Arc 4 - Creating the most powerful Sect in the World

Clear sky.

Edeon ,Briale Kingdom, Yellow County, within the Azura City.

An sixteen or seventeen old boy with long red hair dressed in exquisitely tailored red robe. He was currently standing on top of a cliff. His golden eyes were gazing towards the Azura city that was below him.

His eyes were very calm and steady, the sun was hitting his face flashing his white pale skin. He let out a deep sigh and took out a blade.

A short, slim, curved blade made of titanium is held by a grip wrapped in ordinary, white crocodile leather.

The razor-sharp point makes this weapon the best choice if you want to pierce, prick, puncture and perforate your enemies.

The blade has a jagged, curled cross-guard, offering plenty of protection to the owner's hands and thus his or her life. The crossguard has a jeweled snake head on each side, a unique design for a unique weapon. A wide pommel is engraved with the sword maker's symbol, a symbol one can be proud of.

The blade itself is simple. No markings can be found, but the blade will surely be decorated in battle.

The young man started to move his blade and started to thrust. With each thrust, the young let out an shh sound.

~Swish! ~Swish! ~Swish!

With every thrust the young man made a slight boom could be heard from the air around the sword. The young man kept on thrusting his blade faster and faster.

Every time the blade moved faster the boom sound got louder and louder.

Suddenly after thrusting for the 1000th time one shadow after another appeared creating a series of shadows that made the air itself to tremble and vibrate.

~Swish! ~Swish! ~Swish!

With every thrust that the young made now over 10 shadows followed creating a series of booms.

The young man didn't stop and moved his blade faster and faster, everything before the young man started to turn black due to the shadows that were left behind when the young man retracted his blade to thrust forward again.

The young man continued thrusting.

2,000 times.

4,000 times.

8,000 times.

20,000 times.

At this point, a small sweat could be seen on the young man's forehead but he didn't look tired at all so he kept on thrusting his blade over and over again.

As he kept thrusting the sound the blade and the shadows made decreased slowly.

~Swish! ~Swish! ~Swish!

The young man didn't even stop once, he kept on going and going with his thrust.

....

After his 100,000th time of thrusting the young man started panting and more sweat could be seen running down his face and body, his robe was soaked and yet the young man didn't stop thrusting.

The previous boom that came from his blade could no longer be heard and after 10 more thrust without any explosions did the young man stop and look at his blade.

A smile could be seen on the young man's face as he sat down in a lotus position and closed his eyes. The young man started to absorb the sword energy around him.

....

After the sun went down did the young man open his eyes, a slight light ran through his golden eyes.

He looked up and saw that the sun went down, he sat up. He looked down in his own clothes and frowned, he just smelled that the sweat has already dried on the clothes making it smell really bad.

This young man was none other than Vlad.

~Vlad PoV~

"I smell like shit," I mumbled and turned into my draconic form ripping my clothes apart, I took out a new set of robes and put them own before flapped my wings and turned into a ray of light heading straight down towards the Azura City.

The Azura city was built amidst the dry grasses of a simple savanna and is truly a gorgeous marvel. Its uniqueness is matched by the backdrop of an abundance of hills which have helped shape the city to what it is today.

The materials these hills brought were of great importance, but they were also influential when it came to architectural designs as the vast majority of buildings have been built with many round shapes and wide sizes, similar to the fields around them.

The skyline is crowded with giant skyscrapers and there is no place on Obela with anything like this. Trade is at an all time high in Azura city and it has attracted a lot of attention. Many different cultures have left their mark not just on the city's history, but also of the city's identity. What historically was a city of little contrast has grown into a multicultural hub.

The population of the city was no more than 100,000 in numbers so compared to how large the city was they had a lot of space.

I stopped moving once I appeared over a castle in the middle of the city.

Nine thin, square towers piercing the sky are the first you'll see of this castle and are connected by big, wide walls made of dark gray stone.

Elegant windows are scattered generously across the walls in a seemingly random pattern, along with small holes for archers and artillery.

A vast gate with enormous metal doors, a regular bridge, and hot oil pots give a safe place to rest in this forest stronghold and it's the only way in, at least without taking down the castle walls.

Inside the castle there was grass and flowers decorated around the place, it looked very peaceful. There were humanoid creatures walking around the place.

The moment the humanoid creatures saw me landing on the ground they all bowed and said: "Lord." In unison and I nodded making my way inside the castle.

As I made my way inside the castle I was met with more and more humanoid creatures, some of them were of the same race while the other were not, they all bowed and greeted me and I nodded back.

After walking for a while I came to the door that leads to the City lord's room.

I pushed the wooden doors and went inside the room.

A huge table was in the middle of the room and in the main seat sat a young man. He looked to be about 25-27 years old, his looks were above average and he was tall with a height of 205cm, he had on a robe which was similar to the one I had on, he had short black hair with brown eyes.

This young male was precisely the lord of a territory encompassing over 100 square kilometers: Marquess Floyd!