3: One has to be Dramatic

Under the blackness of nighttime, I move into the woods. I close my eyes and concentrate, then open it again. The net of white light is visible in front of me which is compressing and expanding in every moment of time.

One thing I found out in the span of 8 years is that everything living or non-living cause some kind distortions in the net but only living has balls of light surrounding them. As ones, strength increases these distortions decreases and the balls of light in their surrounding increases. The type of distortions one produces can even tell the nature or state of its mind. If one is calm and free from any kind emotions their distortion will be in perfect harmonic motion whereas if one is panic, angry, sad, happy or show some kind of emotion the distortions changes and sends some particular kind waves in the surrounding. The distortions produced by each individual is unique and has particular characteristic and properties. I also found that I can track anyone if I record the type of distortions they generally produce and are not very far away from me.

It was not very difficult to trace the location of a group of bandits due to emotions of greed and malice they usually have.

The torches were lit up. I hid behind the tree and watch as bandits leader distributed their recent loot. Looks like they have successfully assaulted a merchant caravan and are planning to have a feast. There are 15 minions, 1 boss, and 3 prisoners. I recorded the distortions created by each individual and start my master plan.

Rule#5

5. Always be dramatic.

-Bandits leader POV -

Waller Danger is really in good mood. It was not because he and his gang have just now looted a big party and even capture some good ransom stuff but because he finally got his hands on Knight realm cultivation technique. God knows for how many years he was stuck in Silver warrior rank3 and now he can finally break through and become a Knight realm cultivator. He will expand his gang, take control of nearby villages and put pressure on royalty to grant him a noble title.

"Today we toast to our bright future....." as he was about to finish his words and raise his drink, he heard a loud noise from behind. He turns around and found that one his man which was guarding the prisoners and the prisoners were missing, only remain was his sword which was lying on the ground and some rope pieces tied to the tree.

He quickly unsheathes his sword, suddenly all the torches blew up, the woods darken and moonlight bleach the surrounding with a shade of blue. This alert all the men in the group, they hold their swords close to their chest and take up defense position.

Waller saw a black shadow pass beside him, he turns around and found out his right mate was gone. One by one by shouts of his men kept coming to his ears.

"AAh"

"Noo.."

He picks up the nearby torch and lit it up and what he saw shocked him more.

He was standing in the middle of an empty ground and all his men are lying on the ground forming a circle around him. Their hands and feet are tied by ropes and mouths are tied by cloths. Everything in the camp was gone, their loot was gone, food was gone and even the chairs and tables on which they were sitting was gone. He can see they all were conscious and were struggling like a fish out of the water. He wanted to reach toward them and free them but suddenly a black face with glowing eyes appears in front of him. He unconsciously took a step back and stumbles on the ground, the torch blew up again and darkness covered his vision. He musters up his courage, stands up and then lit the torch again, but the black face and all his men disappear like it was all an illusion. The camp was still there, the loot was still there, the food and even the forks, in the same position as they were left.

The black shadow once again passed by him. He waves his sword with all his might but there was nothing but air. Sweat was rolling down his face. He has never faced something like this. The man or the thing has no aura. He cannot even feel any bit of spiritual energy from him. He was like an ordinary mortal without any cultivation or magic, but how can an ordinary do something like this or create such advance illusion.

"Who is there, Come out", He shouted with all might of his Silver warrior rank3 cultivation. He had never felt such a fear. A strong wind blew and darkness regained his sense.

"Fear, such a prominent thing...." a deep and dark voice eco in the surrounding making him shudder.

The light of moon falls on him with a shadow of a man zooming on his face. He saw a figure wearing a full body black armor and a cape is standing in front of him. His eyes are glowing blue and his cape is fluttering in the air giving him a gothic look.

The figure has no aura and no spiritual energy but he knew, he can't underestimate him. He gathers every bit of qi into his sword and uses his skill 'Spirit burst sword slash' for which he was famous. The figure tilts his head a little and dodges his attack by just a margin of hair. He did not stop and attack again and again but the figure always managed to dodge his attack, for him, it was like seeing a child playing with a sword. The figure raises his hand and holds the oncoming sword between his two fingers and then his glowing eyes blink for a second.

Never before in his life, he felt such a spiritual energy. He as a Silver warrior rank3 has met Knight realm cultivators before but this type of type of aura and energy cannot be explained in the ranks of a Knight, it is only possible if a cultivator of King or above realm is standing in front from him.

"Those who build their future on the ashes one day ends up in the ashes," the figure said in a deep tone.

"Who are you..?". He asks in a trembling voice.

"I am ..." the figure bends towards him.

"NOO...."

A white light covers the whole world.

-Mob Soldier POV-

I have recently come under Duke Astrye command and was on a mission to escort him to the capital. In the way, we were given the order to search nearby region and find clues on bandits group.

I consider myself very lucky to able to get my first assignment with young master Lucian Astrye. My fellows praise him and told me to not get too much exited before meeting him, but how can I not.

He is a prodigy, at the age of 13 he was able to cultivate up to Silver warrior rank2 and regarded as future King realm powerhouse. Well, compared to his elder sister Kayla Astrye who at the age of 15 become a Magus and younger sister Eona Astrye who at the age 5 can control both qi and magic, he gets much less attention but for me, he is still my favorite.

We were riding our horse towards the route where bandits are last spotted. Young Master Lucian is leading our regiment. As we were moving a beam of white light emerges from the woods and rush towards the sky painting the world white for a moment.

I was shocked, I can feel spiritual pressure lingering in the air. The air was trembling itself and shockwaves was spreading like ripples in the water. I know whoever in this world can produce such a spiritual shock was a far bigger threat than bandits

We were worried, the spiritual shock has even made the horses scared. Young master took the command and told us that Sir Duke should have felt that shockwave and will be coming in this direction until then it was necessary to secure the location of the incident

We move into the woods and found out three people were lying on the ground. One man, woman, and a child. Their clothes were tattered but they don't have any sign of injury.

We came to know that the man is a merchant and is traveling to his home village with his family. On their way, they were attacked by a group of bandits. The leader does not kill them as he was related to village chief and can be used for a ransom. They were tied to a tree but then do not know how they end up here.

We move toward the location of the origin of the shockwave. I walk behind the group, holding my spear in attack position, and ready for any uncertainties. We reach toward the location of the shockwave and I can't believe what I saw. All the bandits were tied to the trees and their mouths were tied with clothes. Their faces tell that they have just fought the biggest battle of their life. Then my vision stopped at a large man who was lying at the center of ground with a blue glowing circle on his forehead. People, many times tell me that I have no General Knowledge and I am not suitable to live in this world but I have enough General Knowledge to identify this bandit when came in front of my vision.

"WALLER DANGER" I shouted loudly.

-Back to the hero-

I sigh. I am seriously not happy with the decision I made today. I should have given myself more time. I should have researched and listened to my brain, not my heart.

Tears roll down my cheek as I remember the face of the bandit. I remember his voice was trembling and fear was visible in his blue eyes when he was looking towards me.

I started crying by just thinking about what I have done. This is the first time for me in my both lives.

"I should have...I should have.."

'I should have told him my superhero name'

How could I forget the warning.

Warning#1

1. Using Public opinion to create a superhero name can end up in a disaster

What if people consider me evil and give me a villain name.

What if people do not understand my costume.

What if people do not understand my superpowers.

Everything could go wrong with my one choice. This is a bigger threat than a meteor fall or an alien attack. My whole future will be destroyed and I will just become a comedian.

Now I think 'Black Armor Super Duper Magic Man' was better than public opinion.

I cried more loudly as I thought about my foolishness.

"Don't worry child everything will be fine" a sweet voice ring into my years.

I instantly wipe my tears and got up in defense position. I look around and found my defense shields are still intact and no has breached my parameter.

There was a warm feeling around my chest. I check and found out that my necklace was glowing in a green light.