Re-Edited: 22/05/2022
Hey ya'll, Carter here. By the time this chapter is up, we should be entering our 2-month book anniversary, as well as my birthday month. I'm glad to have such a good community, albeit small. But, as a seedling, with proper care, we'll grow bigger and better.
Anyways, without further ado, let's get into it.
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(The Next Morning)
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"Wake up, young Apollo."
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"Wake up."
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At the sound of the ancient yet mysterious voice, your eyes slowly open up, your body growing conscious from your rest.
Taking in your environment, it was a familiar yet dull sight. You were inside your mind once again.
Letting out a sigh, you turned around to see the Faceless Man.
"Hey, old man."
The Faceless Man looked less opaque and transparent than the last time you saw him due to the reacquisition of memories you've obtained since. You approached each other and bowed.
"It's not often that you're the one summoning me to talk. What's up?"
The Faceless Man nods and places his arm on your shoulder.
"I fear that there shall be a disturbance in the near future. I have come to warn you."
Confused, you raised your brow.
"Disturbance?"
The Faceless Man nods.
"Indeed."
"About what exactly do I have to worry about?"
The Faceless Man shakes his head.
"I'm afraid I don't have the answer to that. However... my foretelling does not lie."
"Ah..."
Your eyes turn to a gaze of worry and caution.
"For that reason, I request that we train your power even further. I believe you've unlocked a new skill, have you not?"
You shrugged in response.
"I think so, although... I've not bothered to look into it since the spar with Pyrrha."
"Then this shall be the perfect time to train. Now..."
Holding his arm out, you could feel a red glow slowly envelop you, the same way you glow when you activate your power. Breathing deeply, you embraced the warmth and let it surround you, your eyes slowly turning red and your hair spiking upwards.
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