Extra's Magic



Thud... Thud...

I heard somebody knocking on my apartment's door aggressively and was forced to leave my slumber.

"..."

Growling, I got up from the bed and quickly walked toward the door, clenching my fist and rubbing my eyes.

Whoever disturbed me, if it wasn't important, I'll punch them.

Click...

As soon as the door opened, I flinched seeing a fist coming straight at my face. It was supposed to be the other way around!

Thud...

I staggered backward, lost for words as I looked at the man standing in front of me.

"What the fuck man?!"

I growled realizing that it was Oscar, who punched me. Lifting my fists I wanted to lunge at him, however, I didn't intend to send him flying.

Thud...

I struck him back, and we both stared at each other fiercely for a moment, studying each other's expressions.

"Where the fuck have you been?"

Oscar asked me with a slightly angry expression, quickly adding.

"You've been gone for the entire 4 days! There was even a funeral for you."

Looking straight into his eyes, I tried to decipher if he was joking or telling the truth. However, seeing that he was dead serious, I...

"Hahaha... Funeral?! Well, it seems I am dead."

...couldn't help, but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. I felt touched that Oscar cared about me, but I knew I couldn't tell him where I had been for the past four days.

"Wait... Wait... Wait!"

Seeing him approaching with his fists raised high, I backed away, avoiding his blows.

Whoosh...

We kept exchanging punches for a few more minutes until we both exhausted ourselves and panted heavily.

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"Nice to see you are alive..."

Oscar said sarcastically, still catching his breath. His brown eyes scanned my appearance before heaving a sigh.

"Did you get stronger again?"

I noticed his eyes lingering on my build which suggested that he might've noticed the slight changes in my physique.

"Yes..."

Nodding my head, I slowly rose from the floor, dusting off my clothes and picking up my Katana that I'd left on the old wooden desk.

"Do you want to spar?"

***

While Oscar went to change his clothing, I went directly to the practice area, unsheathing my Katana and practicing a few swings.

Since I've just woken up my body was a bit sore, but it was nothing that couldn't be worked through with some warm-up exercises.

"..."

Whilst I practiced my Sword Style, I noticed that some students were glancing at me. It was also mostly women...

"Status..."

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𝗡𝗮𝗺𝗲: [ 𝗔𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻 ]

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤: [ 𝐅+ ]

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡: 𝐅

𝗔𝗴𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆: 𝐄-

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮: 𝐅+

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐚: 𝐄+

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦: 𝐄+

<-- 𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 -->

[ 𝗦𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝘆 --> 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐄 ]

𝗔 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽.

[ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐦 --> 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐀 ]

𝐁𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤, 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝟏𝟓%.

[ 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 --> 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐁 ]

𝐀 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲.

<-- 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 -->

[ 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞  [ ★★ ] --> 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲 ]

𝐀 𝐒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝.

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Looking at my Charm, I felt a small smile forming on my lips. Although I was still aiming to be one of the background characters that doesn't gain any attention, it was a good feeling to know that my body had the potential to be handsome.

I still look sickly and malnourished but with enough time and effort, I'd eventually become someone of formidable appearance.

"I could also wear a mask..."

Swinging my Katana in a wide arc, I thought. There were times when whilst playing the game you had to equip the protagonists with masks, so they wouldn't be recognized by their outstanding features.

Rose preferred to do so, that's the main reason why she wore a Disguise Cloak in Helixia.

"Okay, I'm here..."

I was pulled out of my thoughts as Oscar entered the arena, holding the same spear with a silver spearhead that he always used.

"You ready?"

Gripping my Katana's hilt tightly, I asked and seeing Oscar nod in response, I lunged forward with a quick strike, deciding to first test the waters with a feint to gauge his current strength.

Clank...

However, Oscar deftly parried my feint, his spear meeting my katana with a resounding clash. He countered with a swift jab towards my chest, but I sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the attack. The intensity of our spar began to escalate as we traded blows with increasing speed and precision.

Boom...

I blocked a powerful strike from Oscar, feeling the impact reverberate through my arm. I retaliated with a series of quick slashes, aiming for his legs. Oscar leaped backward, avoiding my strikes, but I followed up with a spinning kick, aiming to knock him off balance.

Thud...

My boot connected with Oscar's thigh, causing him to stagger for a moment. Seizing the opportunity, I lunged forward with a flurry of attacks, my katana slicing through the air with a sharp swish. Oscar skillfully parried each strike, his spear deflecting the blade with expert precision.

Swinging my katana overhead, I delivered a powerful downward strike, aiming for Oscar's shoulder. He blocked it with his spear, but I used the momentum to execute a quick spin, momentarily letting go of my weapon and delivering a punch towards his midsection.

My fist connected, and Oscar grunted in response, but he swiftly retaliated with a swift strike of his own, catching me off guard. The tip of his spear grazed my arm, leaving a shallow cut as a reminder to stay focused.

We continued our fierce exchange, our movements becoming a blur of strikes, blocks, and evasions. The sound of metal clashing filled the air as our weapons collided time and again, creating sparks that illuminated the practice area.

Clank... Boom... Thud...

The rhythm of our fight echoed through the room as we pushed each other to the limits of our abilities. Sweat poured down my brow, my muscles aching with the exertion, but the adrenaline coursing through my veins kept me going.

The clash of our weapons intensified as we unleashed a flurry of attacks, our bodies moving in a synchronized dance of combat. I spun on my heel, performing a spinning back kick, aiming to catch Oscar off guard.

Thwack!

My heel collided with his abdomen, causing him to grunt in pain and stumble backward. I quickly followed up with a swift slash of my katana, aiming for his exposed flank.

Clank...

However, Oscar managed to raise his spear just in time, deflecting my strike with precision. His counterattack came swiftly, as he thrust his spear forward, aiming for my chest.

I twisted my body, narrowly avoiding the deadly tip of his weapon. As I evaded his attack, I seized the opportunity to strike back, launching a powerful roundhouse kick toward his ribs.

Smack!

My foot connected solidly with his side, causing him to wince in pain. But Oscar wasn't one to be deterred easily. He swiftly recovered and retaliated with a rapid series of thrusts and slashes, forcing me into a defensive stance.

"You are using your legs way too much!"

He growled in between his breaths, while creating a barrage of spear strikes that forced me backward.

As the spar continued, our movements became more fluid and calculated. Each clash of our weapons reverberated through the air, creating a symphony of steel. Oscar's spear danced with deadly precision, while I countered with agile swordplay.

Clank...

I blocked a powerful thrust from Oscar, feeling the impact resonate through my arms. I swiftly retaliated with a spinning maneuver, my katana sweeping in an arc towards his side. Oscar sidestepped just in time, narrowly evading the blade.

Our eyes locked, determination burning in both of us. We circled each other, searching for openings, our breaths heavy with exertion. The practice area seemed to fade away as we focused solely on each other, the world reduced to the clash of weapons and the desire to outmaneuver our opponent.

Thud... Whoosh...

Oscar launched a series of lightning-fast strikes, his spear a blur of movement. I deflected each attack with precise parries, countering with swift slashes and thrusts of my own. Our blades clashed repeatedly, sparks flying as the sheer force of our blows met in a clash of strength.

Suddenly, Oscar spun on his heel, sweeping his spear low in an attempt to trip me off balance. I leaped over the weapon, my body twisting in mid-air, and landed with a controlled grace. Taking advantage of the opening, I thrust forward, aiming to strike his exposed back.

Clank!

But Oscar had anticipated my move, swiftly spinning around and deflecting my attack with his spear. He retaliated with a powerful strike, his weapon arcing towards my head. I instinctively brought up my katana to block, the impact vibrating through my arms.

With a burst of energy, I pushed back, engaging Oscar in a fierce exchange once again. Our movements became more intricate, our strikes faster and more precise. The intensity of our spar was palpable, as if the very air around us crackled with electricity.

"You've really improved..."

Oscar muttered, making the spear disappear as if he was done with the spar. Although I could still see flames burning in his eyes, we both knew that any more than this would make this into a real fight.

"I can't say the same about you..."

I smirked but got a fist as a reward.

"So... anyways, what's good?"

Scratching my hurting forehead, I spoke whilst looking at the other students sparring with each other.

"Oh nothing... Just a few unrelated news, like princess finding a Compatible Person's identity and stuff similar..."

It was Oscar's time to smile as he saw my face pale.