Left Out

The family stood motionless, their eyes wide in stunned silence.

The impossibility of what they had just witnessed replayed in their minds, a relentless loop that refused to fade.

Time.

Their descendant had touched time itself.

A torrent of emotions surged through them, thoughts racing at an overwhelming pace.

Anthony had awakened at the age of ten.

And in just six years, he had ascended from the F-rank to the pinnacle of the Grandmaster rank.

Eleven ranks, achieved within the span of a mere six years.

Such a feat was, by all accounts, an impossibility.

Now, Anthony had bypassed even more realms in the span of a single year.

It was an established truth that the higher one's cultivation, the more arduous the path became.

This was why every practitioner fought tooth and nail for resources, seeking to accelerate their progress.

Yet, for Anthony, this fundamental reality seemed to hold no sway.