This is Signal Academy!
One of the prestigious primary schools for budding Huntress and Huntsman-to-be!
Once they graduate from such schools, they await the 「Trial」s in the name of Beacon, Haven, Shade, or Atlas!
Their graduation from one of the 4 schools shall be the badge, the 「Proof」 of their status as Huntsmen and Huntresses!
Of all the students in Signal Academy, only 4 students 「Stands」 out to us! 4 Of them will become the giant cog that will turn in the hands we call 「Fate」!
Only one is fully aware of their 「Roles」! The rest simply enjoy the small things offered by this school, blissfully ignorant of the future they hold, the 「Destiny」 they must suffer!
Chapter 7: 「Rise」 to the 「Top」!
"... pheeew, I'd say we're just about finished here." I said, looking down at the workshop table laid in front of me. A giant machination, the blades were folded and connected into half a circle. It was approximately 1.5x my height, and the folded blade implied it could unfold itself into a full circle. The handle (Seperated into 3 parts), and a heavy case and engine implied that it also transformed into another weapon.
"... I gotta say," Vegas said next to me, watching the nearly finished weapon. "Your weapon looks just as unorthodox as you and your fighting style."
I simply turned to him, smirked, and shrugged my shoulders, before grabbing the weapon by the handle and picking it up, ready to test it out before giving it the finishing touches…. And plates. "I don't know what you're talking about, Vegas."
I started to swing the weapon around the forge, the heavy curved blade was spinning and twirling in my palm, making sparks as it contacted the wall and floor. I quickly twisted the middle section of the handle, and watched the transformation unfold. The tips of the blades on both sides started to recede into the body of the blade -the bottom folding in further. The body blade suddenly started to turn from the handle, taking the engine with it, before splitting into two. The blade pointing forward turned to become parallel with the handle, the entire process turning the curved blade into the head of a giant axe, the body forming when the handle extended between the 3 separate parts.
The curved blade was turned into a battle axe in an instant, and I wielded it just as quickly and effortlessly. I swung it a few more times until I decided to test out the final transformation.
I quickly twisted the middle section back, and twisted the part of the handle below it.
The battle-axe, quickly returning back into the curved blade, started to fluid turn into something new: the blade receded and folded into itself, sliding down the engine and down to cover only the slightly elongated and curved handle. The blade was barely visible once the plates on the engine slid down to cover it, revealing that there was a barrel folded on top of the engine, and a revolver chamber the size of twice my outstretched hand, measured from end of palm to the tip of the fingers. The engine repositioned itself as the barrel folded down and extended itself. I quickly spun around the spot and took aim, and fired. Bullets fired like hail as it hit the wall.
It was a shotgun, with a revolver chamber.
I knew the heavy moon from God Eater 3 was definitely cool, but I never thought how awesome it would be to use it in person until I built it. It worked even better since my fighting style matched it, allowing for some extra utility and creativity in its use.
It didn't have the shield capability, but I didn't need it. I instead had it so the blade unfolded into a giant chakram, allowing me to imbue it with the 「Spin」 and watch it cause havoc as a spinning wheel of death.
Vegas watched me wield with a blank stare. "So I guess it was a success after….. What, 7 weeks?" He remarked, sipping on a can of Pumpkin Pete soda.
"6, though I guess it's still a long time compared to the other students," I replied, setting the weapon back down onto the workshop table, grabbing metal plates and spray paints.
"No shit. Everyone else finished building their weapons 2 weeks ago. Only you and a handful of other students were left." Vegas flatly told me, watching me do the finishing touches on my weapon.
"Well, thank god I finished it now."
"Agreed." I quickly finished attaching the extra plates over the exposed gears and pistons, and spray painting the plates individually.
The finished product glowed on the table, shining Magenta and Purple, with red accents running on the smaller parts of the weapon.
Vegas whistled at its presentation.
"You got a name for it?" Vegas asked.
"... Yeah, I think I do." I held the weapon up proudly. My tears, sweat and blood were poured into these engines, these handles, and these blades.
"Lemme hear it."
"Magenta Matador Carnage."
You have successfully created a new weapon!
Your Mantra: Weaponsmithing, has gained 5 levels!
Magenta Matador Carnage [Unique]
-"I gotta say, Your weapon looks just as unorthodox as you and your fighting style."- Vegas Dandelion
Weapon specially crafted by the hands of Magenta Valentine (and the comments of Vegas Dandelion), it is an unorthodox weapon built upon othodox parts.
-Rank: S
-Ranged Damage increased by 350%
-Dexterity increased by 50%
-Attack speed increased by 70%
-Slashing damage increased by 120%
-Crushing damage increased by 45%
-45% of inflicting status effect [Bleeding] if the target has no aura. +25% if target is [Vulnerable]
-Can be upgraded
"..." Vegas just looked at me with a frown. "Take out the 'Magenta' part, then the name will be bearable…."
"...Ok…." My voice came out quiet and strained.
…..I was proud of the name…
Magenta Matador Carnage has been renamed: Matador Carnage!
"Well, well, well…" We heard a low voice calling out behind us. "Look who's finally caught up with the rest of us."
We both turned to look at the assailant.
The youth was the same age as us, his height only being slightly shorter than mine. Bright crimson hair was covering one eye, and his lips were in a sneer. Scarlet eyes (... or eye, considering we only saw his left eye uncovered by his shoulder-length hair) look at the two of us. He wore a black tank top that fit his chests tightly, silver chest plate and two shoulder pads attached to him with red leather straps. The colouration of his outfit reminded me of a Grimm. He wore beige cargo pants, with military boots to finish off the style.
"Hey Heat." We both replied with a grin.
"Well, the prince finally finishes his crown to prove his rights on the throne. I believe a celebration is in order. Don't you think?" Heat asked, lowering his chin to form a Kubrick stare. He was smiling, but the heavy and quiet atmosphere around us made the smile look hostile and aggressive.
Our grins faded as we slowly stood up, I quietly gripped my freshly tailored weapon.
"... Follow me, I know a place for us to just go wild at." Heat said, his sneer gone from his face as he turned around and walked out of the forge. We both quietly followed.
"... AND THREE CHEERS TO OUR NUMBER ONE!" Heat shouted, smiling ear to ear as he held up a glass filled with Citrus peach cooler. Smoke was rising from our table as slices of pork and meat were getting grilled on a heat metal plate.
Heat managed to grab a table in one of the most famous restaurants in Patch: Blaze and Flair's Mistral barbeque house. I guess being the top 3 first years of Signal gave you some benefits. The door of the restaurant was opened to let the cool night breeze in, forcing the hot air and smoke from the barbeque grills to be let out.
Heat was a close friend of ours: We met in person when he forgot his pen in our class, and I let mine to him. We hit it from there and started to talk with each other, growing close when we had a lot of things in common.
For once, his parents were both huntsman and huntresses, and the trained him ever since he was 9. He was also a Grimm Rider fan, being a fan of Grimm Rider Blaze (just like Yang).
He was strong, and his fighting style was identical to Yang's (His weapons were claws with automatic rifles installed on the wrists), except for one thing: He planned his fights.
It was the titular 'Cool-headed brain mixed with ferocious and heated brawn'. If only Yang was like Heat, then she would've improved in leaps.
Heat had a habit of talking condescendingly, even though he wasn't really looking down on others. Apparently it was a habit picked up by his mother, and he wasn't aware of him talking like he was superior to everyone until we pointed it out.
He's trying his best to fix it, but he still talks to us like this purely because we didn't really care.
"You finally made your weapon! It's a success too!" Heat shouted out haughtily.
"I know, right!? And you invited us to a barbeque! This is the best!" I shouted back with equal joy, drinking Cranberry Mojito from my glass and picking up a strip of thin beef to eat.
We were enjoying ourselves, although I was a bit guilty that I didn't tell Yang and Ruby about this.
…..
Oh well, Boys Night Out. Sorry Yang, sorry Ruby.
"Now all we need to do is focus on the Vale regional tournament, right!?" Vegas asked with a laugh, quickly stuffing his mouth with grilled meat.
"Oi, Oi! Slow down, there's enough meat for all 3 of us here!" Heat and I shouted at Vegas in unison, grabbing pork and beef from the grilling plate at a steady pace.
"But yeah, I guess we only have the Vale regional tournament to worry about." I replied. Vegas ignored our words and were moving his chopsticks at a speed that made them a blur. In a bit of annoyance, I shot my aura at the tip of the chopstick, causing Vegas's chopstick to get stuck in his mouth.
Vegas's eyes went wide as he realized his mouth was forced shut, his chopstick lodged between his lips, not even budging an inch. He quickly whipped his head to me.
"Mmmmm! MMMMHMHHHHHHMMM!" Vegas was trying to say something to me, and it didn't sound like they were any nice, judging by the glares he was giving me.
"What's wrong Vegas?" Heat asked with visible concern.
"Yeeaaah~ What's wrong~, hhhmm?" I followed, flashing Vegas a grin.
"HHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHMMM!" Vegas pointed at his chopsticks with his hands.
"What, is something wrong with your chopsticks?" Heat asked, as he reached his hands out to grab the chopstick, and started to pull on it. I released Sticky Fingers, and the chopstick slid out of Vegas's mouth effortlessly.
"... What the hell, Vegas. Don't scare us like that." Heat replied as he placed the chopstick in front of Vegas, going back to eating the grilled pork and beef.
"Yeah, we thought something happened because you were eating too fast." I said to Vegas, going back to eating the barbeque treats.
"... I swear on my family name, Magenta. I will be the first to find out what your semblance really is, and its weakness. And when I do, I will pay you back for every prank you committed against me, doubled with interest."
"Sure~ sure~, you do that~." I said as I began chewing on the beef. Vegas continued to me before going back to eating as well.
"So, you guys managed to make plans for the tournament as well, or are you just going to wing it like the test?" Heat asked in beating his chewing and swallowing.
"To be quite honest, I doubt any of our plans will be solid until we know who our competition would be." I replied. Heat nodded as he focused on the barbeque.
"Then… I guess our only solid plan is just waiting and seeing, till the tournament starts." Vegas stated.
"Yep."
"Agreed."
"Well," Vegas started, as one of the waitresses came over to our table with a trolley, taking away the empty plates that held the raw beef and pork and replacing them with new plates stacked with the succulent delicacies.
"Enough about those stressful fights, LET'S EAT!" Vegas announced.
"YEAH!" We followed soon after, placing the raw beef on the grilling plates and digging in.
"Fuck….. I'm full." Vegas sighed out, satisfied by the Boys Night Out.
"It was good, though. Like, really good." I said as we cut through a forest; A shortcut to our home.
"Glad you guys enjoyed it as much as I did." Heat replied, letting out an animalistic burp. We both recoiled away from Heat in disgust.
"Shit, sorry dude, but…" Vegas started
"That shit disgusting, dude." and I finished.
"Sorry." Heat replied nonchalantly, not even a hint of shame or embarrassment in his voice.
"Let's hope you don't do that with a girl." Vegas snarked.
Then we heard screaming and shouting. The 3 of us whipped our head into the direction the anguish came from, all 3 of us adopting a frown.
"... You guys don't need any convincing, right?" Heat asked in a growl as he started to prepare to sprint.
"Nope"
"Not even a word."
All 3 of us sprinted full speed to the source.
We arrived at a broken down truck, two people took refuge in the vehicle as Beowolves were clawing at the doors.
It looked as if the beowolves could go through any second now.
Vegas immediately whipped out his canisters and flicked the coins at the beowolves. The ones that didn't get hit quickly lunged away from the truck.
[Horde] Beowolves
Average Level: 23
Individual HP: 280/280
"Heat, Magenta! There are people here!" Vegas shouted as he ran near the truck.
New Goal created!
Objective: Protect the farmers!
Optional Objective: Prevent further damage to the vegetable crates!
Reward: 5,000 Exp, +100 Fame
Optional Reward: 1,000 Exp, +50 Fame and increased likeability to the people in Patch
The Grimms were starting to form a circle, walking around us in caution.
But that was a mistake on their part, as I grabbed Matador Carnage from my inventory, and imbued it with the 「Spin」 and Stick Fingers before throwing it.
The curved trajectory the giant wheel blade flew in caught most of the Beowolves off guarding, cleaving through them effortlessly.
"... I swear to god, you're just a wizard at this point…" Heat deadpanned, surprised by my weapon appearing in my hand from thin air. I wagged my index finger at him
"Ah, ah, ah. Magician." I said to him as a starting to swing Matador Carnage around with Sticky Fingers. Few more Beowolves got cleaved as the swings picked up speed. The Beowolves swiftly dispersed from the circle and formed small crowds.
"They're all yours~." I said to Heat, who immediately targeted the small crowds with his wristed mounted automatic rifles.
Vegas targeted the other crowds of the beasts with his coins, tearing holes into their black-furred bodies.
It was a very quick and easy task for us, especially when the 3 of us banded together.
It didn't take long for the Grimms to disappear. The smaller ones simply turned tails and ran back into the woods as the bigger ones were slaughtered mercilessly.
It didn't even net me more than 100 Exp now, and that was minuscule compared to my level.
Goal cleared!
Objective: Protect the farmers!
Optional Objective: Prevent further damage to the vegetable crates!
Reward: 5,000 Exp, +100 Fame
Optional Reward: 1,000 Exp, +50 Fame and increased likeability to the people in Patch
Your achievement will be told by the two survivors, and your status as a champion will only enhance the good image you created.
"Hey," Vegas spoked to the two people in the car. One was a bearded man in his 60s, his hairline receding a bit. The other one was a kid, somewhere around 5 or 6. "You guys ok? Are any of you injured?" The old man smiled and shook his head. Looks like they decided to play it smart and stayed in the car.
"Your vegetables are fine, too. Though some of the boxes have scratches on them." I called out. The old man laughed.
"Don't worry, they'll live." He replied, and he slowly got out of the car. The kid soon followed the elder to jump at us in joy.
"Wooooow, Grandpa, they're hunters!"
"Not yet, kid." Heat replied.
"You… You guys are the Signal students, right?" The old man replied, as the 3 of us nodded in confirmation.
"Haha! I see that the Schools are still something for youths to look up to, if they produce strapping heroes like you folks!" The old man said, as he started to ruffle through his pockets, and taking out his wallet.
"... I know it's not much, but-" He was cut off by the 3 of us, waving our hands in front of us as we refused to take his Liens
"We didn't do this for money, old man!" Heat shouted out, wide-eyed.
"Yeah, we did this so you guys could be safe!" Vegas followed
"We don't expect to be paid for this!" I shouted as well.
"Well, then consider this a show of gratitude from this old man."
"As I said, it's fine!"
"We're getting gratitude enough by having the vegetable safely reach the market for tomorrow!"
"Yeah, I need those vegetables to cook for the girls tomorrow morning, so I need to get them safely to the market anyway!"
Heat and Vegas stopped waving their hands in front of them and simply turned to look at me.
"... The girls?"
"... I told you, one moment they say they're childhood friends. Next second, they're found kis-"
"Fuck you guys, you know I didn't mean it like that."
"Do we~?" They spoke in unison. I stared at them dead in the eyes with a frown.
"... I'll hit you. I'll hit both of you."
"Ok, Ok. I get it."
"Yeah, I totally get it."
Their lips were forming in a Cheshire cat grin. They were still fucking with me.
I turned to the elder, taking in deep breaths.
"... You need help with escorting the truck? Just because we got rid of them now, doesn't mean they're not coming back, you know…"
"... If it's alright with you kids. I wouldn't want you to bother you students this late."
"Yeah, we're fine with it!" Heat replied with a confident grin, and Vegas nodded firmly with a smile.
"...wooow…" The kid said with sparkles in his eyes.
Honestly, he reminded me a lot of Ruby.
The kid asked us a bunch of questions as we sat at the back of the truck, protecting the crates.
"So, so, so you're guys are from Signal, right!?"
"Yep." We replied.
"And you guys were the ones from the video, right!?"
"The video?" We asked, as he pulled up his grandfather's scroll. It was the video of me and Vegas fighting the Alpha Grimm, along with a seperate video of Heat tearing Grimms apart, his fellow participants behind him.
"Yep, that's me and them alright." Heat replied with a chuckle.
"WOOOOW, You guys must be strong!"
"Not really? I mean, yeah, we took on Grimms, but there are still a lot of Grimms we can't win against." Vegas replied sheepishly, scratching his head as he talked.
"Oh." The kid said.
"But," Vegas continued. "That's why we have friends, so that the one strike that didn't take the Grimms down can be 2 strikes, or 3, or 4, or more strikes at once, enough to finally beat those beasts back where they came from." He looked at both me and Heat as he talked, and smiled.
"And we also have this guy, who'll kick anyone's ass through sheer mind screwery and magic." Vegas replied as he pointed to me with a sneer. Heat chuckled and nodded at Vegas's words.
"... I don't know what you mean…" I simply replied.
"Don't lie to me, Magenta. You made that Alpha Beowolf stuck to the ground, have its chest burst from coins and cards, and make cards have sharpness equal to well-sharpened blades. Not to mention you being able to summon your weapon from thin air." Vegas leaned closer.
"Seriously, the hell are you?" I just shrugged at Vegas's question.
"Just a Magenta Magician. Nothing more, nothing less."
"... I think you fail to realize just how dangerous you are." Heat remarked.
"Nah, I know. I just don't care."
I was confronted by Yang the next morning, blocking my path in the Signal Academy hallway.
"Magenta. Valentine." She said with a hard tone. "Where. Were. You. Last. Night?" She asked, hands on her hips.
"Do you realize how worried I was when you ignored my calls? I was angry too, and you know making me angry is a huge mistake. Heck, Ruby was going all around the house with my scroll, texting you!"
"... Sorry, I couldn't answer my Scroll."
"And exactly why, were you unable to answer your scroll?"
I saw Vegas and Heat walk out from the corner of the hallway, when our eyes met. They were smiling at first, until they saw Yang. Their eyes went wide as they slowly took a step back, their eyes were silently asking permission to leave.
I closed my eyes and nodded shortly, and I heard rapid footsteps fading out from the corner of the hallway.
Yang whipped her head back as she saw me nod, but could see no one.
"It was a Boys Night Out. I finished building my weapon so we celebrated."
"... where?"
"..." The answer was stuck in my throat. She was tapping her foot now, clearly displaying her impatience.
"... Come on, it shouldn't be that hard, right!?"
"...Blaze and Flair's Mistral barbeque house."
Yang was silent in my answer, her face changed from surprise and relief, and quickly to disbelief.
"... WHAT!?"
"... Heat got a seat, and we ate there till 10 pm." I slowly took a step back, and was immediately followed by Yang taking a step forward, maintaining our distance.
"...And. You. Didn't. Invite us?" Yang asked slowly, breaking each word for emphasis.
"... You guys weren't there, and it was a Boys Night Out."
Yang glared at me for a good minute, frowning. Then she sighed.
"I can't believe you….." She said as she pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Well it's the truth."
"... You know I didn't mean it that way." Yang growled.
She took a step forward.
"You owe me."
"No I don't." I quickly rebutted, before walking off to my next class. "I don't owe you shit!"
"You didn't invite me to Blaze and Flair's Mistral barbeque house! You know it's me and Ruby's favourite restaurant!" She shouted back at me.
"Boys Night Out!"
6 months passed, and the year was nearly ending.
One more year, and it would be Ruby's time to get into Signal.
And only 3 more years before we all went to Beacon.
And I needed to do something before we headed into Beacon.
Become a 4 year Vale regional tournament champion.
There weren't any ulterior motifs to it: I just wanted to. That was all there was to it.
I wanted to get strong, and tournaments were one of the many ways to meet strong opponents.
And being the Vale counterpart to Pyrrha could attract more opponents.
Sure, there would be the downside of being lonely, and everyone putting me on a pedestal if I did become the Vale Pyrrha,
But I had Heat, Vegas, Ruby, and Yang.
And possibly more, over the course of the years.
Getting into the quarterfinals of the tournament was easy, but that didn't mean it wasn't tiring.
20 people.
I had to fight 20 people, just to get into the quarterfinals.
I developed newfound respect for the redheaded champion.
Strength was one thing, she already proved that she had tenacity too.
….
Unless she was forced to do it for 4 years.
Then she had my sympathy.
Welcome, Everyone! To the Quarterfinals of the Vale regional tournament!
A female voice boomed from the speakers, and the crowd erupted into a cheer. I simply waited quietly on the bench, waiting for the fight to start. The arena was in Vale, and we arrived at Vale through a specially prepared Airship. The tournament started at 8pm, causing the tournaments to be lit up by light stands you'd commonly see in football fields.
Today we have 8 promising youths, aiming for the top of Vale! They had displayed considerable skills, strength, wits, and tenacity to place themselves into this prestigious spot! Now, let's see today who rises to the top!
The 2 holo projectors lit up to show names, placed to form line ladders and showing who was pitted against who.
Tonight's match will start between two promising students! On the right we have Daniel Goldman, age 14 and is the top of his year in Pharos Academy!
A young man with blue slicked back hair was walking out of the right entrance of the arena, waving at the crowd and flashing smiles. He was carrying a broadsword with the handle resembling the grip of a rifle. Half the crowd erupted in cheer.
He was confident, that's for sure.
And on the left we have Magenta Valentine! Age 14 and the top of his year in Signal Academy!
I stood up from my bench and slowly walked out of the entrance, Matador Carnage on my back. The other half of the crowd started to cheer.
"Go Magenta!" I heard Ruby's voice through the crowd, and I turned my head to smile at her.
"Go Pinkie!" Yang shouted out with a mischievous grin. I simply gave her a stern look, which she returned by sticking her tongue out, still smiling.
It's the battle between the top of Pharos and the top of Signal! This is going to be quite the fight!
Daniel looked at me and smiled, making a small bow.
Daniel Goldman
[Rising Treasure of the Goldmans]
Level: 32
Hp: 1,896/1,896
Aura: 3,242/3,242
"Let's make this a great match!" He shouted with a smile.
"Likewise."
"Oh, and sorry," Daniel said suddenly with a grin. "But I hope you don't feel too bad when I win."
I smirked at him. "Oh no, it's ok. I'll let you win," This caused him to raise an eyebrow in confusion. "If you can still stand after 5 minutes."
He smirked at my words, as we both took our stances.
The match will start in…. 3!
2!
1!
Fight!
New Goal Created!
Objective: Become Champion of the Vale regional tournament
Reward: +800 Fame, Title: [Vale Regional Champion], 67,000 Exp
Daniel moved first, raising his sword as he dashed towards me.
BAKUUAAAAAAANG!
But he didn't move fast enough.
What's this!? Magenta seems to have thrown something at Daniel! And Daniel took a direct hit!
I saw Daniel falter as the steel ball dug into his temple. His aura took the damage, but the force was still there.
And the 「Spin」 worked through force, not damage. He wouldn't have his head bleeding, but he would be dizzy either way, with the pain distracting him.
I took this chance to rush up to him, grabbing his right leg and quickly delivering a high kick (Aura Trade (硬) making all of my aura concentrated into my kicking leg) to his chin. The poor sod flew backwards and skidded on his back.
What a kick! Daniel took another direct hit! Daniel has already lost considerable Aura! Magenta is not playing around!
Cheers and screams filled the air. I think I saw a woman (who looked to be either Daniel's mother or older sister) covering her mouth at the sight of Daniel taking heavy hits from the get-go.
Daniel rolled to his stomach as he tried to stand back onto his two feet, failing a few attempts as he stumbled and struggled, one hand grabbing his chin. The steel ball rolled to the concrete floor, still 「spinning」.
"Hey, come on," I said to him, and he looked up. I saw his eyes trying their hardest to focus on me. I smirked at him as I pointed an index finger upwards. "It hasn't even been a minute~. I told you, survive for 5 minutes and I'll let you win. That should be enough incentive to stand up, right~?"
I saw his face contorted with anger and determination. Understandable, because it was all but stating that I was toying with him. But he wasn't rushing in carelessly anymore. He immediately jumped back, away from me and my steel balls. He was losing balance, as well as strength in his legs. A heavy hit to the chin did that to a man.
He thought that I was dangerous from close range, which seemed to be his specialty. He instead started to change the shape of his sword, with the blade shifting up the handguard and folding in half, forming a barrel as his handle twisted about… 15 degrees inward, and few other details on his sword shifting and merging to form an assault rifle.
He open fired at me, his accuracy fell due to his loss of balance, but it still flew in my direction. A quickly ran from the fire and around the arena in a circle.
Daniel has decided to play it smart and keep his distance! It seems that he views Magenta as quite the threat! What will Magenta do next?
"Wooow…" Ruby said in a hushed whisper. "Magenta is really going for it, huh?"
"Yeah, and he's using his good old tongue to get the other guy all riled up," Yang replied. It was a favourite tactic that Magenta used frequently in their spar, and he knew exactly what to say to get her riled up. It would always start with him insulting her hair, and it always worked. It ended with Yang on the floor because she threw her punches right where he was expecting it. It was kinda refreshing to see him do it on another person, though.
Probably because she was seeing other people suffer as she did.
"Heeey~ Come on~ Where did your confidence go~, hmmmm~?" I said with a smile. Daniel was simply focusing on where I was running, trying to predict where I would land and where he needed to shoot to hit me.
Of course, I could always use Sticky Fingers to rebound his bullets, but I couldn't show all my hands yet.
Speaking of which.
"Heeey~ Daniel~ You don't think I can't hit you from here as well, right~?" I said, dodging left and right as he kept on firing. I saw him starting to get anxious from my words.
"I have a gun as well~. Here, see~?" I said as I grabbed Matador Carnage from my back, shifting it into a shotgun.
I aimed the shotgun at Daniel, where he started to stand up and start running as well. He started to avoid wherever the tip of my barrel was pointing to.
But that didn't matter, my next hit was never going to miss, no matter where he ran to, and how fast he ran.
I slowly pulled the trigger, and…
"Bang~"
BATUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAANG!
What's this!? The metal ball!
The same metal ball, that was on the floor, flew from the ground and back into Daniel's temple. I saw his eyes tremble in surprise and confusion. I took this moment to lunge, using the thread of Aura that connected his chin to my foot for extra speed, and for Daniel to be caught off guard once more. It was a roundhouse kick to his left temple this time, opposite of where the steel ball was spinning into. It was empowered by Aura Distribute (流) this time, since I didn't know how Daniel would retaliate. If, he could retaliate.
Another Kick! Magenta is ruthless tonight!
Mantra: Aura Distribute (流) has gained a level!
And that was all it needed for Daniel to fly to the side, sliding to the ground (assisted by the steel ball), and didn't stand back up.
[You've defeated Daniel Goldman!]
[You have gained 15,000 Exp!]
[You have gained (1) level!]
Daniel is in the reds! And it's clear that he's not in the condition to continue any further! The winner iiiis: Magenta Valentine! And it only lasted 1 minute and a half, too!
Half of the crowd went wild, drowning out the other half.
"Sorry, Daniel~" I said, as I turned around and started to walk back out of the arena. "But it looks like you couldn't last 5 minutes, after all~."
I watched with Ruby and Yang as Vegas and Heat fought. Vegas got the wrong opponent to fight against: It was a sniper, who was able to fire her bullets at a longer range than Vegas's coins. While Vegas did manage to shoot down some of her bullets, few that carried nets inside and other trinkets caused him to get distracted, making the girl whittle his aura down to the reds.
Heat got a guy that got in close range, a 15-year-old kid with a sledgehammer. Dodge right, slash. Dodge left, unload a clip into the poor kid's stomach. Dodge back, and rush back in with both claws extended. Heat managed to tear a new one in the guy, and ended the fight in 2 minutes.
It was my turn again, and now I had to fight the sniper girl.
"Oi Magenta, beat the girl for me, will yah?" Vegas shouted as I started to walk back into the arena.
"I'm not into domestic violence, but ok," I said back at him, smirking. He simply groaned at me.
"You fucking know well enough that I didn't mean that." I simply laughed at him
"I know. I know. I'll go break her legs."
"...Don't actually do that, dude."
On the right, we have Terra Citrus! Age 14, she's a student in Pharos Academy known for her excellent aim and creative uses of her custom bullets!
Cheers erupted as Claudia entered the arena. She maintained a neutral, blank expression. Her ice-blue eyes looked cold, which stood out in contrast to her orange hair, kept short with her right side longer than her left. She quietly looked at the left entrance, where I was waiting to be announced.
And on the left, we have Magenta Valentine! Age 14, the top of the first years in Signal Academy, known for the unorthodox and the unexpected moves! Devious, creative, and ruthless!
I walked out of the left entrance, and cheers were erupting from the arena once more. I looked at Claudia and smiled warmly. She simply nodded at me and started to take her stance.
Terra Citrus
[The cold and grounded Sniper]
Level: 37
Hp: 1,596/1,596
Aura: 3,856/3,856
I took mine as well, and we waited for the count down.
The fight will start in… 3!
2!
1!
Fight!
Terra immediately jumped and opened fired. The steel ball I threw whizzed past her head and landed on the floor behind her. The Aura Reinforcement (周), as well as the 「Spin」, caused the ground to shatter, forming a crater filled with loose shards of concrete.
OOooooh, looks like Magenta missed his shot! The ball is now embedded into the ground! And look at the strength he threw it at! He's definitely not going easy!
Terra wasn't just a better shot, she was also more aware of her situation. She avoided the circle of loose concrete shards without even looking, and kept on firing at where I would run to. I had to quickly turn foot, jump, and even roll as she unloaded her rifle.
She loaded a bullet into her rifle, and promptly fired at me once more.
It was mid-way through the bullet's travel when the bullet promptly burst into a net.
She was forcing me to either get trapped in the net, or avoid it and promptly take a clean hit in.
But I had the third option to choose from, the one she didn't expect.
What's this!? Magenta decided to throw his steel ball at Terra's net! I wonder what he's trying to do!?
Terra looked surprised as well, judging by her neutral expression breaking into a frown. Of course, throwing a ball may slow down the net, but one still had to dodge it.
But not this ball.
The ball was encompassed by the net, and immediately used its own friction force to its advantage, causing the nets to spin and form another layer on the steel ball.
WOOOW!? Who knew a steel ball could do that!? All it took was a throw of a ball to make the net useless!
I took the opening to my full advantage, grabbing the ball that was returning to me, met still intact, and ran towards Terra. Terra broke out of her stupor and jumped back, and I threw the steel ball at her as soon as her foot touched the floor.
She saw the ball travel at her, spinning, and she turned her waist to get out of the ball's trajectory.
BAKUUUUUUUAAAAANG!
"AAAAUUUUGH!" A feminine voice screamed out in pain.
HOLY HELL! THE BALL JUST WENT FROM A STRAIGHT TO A CURVE! IT HIT CLAUDIA RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES!
She was suffering from 3 things: Extreme headache, sudden force, and being momentarily blinded by the ball.
Terra has been inflicted with the status effect [Blind]!
Terra has been inflicted with the status effect [Vulnerable]!
She was open, and who was I not to take advantage of that.
I quickly jumped, landing on my hands with my knees to my chest, my feet pointed to her stomach. Enhanced with Aura Trade (硬) on both legs, I unloaded two push kicks at once.
Critical Hit!
"UUUUUUUURGH!"
OOOOOOOH, Magenta doesn't take it easy on his opponent, even if she's a girl! That really looked like it hurts! Sounds like it hurts too!
She doubled over, making the back of her head open for another hit. I quickly spun on my hands and lifted both my legs high up, and swung them down into two consecutive axe kicks -one quickly following the other-.
But it seemed that she had plans of her own. She hid her hands as she doubled over, and once they were shown again, two cylindrical canisters rolled around my hands.
Flashbangs.
Only one kick landed on her head as the grenades went off. I continued to swing the other leg down. It did hit her, but it wasn't her head.
The feeling of the kick looked like I hit her back, or shoulders instead. Possibly her legs. I quickly landed back on my legs and ran in a random direction.
I felt two shots dig into my left shoulder and arm, and the force lifted me off the ground before shortly having me land on my right shoulder and arm. I quickly used my momentum to start rolling on the floor, before I got back up with handsprings. My left limb was tingling, and I could feel the muscles spaz out, uncontrollable. Was she using lightning dust?
OOOOH, Magenta's finally been hit! Is this the start of Terra's comeback!? Or is this just a fluke!?
Two more shots were heard as I felt pain dig into my chest and stop. I had enough footing this time to simply skid across the concrete floor. Cards flew out of my pockets as the force caused my jacket to flutter. The force the bullets had was brutal; it was quite clear that the bullets were being assisted by gravity dust. It was more to push me back, disorient me with the force going through to my organs, than actually damage me.
And two more hits land on Magenta! It doesn't seem much, but knowing her style, I'd say this is the start of her victory!
When my sight returned, I saw Terra in front of me.
First off, she was fast. The distance between us was further than the start, and that was only under 5 seconds.
Second off, she was in a much worse state than I was. She was heaving deeply, and she looked like the axe kick dealt severe after-effects: as she was rolling her shoulders and shaking her head to get something out of her mind.
"What's the matter~," I called out to her, teeth bare as my lips were twisted into a smile. "You look like you're trying to get water out of your ear~."
Magenta is going with a casual taunt! Is he really that confident in this match!?
She simply glared at me, and held up her sniper rifle to shoot at me again. It seemed that she was backing away from me in panic, as she was now standing on the loose concrete shards.
Perfect.
I started to run left and right, avoiding her shots as best as I could. She seemed to be focused on trying to shoot at me. Under normal circumstances, she would be aware of her surroundings while still focused on me.
But she had taken heavy hits to her stomach, head, and shoulder. Even if she was protected by Aura, the force and pain would remain.
And pain, unless one was accustomed to it constantly, was a good distraction to the mind.
She seemed to have loaded her bullets with dust now, as the bullets burst into flames, winds and electricity upon contact with the ground, creating traps and hazards on the floor.
But I was the one who made them first.
I shot my Aura towards the loose shards of concrete, hiding it with Aura Concealment(隱). I shot the other end of Sticky Fingers to her left calf, and willed it to contract.
And I simply watched her eyes go wide as she started to lose balance.
What did Magenta DO!? The shards started to fly from the ground to Terra's left leg! She's losing balance!
I kicked the cards around the floor and rushed straight towards Terra, spinning on my hands and doing a sweeping kick on the back of her right leg, trying to make her stumble.
Claudia is falling on her back! What is this!? Had Magenta been planning this from the start!?
And it worked, she was caught off guard by the shards of concrete digging into her Aura, the force causing her to stumble and put more force on her right leg, which promptly backfired when I swung the back of my foot behind her knee, causing her to fall backwards.
She regained enough to roll away from my elbow strike, standing up and jumping back, firing at me.
And landing on my cards.
She really was panicking, by the looks of it.
I simply took the hits, and rushed forward, reaching out to take the returning steel ball that was in the crater. I rushed forward to her, trying to dodge the bullets with all of my might, and I went in for an uppercut to her stomach when I got close.
She tried to jump away from my kick, but 「Sticky Fingers」 wasn't going to let her.
As soon as she tried to jump, she was pulled back to the ground, thanks to Sticky Fingers sticking onto her soles when she stepped on the cards.
"Check mate~." The punch went in, and Aura Distribute (流) was a bitch and a half to experience.
"Ughuup-"Her voice escaped out of her throat as her kidney took a direct punch, the strength of the Aura equaling the amount of all four of my limbs at once.
She went down on her knees and clutched her stomach, she showed no signs of standing back up.
[You have defeated Terra Citrus!]
[You have gained 15,300 Exp!]
Unbelievable, Terra fell to her knees! And her Aura's in the red! It's Magenta's victory! What a hit!
I smiled weakly at Terra, who was still looking at the ground, heaving.
"Thanks for the fight," I said quietly, before walking out of the arena.
It was Heat and another guy's turn. While I was watching the match, a shadow loomed to the right of me.
"Hey," Ruby was the first to point and shout out. "You're that Terra girl!"
"... I'm here for Magenta."
"Oooooh, what for~?" Yang was the one that asked, a teasing tone was evident in her voice.
Terra ignored the two girls and walked up to me, I slowly broke away from Heat's fight as I turned to look at her. She extended her hands towards me.
"... Congratulations, and thanks for the fight." That's all she said as she waited for me to shake her hand.
I did without hesitation.
"You're welcome. I.. hope I didn't hit you too hard."
She smiled.
"You did."
"...Sorry."
"That's fine. It's a tournament, hits like they are meant to be thrown. I just couldn't dodge it, that's all."
My lips stretched into a thin smile.
"I just wanted to come here to say that, since I wasn't able to show you my gratitude back before."
Yang walked up behind Terra and threw her arm around the orange-haired girl's shoulder.
"Oooh, is that really all you wanted to say to Pinkie~?"
Terra ignored Yang's teasing, and simply lifted Yang's arm off her shoulders.
"Best of luck to you, Magenta."
"Likewise, I guess."
Terra turned on the balls of her foot and silently walked off.
"...Sheesh…. Party pooper." Yang said with disappointment.
"...Yang, don't tease people when you meet them for the first time." I deadpanned.
She simply shrugged her shoulders, with a smirk that showed just how little she cared.
Oooooooh, Heat is down! The victory of this Semifinals is in the hands of Bale Sprite!
We saw Heat sprawled on his back as Bale simply thanked him for the fight and left the arena.
"...Guess it's my turn now." I stood up from my seats to prepare for the fight.
"Go win this fight, Magenta!" Ruby shouted out
"Kick his butt, Pinkie!" Yang called out as well, just as excited as Ruby.
"Rip a new one for Heat!" Vegas finished the cheer with ferocity.
If I wanted to win this, I needed to use Matador Carnage to its full potential.
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ALRIGHT PEOPLE, THIS IS THE MOMENT YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR: THE ONE, THE ONLY, THE FINAAAAALES OF THE VALE REGIONAL TOURNAMENT! THIS SHALL DECIDED THIS YEAR'S CHAMPIIIIIIOOOOOOON!
On the right, we have our 2 years consecutive Vale regional tournament champion! AND HIS. NAME. IS. BALE SPRIIIIIIITE, THE BALEFUL SPIRIT!
I wonder if I would get nicknames like this when I became champion. I heard chanting coming from the crowd as Bale entered the arena.
He was a man with blonde hair like wheat. A man that was nearly the same height as me, with a very athletic build. He had a lance in his hands (The ones that were a spear with a big blade, not the jousting lance), which had an engine and other machinery on the bottom of the blade.
"BAIL, BAIL, BAIL THE FIGHT! IF YOU CAN'T STAND UP TO THE BALEFUL SPRITE!"
Jesus Christ, he even had his own chants.
And to the left, we have our challenger to the throne! You've seen him merciless, you've seen him devious! You've seen him and his mysterious semblance! And you know his name, it's MAGENTA VALENTIIIIIIIIIIINE!
I entered the arena, ready to face the champion, as I heard half the crowd cheer and half the crowd simply silent in anticipation.
Bale smiled at me cheerfully, and bowed.
"I wish you the very best!" That's all he said.
Bale Sprite
[The Vale regional 2-year champion]
Level: 47
Hp: 3,485/3,485
Aura: 3,485/3,485
"Likewise, Bale," I said to him, smiling.
His face turned serious once he readied his lance, going down to an aggressive stance. I took Matador Carnage off my back and turned it out of its compartment mode. The square box extended and unfolded itself into a giant crescent blade, as I had it on my shoulders and waited for the fight to start.
"So that's his weapon!" Ruby shouted enthusiastically in the spectators' seat. "I wonder what it turns into! I wanna see, I wanna see!"
"Calm down, sis." Yang said to Ruby, "You'll see it soon enough."
The match will start in….. 3!
2!
1!
Fight!
Bale rushed forward first: his speed was leagues above the last 2 contestants.
I swung my crescent blade around my body to strike the Lance down, using the momentum to deliver a scorpion kick to Bale's head.
Bale dodged the kick effortlessly and tackled me, pinning me to the floor. His knees were on my wrists, preventing me to try and strike back with my arms. He was lifting his lance to stab me in the sides.
Bale goes for first blood! And if Magenta's not lucky, this could be the last blood as well!
But his first mistake was letting my fingers free to move around.
I pointed my fingers to his ankles, letting 「Sticky Fingers」 do the rest. I then pointed at the ground, 10 metres away. I shot the other end of my Aura and saw the result.
It looks like Magenta not out of the fight yet! He's sending Bale flying backwards with his semblance!
Bale was flying backwards, getting his legs dragged by 「Sticky Fingers」. I immediately took this chance to leap forward, Matador Carnage in my left hand and my steel ball in my right.
I quickly threw the steel ball at Bale in a straight trajectory, and he decided to try and dodge.
BAKUUUUUUAAAAANG!
IT HAPPENED AGAIN! THE BALL HAS SUDDENLY TURNED INTO A CURVE THE MOMENT BALE TRIED TO DODGE IT!
Bale's reflexes were a lot better than the others too, he saw the ball fly into a curve and he brought his arm up to his head at a surprising speed.
The steel ball got lodged into his arm instead of his head.
That's ok, I can work with that.
Bale readied his other arm to stab me with his lance, the lance was approaching me at lightning speed.
He was fast, unnaturally fast.
But that didn't matter, so long as the steel ball was on his arm.
Now, why would Bale block his own attack!? Is this the work of Magenta's Semblance!?
His arm, the one with the steel ball 「Spinning」 into it, suddenly twisted around to strike his other wrist, causing the lance's jab to falter.
Confusion and bewilderment were washed over his face as he saw his own arm betray him. I saw his eyes quickly turn to the steel ball, and seems to have understood what happened.
I tried to throw a right cross at him, but he quickly moved his head to dodge it, without even looking. But he couldn't dodge Matador Carnage, which sliced his torso in a diagonal swinging motion.
He jumped back when I brought Matador Carnage down, keeping his eyes on me now, watching my next move. I simply lifted Matador Carnage from the concrete floor, leaving behind a small gash in the ground and a crater around it.
He moved his right hand to his left arm, touching the steel ball, possibly with the intent of removing.
What's this!? Bale's fingers are twisting into odd angles the moment he touched the ball!
He quickly pulled his hand back, flinching at the bizarre event. He quickly looked to his hand, and I used this opening to slowly 「Spin」 another steel ball, using a palm technique (the start of every great magical performance) to hide it from Bale's view.
I also saw that 「Sticky Fingers」 was still attached to his legs.
"...This is a very bizarre semblance…" That was all Bale muttered to me, sweat dripping on his forehead.
I smiled at him.
"I am often called a unique individual~."
"I can see that. You're definitely memorable, too."
"Thank you~."
"Although, while I don't like to toot my own horn, I have a few tricks of my own."
"Oh~, you do? Though I'm confident to tell you that I have more tricks up my sleeve."
"Maybe you do. But then again, it's not the size that matters, it's how you use it."
"True~."
Bale then shook his lance, the blade retracting and sliding down the engine of his weapon. The shaft of the lance retracted in to form a handle, and plates on the engine shifted and twisted to form a barrel of a rather bulky gun.
He fired the gun as I ran to him, and I saw two pellets, the size of half a cannonball, fly out of the barrel.
The pellets, travelling at a steady speed, and it was quite slow for bullets. I shifted my feet to jump out of the way.
Then the pellets suddenly started to accelerate once it travelled half the distance.
I was caught off guard by the sudden shift in speed, and I tried to dodge out of the way.
One hit me squarely in the shin.
BALE HAS STARTED TO USE HIS SEMBLANCE! HE'S GETTING SERIOUS AGAINST MAGENTA NOW!
I skidded on the floor, using my other leg to use as a brake.
"Surprised?"
"Can't say I'm not. I guess that's your semblance, huh?"
"Yeah, it's pretty obvious in what it is, unlike yours."
Acceleration. Simply, but it was deadly in the right hands. That's how he was able to swing his arms so fast.
I guess his semblance is Ruby+1.
He quickly took aim and fired, 2 pellets were going at the steady speed, then accelerating in a blink of an eye.
Even if I knew about it, it still caught me off guard. You never knew when he would activate his semblance.
But that was fine, it was time to use my own tricks.
I saw the crowd gasp in shock at what I did. Bale wasn't any different, his eyes were wide as an owl, and his mouth was ajar.
Jesus Christ, Magenta is full of TRICKS! SOMEHOW, HE MANAGED TO GET HIMSELF FLATTENED LIKE PANCAKES! HE'S DODGING THROUGH BALE'S BULLETS!
Arigato, Gyro.
The steel ball that was in my hand was now on my back. It climbed on my arm during this whole commotion, and I'm sure some of the crowd saw what I did. The rules of no interference with the punishment of disqualification was the only thing that may have kept them quiet about it.
And I'm sure they were too speechless to say anything when my body suddenly turned thin.
I quickly ran up to Bale, and managed to deliver a kick to his forearm, the one that held his lance.
BAAAAM!
Magenta has retaliated with a kick!
Good, 「Sticky Fingers」 was on his arms now. And the kick took some Aura off Bale, too.
I jumped back before he could counter, the steel ball on his arm shot back into my hand. I ran back at him after he tried to swipe me, lifting Matador Carnage up and swing it around.
Matador Carnage was twirling in my palm like a saw blade, as I unleashed an onslaught of slices.
The moment Bale tried to jump away from it, I immediately brought him back with the 「Sticky Fingers」 on his arm, the elastic and adhesive Aura acting as a leash, a restraint.
What's this, Bale has been pulled back in! He's taking all the hits!
Bale took the first few slashes, before bringing up his arms in a cross to guard himself.
His right arm was pulled out of the defensive stance thanks to 「Sticky Fingers」, and I started to focus heavily on his right shoulder, bringing down the curved blade to where the socket would be.
The moment few of hits connected, Bale brought his wrist up to fire his gun. It hit me squarely in the chest and made me fly back.
Bale finally countered! But it's not looking good for the champion! Both of them are currently in the yellow!
I landed on my two feet and skidded to a halt. I looked back at Bale, and I saw that he was a bit shaken.
"... What the hell is your semblance?"
"I magician never tells his secret. It's bad for business, you know~."
I rushed forward again, and I had a plan in my head. I quickly imbued Matador Carnage with the 「Spin」 and threw it at him.
I rolled to the side and saw me empty-handed.
He didn't charge in though, since he knew about my steel balls.
He simply unloaded pellets after pellets at me, waiting to see what I would do.
I simply raised both of my hands, leaving my entire head and body vulnerable between them.
"Let me show you a magic trick~." I said nonchalantly, as if the pellets were invisible to me.
"I'm going to make these bullets…."
The bullets whizzed between my hands, soaring to my head and body.
"...stop in mid-air!"
And true to my words, the bullets, even with the acceleration from Bale's Semblance, stopped just an inch away from my body.
Magenta has stopped the bullets from reaching him! The bullets are just floating mid-air! Are we really dealing with a normal student!?
The bullets were caught in 「Sticky Fingers」 and were threatening to rebound back to their owner any second.
"Here, I'll give these back to you!"
The pellets promptly shot back towards Bale, who was momentarily stunned by the act. He rolled to the side to dodge them, and was now off the ground.
That's all I needed.
SHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIING!
BZZZZZZZZZZZCRRAAAAUUUCK!
MAGENTA'S WEAPON! IT'S-
Matador Carnage flew into Bale's back the moment he was back on the ground, digging into him like a giant wheel of death.
Thanks to the 「Spin」, and 「Sticky Fingers」, Matador Carnage was returning back into my hand, and Bale was simply in the smack damn middle of the trajectory.
IT'S IN BALE'S BACK!
He was stunned, and the force from the giant circular blade was causing him to be pushed in my direction.
I quickly dealt him a high kick to the chin.
He was vulnerable now.
Matador Carnage spun around Bale's back, leaving behind severe damage to his Aura.
I twisted the middle section of the hand the moment it came back into my hand.
Bale was staggering, and it was time for the coup de grace.
Matador Carnage shifted into a battle axe, and I lifted it over my shoulders, and used all of my weight to swing it down to Bale's head.
Bale looked up to see the blade in front of his eyes.
And that's all he saw.
The blade hit Bale straight into the ground, lodging his head into the concrete floor.
His Aura, depleted completely, was just enough to protect him from any fatal damage.
But Bale lost the match either way.
[You defeated Bale Sprite!]
[You have gained 20,500 Exp!]
[You have gained (1) level!]
BALE HAS LOST THE MATCH! HIS AURA IS COMPLETELY DEPLETED! IT'S THE RISE OF A NEW CHAMPION, THIS YEAR'S WINNER OF THE VALE REGIONAL TOURNAMENT IIIIIIISSSSSS MAGENTA VALENTINE!
There were cheers erupting in waves from the crowd.
I did it.
I won.
I was the Vale regional tournament champion.
And now I had to do this 3 more times.
...
...Shhhiiit.
... This was going to be a pain in the ass.
Goal Cleared!
Objective: Become Champion of the Vale regional tournament
Reward: +800 Fame, Title: [Vale Regional Champion], 67,000 Exp
You have gained 67,000 Exp!
You have gained (3) levels!
You have gained +800 Fame! People in Vale have watched your fight, and saw your performance! People in Vale will now recognize you, Heat, and Vegas! You have gained admiration from fellow students and other people in Remnant!
You have gained the Title: [Vale Regional Champion]! You are now recognized as the new champion! You're devious wits and your awesome performance has set you up as a formidable fighter!
Magenta Valentine
Age: 13
Title: [The Pink Prodigy], [The Magenta Magician], [Signal Initiate], [Top of Signal], [Heir to the Dancer], [Casino Crew], [Vidarr the Second], [Vale Regional Champion]
Level: 50
Hp: 2,863/2,863
Aura: 5,989/5,989
Vajra: [Locked]
Str: 108 (77 + 45%)
Vit: 56 (40 + 40%)
Dex: 108 (77 + 45%)
Mnt: 22
Int: 144 (80 + 80%)
Wis: 144 (80 + 80%)
Chr: 24 (19 + 25%)
50 Points
Well, I don't feel like I'm going to be losing any fights in this tournament.
Yo Guys, I'm a bit stuck and I want your guys' opinion.
Should the next chapter be 3 years later, and have the 4 year champion thing done and dusted so that he can fight Roman Torchwick with Ruby and finally go to fucking Beacon, or do you guys want the 3 individual finale fights and Magenta hanging out with his friends in between the fights, and make that the whole chapter?
Let me know in the review and I'll do the one that had the most votes.