CHAPTER 6:THE RINGBORN TOURNAMENT ANNOUNCEMENT

Chapter 6: The Ringborn Tournament Announcement

The morning sun bathed the city in golden light, marking the dawn of a new era. The world had changed overnight.

The Ringborn Tournament was officially announced, and the government wasted no time preparing for it. Not just in Japan, but across the globe, officials searched for individuals who had awakened their powers. They extended invitations far and wide, summoning warriors of all kinds.

For the first time, everyone knew about the Ringborns.

Ryo leaned against the railing of their apartment's balcony, watching the crowded streets below. A strange feeling swelled in his chest—relief, maybe even pride. When they first found the rings, everything had felt uncertain, chaotic. But now, the world had accepted them.

At least, for now.

Behind him, Yuuma yawned. "So, we're basically celebrities now, huh? Kinda crazy how fast this all happened."

Ren smirked, rolling his shoulders. "Yeah, but that just means we gotta get serious. We only have five days before the tournament starts. We need to train, hard."

Yuuma grinned. "Don't worry, I'm gonna be the MVP of this whole thing."

Akira, sitting on the couch, still looked uneasy. "But... what if we're not the only ones with strong rings?" His voice was quiet, his grip on his water bottle tightening. "We don't know what kind of people got those rings. What if some of them are... dangerous?"

Silence filled the room for a moment.

Ryo glanced at his own Equinox Ring, the faint glow pulsing in sync with his heartbeat.

Akira wasn't wrong.

While they had been given powers, so had others—millions of rings had scattered across the world. Some would be used for good, but others...

The world was celebrating now, but how long would that last?

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Elsewhere...

Far from the cheers and celebrations, in the depths of a dark underground chamber, a group of figures stood before a massive stone altar. The air was heavy with an ominous energy.

A man with glowing red eyes sat on a throne, watching the tournament announcement on a holographic screen. His fingers tapped against the armrest, his expression unreadable.

"So... the world has accepted these rings." His voice was deep, laced with amusement. "How foolish."

A hooded figure knelt before him. "Shall we intervene?"

The man smirked. "No, let them enjoy their moment of hope. After all…" His eyes gleamed with power.

"…a tournament is the perfect stage for a massacre."

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Back to Ryo and the Others...

The entire world was buzzing with excitement. Social media exploded with theories about the tournament, people placing bets on unknown Ringborns. News stations covered training sessions, interviews with newly awakened Ringborns, and even government officials discussing their plans.

More importantly, the tournament would be open to the public. Spectators from around the world would witness the battles firsthand.

Ryo stared at the city skyline, feeling the weight of something unknown pressing down on him.

This tournament wasn't just a test of strength.

It would decide the future of the Ringborns.

And if the wrong people took control... everything could fall apart.