Dark's Pre Crisis

Training

In the squared training room bathed in an obsidian glow, Dark hones his skills amidst the carefully arranged gym equipment and soft carpets that cushion his every move. The room, impeccably cleaned, features a radiant light traversing from end to end on the ceiling, casting an ethereal ambiance.

Engaged in a symphony of combat, Dark wields fake weapons with precision, executes intricate martial arts maneuvers, and delivers powerful punches that resonate through the space. Each movement is a dance, a testament to his relentless dedication to mastering the arcane arts.

Pausing mid-strike, Dark's penetrating gaze assesses the time, momentarily breaking the rhythm of his training. The room, despite its shadowy exterior, becomes a canvas for his disciplined exertions, a place where the fusion of darkness and glowing light echoes the duality within him.

Dark: (thinking) It's 3:42 AM, I'm going to have to get ready for school it's going to start at 7, gotta run for 25 miles in 40 minutes.

Dark: (thinking) So far I've spent a whole month out of the wild areas of nature, I'm going to have to adapt more to this daily routine.

In a swift transition, Dark strides towards the treadmills, his determined gaze fixed. With a decisive flick, he sets the speed to its maximum and begins to sprint, his form a blur as he effortlessly conquers the rapid pace.

The scene evolves, and moments later, we find Dark enveloped in steam as he stands beneath the cascading water of the shower. The ethereal mist cloaks his silhouette, while rivulets of water journey down from his head, tracing a path along his neck, chest, and beyond.

As the mist dissipates, the scene switches to Dark changing into his new uniform, a garment bestowed upon him by the principal. The attire, a manifestation of his elevated status, clings to his transformed physique, marking a symbolic transition from relentless training to a renewed sense of purpose within the Academy of the Elites.

What Dark wears. 

Introducing the Elite Class uniform—a sublime masterpiece draped in the profound elegance of absolute black. Meticulously designed for those who have ascended to the pinnacle of arcane mastery at the Academy of the Elites.

Design:
The uniform boasts a fabric that absorbs light, creating an otherworldly darkness that wraps around the wearer like a celestial shroud. Its tailored silhouette exudes a commanding presence, while subtle, iridescent patterns emerge under the moonlight, revealing themselves only to those attuned to the mystical.

Silver-embroidered trim traces the contours, adding a touch of celestial luminescence against the profound blackness. The Elites' emblem, a fusion of enigmatic symbols, is intricately woven into the fabric, its faint glow whispering of secrets known only to those who wear the uniform.

Accessories:
In harmony with the uniform, accessories include black leather gloves inscribed with arcane runes, heightening the wearer's connection to the mystical energies. Onyx amulets and silver clasps adorn the robes, embodying the union of dark sophistication and magical prowess.

Purpose:
This uniform transcends mere attire; it becomes a symbol of unrivaled mastery. Those who don this garment not only embody the pinnacle of arcane understanding but also command an aura of enigmatic authority, distinguishing them as true Elites within the sacred halls of the academy.

Dark: Wooaaahhh I did not think this would look good on me but I look fantassttiicccc.

Dark walks out and it's already 6:57 AM.

Dark: Ohhh noooo I'm laatteeee.

Dark: Tiger's Crouch, Speed Of Acheetah.

Exhaling a mysterious smoke, Dark assumes a poised stance reminiscent of a cheetah ready to sprint. With a surge of energy, he accelerates, his form a mere blur as he dashes towards the school from a far distance. His legs, a whirlwind of speed, become a mere abstraction, and the wind sweeps his uniform backward, revealing the intensity of his velocity, reaching an incredible 78 miles per hour. The landscape blurs around him as he becomes a fleeting silhouette on the path to the Academy of the Elites, a force of nature in motion.