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Chapter 2 - Meditation

The morning was started off rather well given he had gained another ticket. He wondered if it was a daily type system but he put that thought on hold.

He noticed that a message board was there.A quick tap and it opened.

First Time Gift-

Bloodline-Raphael Kadrey

Traits-Nobility,Sword Proficiency,Red Thread's Favor

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Silver Ticket

Mark assume the bloodline was the reason for his appearance gradually shifting away from his original appearance as a child. Mark could no longer see a trace of his past self.

He didn't seem too keen on the past thoughts leading him to use the ticket as a distraction.

He looked curiously at what would appear. The shifting images eventually fading to a picture of moving gears around a glowing blue orb.

Hmm ,The hell is that.

Midnight Lost Child-A perpetual engine that replenishes power of existence every day at midnight.

Well I'll be damned.

Mark was stunned but sadly he doesn't possess power of existence. It was placed in his soul without issue leaving him nearly questioning whether it was there in the first place.

He quickly moved on to the next ticket and sadly his luck was used up given he gained Issei's porn collection.

Mark left clearly in a complicated mood by his results. He steeled his heart and burned his impure thought before meditating.

He cleared his thoughts before setting a framework in his head. Within moments he had constructed a training hall. The Quasi-Epic traits power seeped in.

He grabbed a wooden sword before imagining his opponent. The game was simply defeat the defined opponent.

He had only fought with Goo Kim once before seriously yet it still brought shivers down his spine. He cheated using zone to keep up yet the mastery Goo possessed wasn't simply something to be ignored.

Game,Start

They walked closer to each other before a flurry of moves rang out.Testing the waters wasn't a option,it was kill or be killed. The swordsmans eyes scanned for a weakness however the flaw he saw was a baiting move.

He forced a response striking at his neck.Goo parried and thrust his sword at Mark's heart. The tension was thick with killing Intent.

Their swords clashed before separating.Mark honed his focus attempting to replicate the move he had dreamed about.It wasn't possible in reality for the difficulty was beyond measure however here he could try repeatedly.

The timing must be impeccable with each muscle calibrated for a response. This was a divine sword technique for who could instantly calibrate each muscle's response seemlessly to achieve the affect of instantaneous zero to hundred acceleration.

His mind faltered having a nose bleed in real life. He swung however it was a half baked execution. He hadn't trained his bodies response time enough nor had properly sent a signal to each muscle.

Goo had dodged in advance however his sword was cut off.Mark's mind focused once more as he got into a sword drawing stance.

His muscles never felt as clear before. Goo paused before taking a reverse grip on the cut sword treating it as a dagger.

Goo didn't rush in having known from the last attack it was something that took preparation.

Mark took this chance to reevaluate his previous attempt however it was meaningless without continuous experience to see how to improve.

He took quick step forward and swung managing to cut through Goo's arm.He had misjudged the distance and speed at which he would move.

Goo struck his face with a counter at a speed he couldn't see having bet his life on the line he would miss.

He felt his knees buckling however he couldn't stop not when he was this close. His arm however didn't respond. His arm muscles and nerves were too damaged to respond.

He balled his fist preparing another attack however Goo managed to cut his throat during that short period. The burning sensation and feeling of warmth left him falling to the ground clasping his neck.

Game Over

Level up

Zone Lv 9

Twin Wings Style Lv 1

Killing Intent Lv 5

BattoJutsu Lv 8

He opened his eyes sweating with his heart pounding out of his chest. Mark felt weak he touched his nose and felt blood. He frowned before getting up ignoring the dizzy feeling and washing his face.

Zone still is too taxing for him even more so when backed by the Quasi-Epic Trait. He walked to the bed before passing out.

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