Slums

The Mage Academy is the number one mage across Earth's Land. Mages from all over the world, and kingdoms would kill to have a chance to enter this Academy. the mage academy was built by Merlin, the strongest mage ever to walk this land, a powerful yet wise mage who wanted to spread his teaching to the world.

Of the world population, less than 1% can use magic, such a small number lead humans to be considered lesser life forms than other races. Dragons treated humans like food, going as far as to slowly destroy a kingdom while slowly picking the humans who looked the best.

those kingdoms without ways to stop and slay a dragon were quickly destroyed, but dragons were just one of the things. Merlin had said that the demon king would be moving forward to try and conquer the world, with such things coming toward Earth land, humans had to work fast and grow stronger.

The true reason behind the birth of the academy was to birth a hero who shall slay the demon lord or at least protect mankind. so, Mages from all over the world were summoned, and those with the power to use were being searched for, from the loose trashy regions to the kings and queens. no one was left out, the fate of man king needed all of them to come together.

Within the slums, a kid walked through the trash. he had short black hair, and even with the dirt covering his face, it was clear he was handsome. he was about 5 or 6 years old,

"You think you can just beat up my man and get away with it?" a man with a scar running down his face suddenly appeared from the shows, along with many others who surrounded the kid

"Sorry, but I have no idea what you mean." the young man said with a finger up his ear, not bothered at the lightest that he was being surrounded by a bunch of people. the man with the scar almost exploded in rage, before he pointed towards 5 of his man who were beaten to the point their faces were a pig head.

"... sorry, but I don't attack animals." The kid said after closely looking at the 5, causing them 5 to explode in rage. this kid beat them until their faces looked like this, to make it worse, it was all bitch slaps,

"Sora, don't go too far. for the longest, I allowed you to walk around here, but don't think for a moment I would not kill a bastard like yourself." the man with the scar said coldly, only for the kid to shrug

"I fear you are outnumbered if you want to kill me. you only brought 20 men," He said calmly, confusing everyone for a moment before they understood what Sora meant. he was saying he was worth more than 20 men,

"break his leg." the man with the scar said coldly, leading everyone to rush towards the kid, the kid cracked his neck slightly with closed eyes, before he reached behind, grabbing an arm that was about to grab his neck. he stepped backward while leaning his body forward, and before everyone shocked eyes, that little kid flipped the grown man's body over, and onto two other people in front of him

the kid moved, dodging a fist shooting towards him, before he headed the second fist shooting to pull himself in between the man's legs, while still holding the man's hand, leading him to be sent fall face first into the ground, with his arm sticking between his legs,

The kid was not super strong or anything like that, he knew this so while fighting, he didn't try to overpower any of them, instead, used his enemy's size and power against them, leading him to slowly take down all of them

"I didn't forget about you, scarred face." the kid said while standing on to a man who was on the ground, knocked out, the man with the scarred face glared at Sora before he laughed.

"Thats impressive... it reminds me of my youth, you might be a magic user like me. it sucks you wouldn't live long enough to find out." He said before he pointed forward, and cast the simplest spell, fireball.

the kid's pupils shrieked for a moment but he quickly jumped to the side, and watched as the fireball slammed into the side of the slum's house, and exploded, leading to it falling in upon itself, along with other nearby houses.

"Magic is rare?" the kid was in shock for a moment, but shook such thoughts out of his mind and moved, dodging more in coming attacks while his minds race

'if magic is rare, this guy should be at the lowest of the food chain... his weakness. judging by his body, this fireball is his way of drawing me in. he is more of a close-range fighter, so what magic could he have to face me in close rage? or could he use magical energy to enhance his strength to a greater degree?' his mind raced while making some space between himself and the man with the scar

'there are a few possibilities, but seeing as he isn't even trying to fire another fireball could be his way of showing a false opening, his way to scar me away, or that he needs a few seconds before he could cast that sleep once more...' Sora smirked slightly while picking up a rode of the ground,

the man with the scar snorted before he pointed forward, a ball the size of a soccer ball formed before his finger, and he sent it flying forward towards the kid. but the eyes of the man with the scar widened with a figure shot from the sky, towards him.

'This brat rushed forward when I shot the fireball forward.' the man with the scar was caught off guard, seeing the rode in Sora's hand shooting towards him, magical energy enhanced his body, and he sent a fist forward to meet the incoming rode, but when did Sora try to win a fight by trying to cover power others?

the man with the scar seemed to have realized this as well, he reacted on instinct and attacked, he just watched Sora take down so many of his men, how could he have forgotten Sora's fighting style? Sora caught him off guard and he reacted to his instincts

the rode which seemed as if it was going to clash with the fist moved, pushed on the side of the incoming fist, moving Sora to the side, and out of the way of the fist. the man's other arm moved blocking Sora's kick, which was about to slam into the side of his neck

Sora's eyes narrowed as he felt like he kicked a metal wall, with narrowed eyes, he moved his rod slamming it down on the head. after he used the rod to block the fist, Sora's body spun around to deliver that kick, the man with the scar never expected that Sora wanted him to block the kick, leaving himself wide open to eat the rod

the man stumbled backward, the blow to his head from the rod did some damage, but thanks to the boost from magical energy, he was not knocked out. Sora of course expected this, so upon landing on the ground, he had already kicked off the ground, ignoring the pain in the leg which connected with the scarred man's arm.

the man seeing Sora rushing forward quickly went on guard, but Sora slid in between his legs, and just as he turned to face Sora, Sora went in between his legs once more, this time he kicked both of the knees of the man, bring him to his knees, followed by the rod slamming heavy onto the side of his air, the blow knocking him out.

"Magic user my ass," Sora said lazily before turning around to walk off, but he suddenly came to a sudden freeze as he saw an old man with a staff in hand looking at him with a faint smile, the old man had a long thick white heard, he had on mage robs which were purple. Sora froze for one reason, his instincts told him his old man was dangerous,

ever since Sora was born, he had sharp instincts which helped him survive. this instinct helped him greatly improve his combat skills, and even take down the mage.

"It's not every day that one sees a kid beating up a grown man, it's even more so on a 1 v 20, with one of them being a mage." the old man said with a smile, his eyes looking at Sora feet which were position for a quick getaway.

"One question, why did you attack that man with the scar, it was clear he was drawing you in. Was it unwise to face something you had never been up against?" he said with a smile, not bothered in the least by Sora's actions.

"This is the slums, any mage here would be at the bottom of the food chain, I find it hard to believe he would have even more magic spells. even if he had another spell, I caught him off guard and made sure he couldn't cast another spell. I would find it hard to believe if he had some quick casting spells or something like that." Sora said calmly, to which the old man smiled

"then, what do you say about leaving the slum and becoming a power mage." He asked with a smile, to which Sora's eyes narrowed slightly

"Why do you think I could be such things? for all I know, I might not be able to use magical energy," Sora said calmly, to which the old man laughed while pointing toward his left eye

"I was blessed by the tree of knowledge, and my eyes gained the ability to see these things. you are a mage, a rare 1 out of 1,000,000 mages. the fact that there are only a few thousand mages, you can see how rare you are. come, enter the mage academy." He said with a smile, leaving the young man stunned for some time

"... why? and who are you?" He asked softly, to which the old man nodded before explaining.

"Just call me the old man... as for why, the human race needs a leader. you have the talent for such a task, and the heart," he said with a smile

"you barely know me," Sora said calmly, to which the old man laughed softly while pointing at his eye, to which Sora nodded slightly in understanding. after some time, he nodded agreeing to leave the slums

"then, do you want to say goodbye to anyone or something?" he asked with a smile, to which Sora shook his head

"I grew up alone," He said calmly, to which the old man nodded slightly before a bird that flew in the sky suddenly dropped a latter.

"That bird is created using a spell of mine, they fall all over the world seeking humans to bring to the mage academy. but out of all they have seen, you stood out. although not hard to find, it's not impossible to find kids who could beat up grown adults. but on a 1 v 5, and with such skills, you were the first I have seen, so I have to see for myself." he said as his body began to slowly disappear

"a 1 v 20, and even defeating a mage. that is never heard of, a normal person like yourself, and to be only 5 years old. I look forward to your future." he said before disappearing, leaving Sora standing there while looking at the latter before sighing slightly

'shy the hell is it that to unlock the system I need a war?' He thought with a helpless sigh, the day he was born, he was considered a freak leading to him being thrown here a few weeks later. He would have died if he wasn't found by an old woman who took him in, but she was old and died not too long after he turned 4.

ever since he was born, he was able to speak to his system. a system which was called The War Bringer system. Since Sora was growing, he had a bit of the power to consider himself the embodiment of war.

such things Sora was born with were a powerful instinct, a perfect body, and instincts that allowed him to be skilled with many weapons. because of this, Sora can look at a person and read them, guess their thoughts, next move, and even their weaknesses.

his body was perfect in the way that it was balanced and seemed to always want to remain balanced. if Sora worked out trying to increase his strength, it would sadly not mean he would grow stronger as his body wouldn't allow his muscles to slow him down, or get in the way when he is fighting. instead, all that work would be spread out throughout his other stats, speed, defense, strength, and so on. just look at his statues window

{Name: Sora

Age: 5

title: {Embodiment of War (Sealed)}

Race: Human

LVL: 1

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Vitality: 3

MP: 3 (locked)

Strength: 3

Agility: 3

Stamina: 3

Durability: 3

Intelligence: 3

Endurance: 3

Charisma: 3

Luck: 3

....

Unqiue abilities: {Perfect Physique} {Sharp Instincts (lvl 2)} {Master hand to hand combat (lvl 2)} {master of weapons (lvl 1)

to be honest, {Perfect physique} was annoying. the normal person's state is 5, Sora having all his stats remaining the same was annoying. Sure this pretty much meant that his charisma and Luck would always increase along with his other stats, but it also meant that to level up, he needed 10 times what others would need. this was because every time he leveled up, all his stats will increase by 2 to 3 points,

of course, there was a way around this, for example, Sharp Instincts boosted his Intelligence for a short while, of course with it being used, his mental stamina would get drained. currently, at level 2, sharp instincts would boost his intelligence by 5 times, giving him a shocking intelligence stat of 15.

but as annoying as Perfect Physique was, it had benefits other than improving super hard stats to improve like luck and Charisma. the fact that Sora can just work out to increase all of the stats was also something to be happy about.

but the best of all was the fact that Sora had equal resistance to all things, illusions, fire, hunger, illnesses, and so on. even magic although it was sealed for the time being. some stats were not shown up above, like Vitality recovery speed, Stamina recovery speed, and so on.

those were balanced out as well, meaning that depending on how high the stat is, it would at most take Sora a night's rest to fully recover unlike there were outside means which slowed down the recovery.

there were more things that {perfect Physique} did for Sora, but for now, this was all the system truly told him. The system was sealed, and he needed to unseal it by going to war, something which might be years away.

Of course, he didn't think he needed the system or anything to reach the peak of this world, he only thought that if he didn't unlock the system quickly, he might lag behind the others like himself. That was something Sora didn't want.