There will be mysteries

[Somewhere in the Temple, to the training grounds]

"Tsk, shit, how do you expect me to train without knowing anything new yet?" Kenji said furiously as he walked around the Temple.

Walking around, Kenji ran into Master Nito and Persil.

"What are you doing?"

Kenji said, seeing Persil with her eyes closed and her arms raised, clasping her palms together.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing, Master Nito?" Kenji shouted as he approached them.

"Oh, it's you, Kenji?" Master Nito said.

"Are you training Persil? Hmm, that's strange. Where is Master Nito?" Kenji asked.

Lord Mitao just smiled and continued looking at Persil.

"I'm preparing him for the... Final Exams," Lord Mitao replied.

"Hmm, so soon? Aren't the exams at the end of the year?" — Kenji asked

"That's right, but... if you want to win, you'll have to train as soon as possible, since the opponents are no small feat," said Mr. Mitao.

. . .

Three weeks have passed since Persil started training with Mr. Mitao, or rather, Mitao Sensei!

Persil was training at the site of the spiral poles. He threw a stone and they switched places. He could also teleport without needing the stone...

When Persil sat down on the grass to rest, Mitao Sensei appeared...

"Hey, Mitao Sensei! Guess what? I did it!" — Persil said, laughing out loud.

"Mm... I see, you have talent," said Mitao Sensei, his eyes covered by his glasses, watching Persil's energy course through his body.

"Ready for the next training session!?"

"Yes, Sensei!"

PERSIL EXCLAIMED WITH COMPLETE CONFIDENCE AND SELF-ASSUREDNESS

. . .

[SOMEWHERE IN REALITY…]

—MY LORD, THE JUDGMENT IS ALREADY BEGINNING

A DEEP AND IMPOSING VOICE WAS HEARD IN A PLACE WHERE THERE IS NO MATTER, NO AIR… NO NOTHING!

THE ONLY LIGHT ILLUMINATING THE PLACE WERE TWO RADIANT WHITE BULBS. THERE IS NO GROUND… IT IS LIKE A UNIVERSE WITHOUT ANYTHING, IT HAS NO BEGINNING NOR AN END.

Beneath the spotlights is a throne with a giant backrest that measures approximately ten meters, but...

There is no one on that throne, just the throne there in nothingness...

I wait, there is something further down, there is a person radiating a faint light from their body, they are floating, arms and legs spread, spinning... wait, they are saying something, they are saying... "Boring humans," they are saying "Boring humans" while they spin and repeat those words over and over again.

Another voice is heard. Where is it coming from? Above? Below? No, from the right! YES, THERE IT IS, IT'S ANOTHER PERSON, IT'S LIKE THE ONE FLOATING THERE, THEY'RE SIMILAR, BUT THIS ONE HAS A HALO ON THEIR BACK FROM TOP OF THE HEAD TO THE WAIST... IT SEEMS LIKE IT'S CALLING HIM...

— THAT'S RIGHT... I'M CALLING HIM...

. . .