Chapter One
"No way!"
"This can be real!"
It had to be real. All evidence points to it. Here he was sitting in the classroom he once occupied almost three centuries ago!
"Mr. Night," a man around in late sixties shouted sternly. "Would you like to teach the class?"
This old man was Mr. Hernly, teacher at Compass Imperial School. Compass Imperial School housed thousands of students from the many families that lived within Compass Imperial. Compass Imperial wasn't just any school, it was a school to teach and help the growth of the younger generation in the Arts of Origin.
Arts of Origin are mystical powers that lay deep within ones inner soul. Once awakened a mere mortal has the chance to climb the wall of divinity and claim themselves as a God.
Arts of Origin are divided in ranks with the lowest being of the Shard Realm and the very pinnacle being the Beyond Realm. Each Realm is further divided into six categories; Pawn, Knight, Bishop, Rook, Queen, and King
"Peter Night!" once again the teacher spoke yet could still not gain his attention.
Peter Night was a young boy at the age of fifteen. He had scarlet red hair accompanied with a pair of crimson orange eyes. His frame was well built for his age weighing one hundred fifty five pounds and standing at five feet seven inches.
'How is his possible?' Peter thought to himself as he began to look at his surroundings until he met the cold glare of Mr. Hernly. Is this an illusion!
"You are too funny Mr. Hernly! As if someone in the Bishop Tier of the Shard Realm could teach us anything!" This was Jacob Forbs. In terms of Arts of Origin he stood in the Rook Tier of the Shard Realm almost approaching the Queen Tier and he was only sixteen!
There may only be a single difference in their tiers but once one makes a breakthrough to the next tier the Origin power increases dramatically. Now the difference between Realms make the difference between Pawn and King Tier look like child's play.
Peter Night swiftly turned his gaze towards Jacob. 'Jacob Forbs,' he had no doubt in his mind that he has been transported back in time as his younger self. 'This confirms it. My very essence really have been transported back in time! That damn Sorcerer!' He was completely ignoring the death glare Mr. Hernly had directed towards him. Even his killing intent began to leak out turning the atmosphere in the class room cold.
Once one breaks through from the Shard Realm to the Beta Realm their killing intent is able to manifest into physical pressure. Within Compass Imperial anyone in the Beta Realm can be considered an elite amongst their peers.
"This is the power of someone in the Beta Realm!?"
"It's so cold!"
"Peter really did it this time!"
Everyone began to mutter amongst one another. If this was a classroom full of regular Shard Realm students, the pressure of Mr. Hernly's killing intent wouldn't allow speech. Luckily these weren't ordinary Shard Realm students, these students were considered Compass Imperials most elite younger generation.
With the right conditions and if they took the Arts of Origin serious, it wouldn't be a surprise if they broke through to the Beta Realm in their mid or even early twenties.
In a blink of an eye the teacher appeared directly in front of Peter creating a gust of wind behind him. "Mr. Night, if not for your prominent background I would severely punish you for disrupting my class and ignoring your senior when they speak to you."
Peter looked at Mr. Hernly and with a smile he spoke, "Timothy, It has been way too long!" This gave Mr. Hernly shock. Even with his background students are not told their teachers real name until graduation where they can then deserve the right to know.
In his last life after graduation Peter became the only disciple of the famed Angelic Xeon Timothy. If not for his Origin being damaged and no way of healing, he would have reached Super Realm Knight Tier by now giving him a couple more dozen years of life. Sadly he was forever stuck in Beta Realm Rook Tier and died of old age.
Out of everyone in his past life, or would it be future life, Timothy Hernly was one of the few people Peter had respect for. When he became his disciple he was taught the Edenic Origin Technique.
The Edenic Origin Technique was a godly technique that evolved every Tier and Realm the user grew. Thanks to this technique Peter was able to soar through the Arts of Origin at an astronomical rate. In all of Compass Imperial the highest cultivation techniques one could get was Super Realm and you had to be an elite amongst elites from one of the four Imperial families or from the Imperial Lords bloodline. If not the highest cultivation technique one could attain in Compass Imperial was Beta Realm. Unknowingly to all of Compass Imperial, the Edenic Origin Technique could be a Beyond Realm technique!
POW! The sound of a slap turned the room quiet as everyone watched Mr. Hernly just slap the first son of the Night Family.
'As to be expected. I have yet to earn his respect to use his name. Only when he was on his death bed he allowed me to finally address him as Timothy,' Peter thought as he chuckled a little. 'He still has that temper of his at least.'
"Peter Night you may be the first son of David Night of the Night Imperial Family but you have no right to address me by my first name," he turned around walking back to the front of the classroom. "Only if you were in the Super Realm would you qualify to use my first name."
The class all began to think to themselves. There were only roughly half a dozen or more people within the whole Compass Imperial who would qualify to address Mr. Hernly as Timothy. The Imperial King, the four heads of the Imperial Families and few people of the Lone Family. Each one had the Arts of Origin at minimum of Pawn Tier.
Peter remained in his seat for the rest of the class not because he was slapped but to pay respect to his former teacher. 'If not for the high amount of respect I have for this old man, I have no reason being here. I need to start training my Origin as soon as I can so I can take my revenge on that Sorcerer when our paths intertwine again.'
Peter closed his eyes and began to cultivate his Arts of Origin. No one would believe he was cultivating for one to cultivate in the Shard or Beta Realm there had to be complete silence. 'I've lived for almost over three centuries, traveled the vast lands of the mortal plain, and even explored the Lands of Divine a little. To Hell where I go if I have such a slow growth like I did before. Now I am a walking library of knowledge to help ascend to Divinity!'
At the pinnacle of Peter's last life, he only reached Omega Realm King Tier and only just began the climb into divinity.