Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

With all the procedures complete, Aengus was assigned a luxurious residence—a privilege granted only to Supreme Talents, one that few could even dream of attaining. However, Aengus showed little interest in the extravagance surrounding him.

This space, as grand as it was, mattered little to him compared to his pressing concerns. Tomorrow, his Special Class was scheduled, but for now, he focused on strategizing his next moves.

His first priority was to gather detailed information about Bella and Aria, and Olivia's group was the key to that. If Olivia and the others were still alive, it meant that not much time had passed—or so he hoped.

Still, he couldn't be certain. The concept of time, especially after all he had endured, felt elusive and distorted. Each moment was an enigma he struggled to comprehend, adding an unsettling edge to his already determined mindset.

He leaned back, letting his thoughts flow freely, formulating plans and contingencies. Tomorrow, he would begin to solve his confusions in Tiamat Academy.

But before anything else, Aengus needed to gather some basic information about Tiamat Academy.

Night fell, and half of the World of Tiamat plunged into darkness. Yet, the vibrant neon lights flickering across various places revealed the Academy's bustling nightlife. The liveliness of the campus seemed unending, as students and teachers mingled in a world of learning and power.

Aengus secretly slipped out of his residence, leaving a clone behind to maintain appearances. Adopting the disguise of a random male passerby, he blended seamlessly into the Academy's bustling environment. He needed to gather information beyond what Manas could provide, a task requiring stealth and observation.

The entire planet was dedicated to the Academy, a territory so vast it defied imagination. From the countless habitable planets across the galaxy, students and teachers of innumerable lifeforms converged here, all with a singular purpose: the study and mastery of Laws to attain power.

As Aengus explored, he pieced together details about the structure of Laws within the Academy. They were divided into clear 4 ranks, reflecting their complexity and significance:

Basic Laws: Illusion, Mist, Mind, Healing, and similar foundational powers.

Elemental Laws: Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Wood, Metal, Thunder, Light, and Darkness—building blocks of the natural world.

Supreme Laws: Space, Time, and Gravity—rarest and most difficult to comprehend.

Ultimate Laws: Life and Death—the pinnacle of understanding, surpassing all others.

Each Law required not only innate talent but also immense dedication to progress. Walking through the glowing streets, Aengus saw a mix of students, some practicing their techniques openly while others engaged in lively discussions about their studies and aspirations.

The Academy was clearly more than an institution; it was a vibrant world filled with ambition, competition, and secrets.

Aengus walked through a market street, where a lot of students were present in groups. Their conversations, though hushed, were tinged with curiosity and envy.

"Hey, did you hear?" one of the students whispered eagerly.

"Heard what?" another asked, leaning closer.

"News has it that another Supreme Talent got admitted with a 96% score. How incredible is that?"

"S-Supreme Talent?" someone stammered in disbelief.

"Oh, is that true?"

"Yes, he's a lucky fellow..."

"Tch, surely he had it easy," a disgruntled voice muttered. "We had to go through hellish tests on Wild Planets just to earn a chance to be admitted here after so much hardship. And he? Just a simple test with wooden dummies.."

"Hehe, what else can we do?" another chimed in, his tone resigned. "We have only basic Law Cores. See how big the gap is. Supreme Talents deserve those privileges, surely. It's useless being jealous about it. We're just mud compared to them."

"Yeah, but you haven't told us his name yet, man."

"Oh, blurp… hehe, I forgot," the first student chuckled, clearly drunken. "His name is Zyth Myth or something. The Seven esteemed Elders personally examined him, they said."

"The Seven Elders? Then it must be true, brothers. I am curios to see his face now..."

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At the mention of his alias, Aengus' lips curled into a faint smirk. Blending into the market and observing their reactions from a distance, he noted the mix of awe, jealousy, and admiration in their voices.

"So, my presence is already causing waves," he mused. "Interesting."

After walking for some time, Aengus passed through the bustling market streets and arrived near a luxurious restaurant. The enticing aroma of delicacies filled the air, but his attention was fixed elsewhere—on a group of girls seated near a corner.

Among them was Olivia, his supposed slave, chatting and laughing with her friends, seemingly without a care in the world.

Aengus stepped into the restaurant with an air of confidence that seemed to demand respect without words. The guard at the entrance, initially hesitant, found himself allowing Aengus to pass, as if resisting the young man's presence was an impossible thought.

The manager, observing from a distance, raised an eyebrow in curiosity but decided against questioning Aengus. There was something about him—an intangible authority—that made one think twice before intervening.

Dressed in simple white shirt and black pant, Aengus' unusual unfitting appearance caught the attention of several patrons.

Though most of them were students and human. Their glances ranged from disdain to caution, sensing the faint aura of power emanating from him.

Without hesitation, Aengus approached the group of girls, his steps calculated, his eyes locked on Olivia, whose laughter faded the moment she sensed his presence.

"Hello, Olivia," Aengus greeted, his faint smile carrying a hint of mischief.

Olivia looked up at the stranger, her brow furrowing as she scrutinized his face. The man seemed familiar, yet she couldn't place him.

"Who are you?" she asked, confusion evident in her tone.

Her friends exchanged glances, equally puzzled by the sudden interaction.

Aengus didn't respond immediately. Instead, his eyes flashed briefly, an imperceptible wave of energy brushing against Olivia's mind.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

In that instant, memories she had buried deep resurfaced—the figure that haunted her dreams, the presence that instilled both fear and awe. It was him.

Her breath caught, her heart racing. She realized now why she could never speak of that encounter, why her attempts to confide in others always fell short. A mysterious force shackled her thoughts, preventing her from revealing the truth.

He was her master. She was his slave. The realization weighed on her chest like a boulder, suffocating yet inescapable.