he didn't know was that a commotion has been happening above and it's not just normal commotion because a Pseudo Ascend is involved, though even if he knows he couldn't care less about that because he knows that it is inevitable.

Inside a spacious room, a man was staring at the files, after a few minutes of inspection of the "report" he stood up and looked at his secretary.

"I want every Traveler with Scouting ability, to track the man who killed the youngest. Whatever.It.Takes." His word carries an authority that makes those who hear it follow his word, in another term his words are undeniable and a must.

His secretary nodded and walked out, he stared at the woman before standing up. He stared at the window of his office and looked down. There he saw the Federation's Specialist, the Federation's Tracker Team, and the Federation's Assault Team. They started moving at a disgusting speed that surpassed most travelers.

He too, without further ado, teleported to where the body was. There he saw a couple of F.S. and F.T.; he descended down, and those who were investigating bowed down at him.

"""All Hail, General Autlas"""

The reverence and awe of that voice welcome the general as the eyes of his people twinkle, proving the respect they have for the general.

The man, General Leonel Gord Vie Autlas Nodded at them, as a sign of acknowledgement.

"Have you found clues, of whoever did this?" He asked the people investigating without looking at the people around him. He starts walking toward the body, he narrows his eyes 'A devastating attack… catorid arteries has been plucked out… horizontal strikes that devastate the pipeline of esophagus… The trachea has been pulled out… and a skewered wound in his chest, indicating the stabbed with a weapon, a longsword, maybe' he thought as he looked at the body, it isn't something that is mutilated or something, but the way it was killed somehow riled his fiber.

"Yes sir, according to one of the beggars, He saw a wolf tattoo on the hood of the killer."

The man who is seemingly in charge of the investigation said. "But we still haven't confirmed if it is really true because there are a few items that are missing on the body."

"I see." that is his only response to the man seemingly not caring. "Continue investing, I want you all to investigate every part of the alley, even the sewer. Report to me immediately if you found something." But deep in his eyes, an undeniable anger that is being suppressed is rising.

An undeniable surge of concern surfaced upon him, the people who had done this weren't just some thugs but more than that. The fact that the wolf tattoo has emerged again means only one thing.

Chaos would follow soon.

He said that and started walking away before he felt a fluctuation around the area, it was but a mere second but he felt it. "It seems that someone has been blessed to be a traveler today" the general muttered before leaving the area his eyes still carried anger but it stopped rising anymore.

On the other hand….

The boy stares at the sigil on his back, A sigil appears in every part of the body and in his case, it is in the back.

He closed his eyes and thought to enter the asylum. He then opens his eyes and what greets him is a small portal. Without further ado, he entered, mainly because every item at his disposal was in the storage ring.

What greeted him wasn't something that he expected or wanted. And the moment his eyes land on the desolate terrain, he knew that his future is fuck up.

Even so, with a classic cliche, he encourages himself that there's always a chance as long as he's breathing and alive. He looked at the surroundings, The place was littered with bones and dead monsters, A fight between a Titanium Lizard and a Fire Tarantula was happening not very far from him. The land is devoid of any life, no tree, no wildgrass and so forth that one could see in a plain normal environment.

He looked back and there he saw a gigantic Skull, knowing that it was much safer inside, he started trekking his way inside while cautiously observing the surroundings. He took out the black longsword and expected a monster inside but there was none which made him sigh in relief.

'Status' he Thought.

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{Status}

Name: [Mordret/Vanitas Ofokoshima]

Race: Human?

Traveler Level: 0

Strength: (.25)

Agility: (.25)

Intelligent: 12

Endurance: (.50)

Vitality: 25 (Suppressed)

Stamina: (.50)

Mana Capacity; (1)

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Mana Quality: Clarity

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Abilities: [Diaphanous],[Helmut]

Skills: [Line of Perception]

Bloodline:???[Unawakened]

Physique:???[Unawakened]

Traits: [Misfortune's Love], (He who carries the love of curse is always hunted by the stronger and deadlier monsters), [Fateless] (A Variable that must be eliminated), [The last of His Kind] (???)

Titles: Misfortune's Son, Fateless Bastard, The Last Kin of the Ofokoshima's.

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