Chapter 38 THE DARK DESCENDANT

'What sort of title is that? And why did the system picked him up as an opponent?' Kaelen thought with a confused look on his face. During the time Kaelen was about to get into the orientation building of the Pace Setter Academy for internal students, he had a battle with a group of seniors who were already internal students, but the system didn't identify them as opponents, it didn't even come online throughout the time Kaelen was in that situation. 'Hmm... Strange' Kaelen thought as he continued to lay down on the forest floor lazilywith his eyes closed in an attempt to get his endurance and strength back. ... Kelvin, the gothic kid, fled through the dense underbrush of Veilwood Forest, his heart pounding in his chest. The pardon he got from Kaelen had left him seething with rage and humiliation. His dark uniform was torn and stained, a stark reminder of his defeat. "Don't you just worry Kaelen, my time will come" Branches and leaves whipped past him as he ran, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. The forest seemed to conspire against him, its shadows deepening and the path growing more treacherous with each step. But Kelvin pressed on, determined to put as much distance between himself and Kaelen as possible. "Ahh!!" In his haste, Kelvin failed to notice the subtle signs of danger—an uneven patch of ground, a slight indentation hidden beneath the foliage. His foot came down on the disguised trap, and before he could react, the ground gave way beneath him. With a startled cry, Kelvin tumbled into the hidden hole, his hands clawing at the air in a desperate attempt to grasp something solid. The fall was swift and brutal, the darkness swallowing him whole. He hit the bottom with a painful thud, the impact jarring every bone in his body. Boom!! 'Wha_What just happened?' For a moment, Kelvin lay still, dazed and disoriented. The air was cool and damp, the silence oppressive. Pain radiated through his limbs, but he forced himself to sit up, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He glanced around, his eyes struggling to adjust to the dim light filtering in from above. The hole was deep, the walls smooth and slick, making escape seem impossible. Kelvin cursed under his breath, his frustration mounting. "Great," he muttered, his voice echoing faintly. "Just what I needed." "It seems like you still don't believe me, why don't I show you something?" In the next moment, an orb suddenly materialized right on the palm of the silhouette. In the oppressive darkness of the hole, the silhouette raised it's hand, and an eerie transformation began to take place. From the depths of it's palm, a strange orb materialized, glowing with a sinister, other worldly light. The orb was an unsettling mix of swirling colors, predominantly black and crimson, pulsing with a rhythm that seemed to echo the heartbeat of the very shadows themselves. The orb floated just above the Draniç's hand, casting a ghastly illumination that revealed more of it's malevolent form. The light from the orb accentuated the darkness surrounding the figure, making the shadows dance and flicker with a life of their own. The energy emanating from the orb was palpable, a tangible force that made the air hum with a low, ominous vibration. "Wha_What is that?" Kelvin, lying helpless at the bottom of the hole, felt a wave of dread was over him as the orb hovered menacingly. His eyes widened in horror, unable to look away from the sinister light. The orbs glow seemed to pierce his very soul, filling him with a sense of impending doom. Without warning, the orb began to move. It floated down slowly, deliberately, as if drawn by an invisible thread toward Kelvin. The air grew colder with each passing second, the malevolent energy intensifying. Kelvin's breath came in short, panicked gasps, his body frozen in terror. As the orb reached Kelvin, it paused momentarily above his chest, the light casting grostesque shadows on his pale face. Then, with a sudden surge of energy, the orb plunged into Kelvin's body, merging with him in a burst of dark light. The force of the intrusion made Kelvin convulse violently, his back arching off the ground as he screamed in agony. "Ahh!!" The strange orb's energy coursed through Kelvin, flooding his veins with dark qi and a sense of overwhelming power. The pain was unbearable, yet intertwined with it was a dark, seductive strange that began to take root within him. The shadows around him seemed to grow darker, more oppressive, as the transformation took hold. Kaelen's eyes glowed with an unnatural light as the orb's energy settled within him, his body slowly relaxing from the convulsions as he began to loose consciousness. The malevolent aura that now surrounded him was a twisted reflection of the silhouette's own, marking him as a vessel of the dark energy that had been bestowed upon him. "What.... Have you done to me?" But right before Kelvin could completely loose consciousness, he asked Draniç with a struggling feeling within him. And with a mysterious smile on his face while he began to fade, Draniç answered. "Celebrate young one, for I made you a candidate to be a dark descendants" "Dark descendant....?" Kelvin muttered before he finally loose consciousness completely. "Kelvin!!" Right at this moment, his father who is one of the pillars of the Pace Setter Academy suddenly came into the hole. But he failed to notice the silhouette that has just completely disappear out of that place.