"What are you saying, boy?! Don’t you get too cocky simply because you have defeated 5 weak boys that has barely even uncovered how to wield their nen ability!"
The old dean raged and released a fraction of his aura.
"DING!" A depression field covered his imdiate vicinity and shattered the table between them. Its bits and pieces turned to dust in an instant and flew out to the side.
What was amazing to note was that our very own protagonist was calmly sitting there unaffected by all the current ruckus.
"Impressive. You really do have the capital to be proud. If my guess is correct, you have already reached the First Stage of Nen Mastery. The Gates of Revelation.
It’s sothing that only seniors could ever hope to achieve and yet most of them still fail to do so in the end. You boy are a true genius!" The old Dean praised.
He stopped releasing his power and appraised our bored gar with fresh eyes. It did not take him long to determine sothing vital at this mont.
"Forget those 5 idiots. Co to class tomorrow and let handle all your problems. You are dismissed, my dear Luka." The old dean said and picked his phone nearby.
He called soone and imdiately got busy with sothing else.
He was both excited at the prospects of landing a great prodigy in his university that he was willing to beco a patron of our very own protagonist.
"Hmmmm..." Clark rely nodded as if nothing important has happened to him whatsoever. Had the old dean used greater force then he would had no doubt taught the old boy a lesson of a lifeti.
Alas, our good gar has been underestimated quite easily. Nevertheless, this misunderstanding could prove beneficial for him in the long run since his cover would not be blown prematurely today.
* * *
Sowhere in Dinard City, a father was fuming at the ears. He could not believe what he heard at all.
"This isn’t right! Our family would lose face in front of the others! I don’t like it at all!" The father complained openly.
"You don’t have to like it in order to believe it. This is what we should do. Else we lose more than just our faces in consequence.
It is folly to offend that old monster in Mountain Oak just for a silly children’s fight. Accept it and move on, Sam." Another person convinced.
"..." The father went silent after that. This father was of course a relative of 1 of the 5 victims of our good gar. He swore that he would get payback soday. Revenge was best served cold after all.
And so just like that, one year quickly passed by without any big ruffles for our good gar. He attended school, aced all his classes and made a comfortable life for his family thus far.
All things considered, he was rather happy with what he had achieved. If truth be told, he would have loved nothing more but to sleep and just let his shadow slave do all the work for him.
He would wake up when the universe was under his na already and that would take away all the boredom he would felt in the interval.
Alas, he had a family to take care of and so he needed to be present in their lives. So this choice of being passive was not at all in his list at all.
"It’s really not easy to have a family to take care of." Our bored gar sighed for the umpteenth ti.
"Anyways, I think it’s high ti that I begin to spice up my life a bit." He decided right then and there.
He was already in his second year in college and yet he had yet to make any aningful relationships outside of his family at ho. He did not even have real friends to begin with.
Nonetheless, it was not surprising for him to get a lot of admirers because of what he did in the past.
"That’s the rciless newbie!"
"Hey, Luka! Can we get an autograph?"
"Can you please sign it here... just right above the navel area." Students in the campus were truly weird sotis.
The geeks and nerd had made camp by his side and they were all of them benefited from the act.
Our bored gar had lost count of how many bullies he had disposed of during the 1 year of his stay alone in campus. He did not relish inflicting pain but it was an effective way to while the ti away fast.
Our good gar did just that and he got himself a hefty notoriety in the campus because of that. It was about ti that our avid gar would add more flavour to his stay on this world.
"Look who we got? It’s Luka fucking Granger!" An excited boy announced to his friends.
"Shhhh... I hear that guy is easy to anger. Let’s not offend that dark star at all cost." Another advised his peers.
They were all of them already seniors and yet they still choose to stay ways away from our very own protagonist.
One should know that he had beaten seniors from year before and had not lost even once to anybody.
He was cruel in his ways that all who encountered him would always lose limbs or eyes after the engagent. There was never an unscarred victim that fell to him after a battle.
Every one of his opponents would get traumatized for life. And what was more than unusual was that his violence was extrely indiscriminate. He would use a hard hand towards n and won alike.
No one was considered above him. Thus, the rciless newbie was akin to the devil himself in campus. A lot of students were wondering why such a nace was allowed to roam free in the first place.
It did not take them long to find out that our bored gar probably has a strong backer behind him.
"Good morning, class! Today, we’re going to discuss about the Blood Continent and its present danger towards humanity in general." A teacher arrived and started her topic for the day.
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