BearBrush

Varek Solin was born into a world where power is given at birth. On his 10th birthday, every child opens their Vault, a source of mana that will shape their future. In a society divided by wealth and rank, those born into riches are granted Diamond Vaults, while the poor settle for Bronze Vaults, their strength bound by fate.

But Varek’s path was never meant to follow the ordinary. With a Bronze Vault in his chest, his future seems set—until a war between humans and demons turns his world upside down. Amidst the chaos of battle, Varek encounters a force beyond his understanding—a mysterious power that will alter the course of his life.

As his powers awaken and the world around him shifts, Varek must face the truth of what lies within him. A boy from the lowest ranks, with a vault like no other. What is this power that calls to him from the shadows? And how far will he go to understand it?

In a world where strength determines your fate, Varek Solin will soon learn that the greatest power lies not in the vaults of wealth, but in the mysteries buried beneath the surface.

The Shadow's Beneath

The sun was high, casting sharp shadows over the grand gates of the Gold Rank School. The towering walls gleamed with golden insignias, and the banners of the elite warriors swayed in the wind.

Varek and Vikas stood at the entrance, staring past the guards and students moving about.

A day had passed since Keiran ignored them. Since Silvana and Prim stopped them.

But today, they wouldn't leave without an answer.

Varek glanced at Vikas. "Are you ready?"

Vikas scoffed. "He can't ignore us forever."

And with that, they stepped through the gates.

Like clockwork, Silvana and Prim emerged from the crowd, standing in their way.

Silvana spun her spear lazily, smirking. "I see you don't listen."

Prim sighed. "Turn back. Keiran has no time for you."

Varek didn't hesitate. "Then he can say that himself."

Silvana's smirk faded. "That's not how this works."

The air grew tense. Vikas was ready to fight if needed, but before anything could happen—

A familiar figure emerged from the school's courtyard.

His golden robe flowed behind him, the light sword at his side glinting under the sun.

For a moment, his eyes flickered toward them.

Then, without a word, he walked past them.

Through the city streets. Past the murmurs of onlookers. Past the rows of merchants and travelers.

Only when they had left the bustling city behind, stepping onto a quiet road lined with trees, did Keiran finally stop.

Keiran exhaled. "Why are you here?"

Varek's expression hardened. "Where have you been?"

Vikas took a step forward. "Dicio is dead."

For the first time, his composed mask cracked.

His fingers clenched around his sword.

Varek's voice was quiet. "He didn't make it."

Vikas hesitated. "He… chose to live alone."

Keiran took a deep breath. His gaze flickered, his expression hard to read.

Then, just as quickly as the emotion had surfaced—

His face became unreadable once more.

Keiran turned away. "You shouldn't have come."

Keiran's voice was calm but cold. "You're ruining my plan."

Keiran finally turned back to them. "I'm infiltrating the Gold Rank School."

Varek and Vikas exchanged glances.

Keiran's golden eyes were sharp. "Because something is happening here. Something bigger than all of us."

Vikas scoffed. "And you think you can handle it alone?"

Keiran looked away. "I don't need help."

The silence between them stretched.

Varek stepped forward. "Keiran, we're not leaving."

The Plan