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  Chapter 15: Fenrir

  {I finally found you, Child of Creation.}

  To my right stood a massive wolf, its bck fur rippling like living shadows, eerie red sigils glowing faintly across its body. Its crimson eyes locked onto me with an unnatural intensity.

  The mere sight of it sent a shudder down my spine—something deep within me recoiled in disgust. This creature’s presence alone felt fundamentally wrong, as if it existed in complete opposition to everything I was.

  I barely had time to process my revulsion before the csh of metal against cw rang out like thunder.

  CLANG!

  Lay and Will were already locked in battle against the beast, their weapons colliding against its monstrous limbs with force enough to shake the ground.

  I hadn’t even seen them move.

  They had reacted in an instant, intercepting its attack before it could reach me. If not for them, I would have been dead before I could even blink.

  Lay and Will broke away, nding a few steps back, their bodies tensed and ready. The wolf remained still, watching us with the eerie patience of a predator studying its prey.

  "It’s the monster with the ability. Step back, Elian." Will’s voice was low, controlled—but I could hear the underlying tension in it. His grip on his sword was firm, his eyes never leaving the creature.

  Lay, standing beside him, was equally on guard.

  Wait—the one with the ability?!

  This doesn’t make sense.

  That thing was supposed to be on the west side of the dorm! The only reason I even dared to step outside was because we knew for a fact that the monster never left its territory. The entire west zone was forbidden, a no-go zone for everyone.

  The only reason people would even approach that side was to make sure the wolf wasn’t moving closer to the dorm.

  So why…?

  Why is it here?

  This is bad. Really bad.

  Will and Lay are strong, but not even they have ever tried to enter the west zone. It was deemed too dangerous. And now, the monster had come to us.

  Then, as if the situation wasn’t already spiraling out of control—

  [Urgent Mission: You have encountered your first divine presence. A being blessed by the divine beast of destruction: Fenrir. As the future god of creation, you are fated to csh with such a being.]

  [Mission: Prove your existence as a being of creation and vanquish the beast of destruction.]

  [Reward: 20 Divine Essences, ???]

  My breath hitched.

  F-Fenrir?!

  This can’t be real. You mean Fenrir? The Fenrir from Norse mythology? The one who destroyed the world?!

  I knew the Divine System was beyond comprehension, but… are you telling me that the gods from mythology are real?

  No—wait, more importantly, you want me to kill a beast blessed by something like that?!

  Are you insane?!

  Even if this was possible, even if I somehow survived, I don’t even know what to do with the reward.

  And then—

  A deep, resonating voice slithered into my mind like a whisper ced with venom.

  {Hooo… a human with the blessing of weapons… and a phoenix, is it? HOHOHO. You indeed found good allies, chosen of creation.}

  The wolf exuded a suffocating aura, thick with malice and weight enough to press down on my very soul. My knees buckled slightly under the sheer pressure.

  I gritted my teeth. This aura— it was more than just power. It disgusted me.

  It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t intimidation. It was something fundamentally repulsive, like looking at the absolute opposite of everything I stood for.

  "W-Who are you?!" Lary’s voice cracked, his entire body trembling under the weight of the beast’s presence.

  The voice inside my head chuckled.

  {Hmmm… the other two are quite… uninteresting. But I should introduce myself nonetheless.}

  {I am the one who once destroyed the world. The very meaning of destruction itself.}

  {You may know me as Fenrir.}

  {Despair, mortals, for you now face the one who carries my blessing.}

  And as if to prove the cim, the wolf threw its head back—

  "WWAAAAAAARRRF!"

  A howl unlike anything I had ever heard tore through the air. The very ground beneath us trembled.

  {Now show me, human who opposes my nature. Are you worthy to stand among the pilrs of this new world, or will you fall before your journey even begins?}

  {Each being of creation starts weak… but holds the brightest potential.}

  {Now, show me.}

  {Show me if you can prove yourself worthy of that potential. Show me how you will defy fate even in your weakest moment.}

  I could feel it. The weight of his words.

  Lary and Mike were frozen in terror, their faces drained of all color. They understood exactly what was happening.

  This wasn’t just some powerful monster.

  We were fighting something touched by a divine being.

  A god.

  Even Will and Lay—our strongest fighters—might not be enough.

  A flicker of heat suddenly filled the air.

  I turned just in time to see Lay's aura ignite, the very air around her warping with intense heat, her presence burning like an inferno.

  A rush of wind hit my face as Will unleashed his own aura, the pressure around him condensing.

  His power was terrifying. I had rarely seen him go all out, but when he did…

  Will grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “So this thing is blessed by Fenrir himself, huh? Interesting.”

  Lay's voice, however, was calm and unwavering.

  “God or demon, it doesn’t matter to me.”

  Her violet eyes burned with unwavering resolve.

  “I promised to protect Elian.”

  She raised her spear, fmes dancing along its length.

  “And no single wolf is going to make me break my word.”

  These two… But they’re right. We can’t give up here. I’ve worked too hard to give up now. I’ve hoped too much to let it all end like this!

  Will coated his sword in a dense purple aura and dashed toward the giant beast at high speed, bringing his weapon down in a devastating arc. The wolf countered, its enormous cw cloaked in an eerie bck aura. The two forces cshed, sending a shockwave through the battlefield. The sheer impact left a small crater in the ground, but for the first time, the beast flinched.

  Lay didn’t hesitate. Without wasting a second, she dashed to the wolf’s fnk, her entire body surrounded by a red-hot aura, her spear radiating intense fmes. With precision, she thrust toward the beast’s ribs.

  The wolf reacted instantly, whipping its long tail, now cloaked in the same bck aura, to intercept her strike.

  BANG!

  Even from where I stood, I could feel the sheer heat of their exchange. The beast recoiled slightly, its fur singed from the intense fmes. It felt pain. That was proof that their attacks were effective.

  All three of them backed away, momentarily reassessing the battle. Lay and Will exchanged a gnce, nodding in silent agreement before charging in once more, their faces set with grim determination. This wasn’t going to be easy.

  As their battle raged on, I struggled to keep up with their movements. They were moving at insane speeds, faster than I had ever seen before. Red and purple streaked through the battlefield, colliding against the massive bck wolf. It was fast, but due to its sheer size, I could still track its movements.

  By focusing, I could just barely follow Lay and Will’s actions. At first, it seemed like they had the upper hand, nding multiple strikes, their attacks relentless. But looking closer…

  Something was wrong.

  Despite the repeated blows, the beast showed barely any signs of damage. Every time an attack should have connected, it would shield itself with that strange bck aura at the st second. This wasn’t just defense—this was something else entirely.

  Is this its ability? Some kind of ultimate protection?

  Mike, positioned at my side, tried to assist with well-pced arrows, but he was clearly hesitant. His shots weren’t nding. The battle was too fast, too chaotic. He couldn’t risk hitting Lay or Will. It wasn’t his fault—he simply wasn’t used to fighting at this level.

  Not that it mattered. The beast wasn’t even looking at him. Every time an arrow got too close, it casually deflected it without even sparing a gnce.

  And me? I stood there, sword in hand, but completely useless. I wasn’t strong enough or fast enough to make a difference. The same applied to Larry, who could only watch in silent horror.

  “CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!”

  The relentless battle continued, the cshing of metal against the beast’s defenses ringing through the air. Then, something shifted.

  The wolf had grown tired of pying.

  “AAAARRRFFFF!”

  With a deafening howl, it unleashed a shockwave that sent both Lay and Will staggering backward. For the first time, I noticed it—small wounds on both of them. Minor cuts and bruises, signs of a fight that was beginning to wear them down.

  What is it pnning now?

  The beast growled lowly, then channeled its sinister bck aura into its cws. A bad feeling surged through me.

  Lay and Will tensed up, immediately recognizing the threat.

  Then it attacked.

  With a single swipe, the bck aura expanded outward, sshing toward them at frightening speed. It wasn’t a physical attack—it was a pure manifestation of its power.

  Will reacted instantly, gripping his broad sword tightly as he infused it with an overwhelming surge of purple energy. He raised it to parry, but even he wasn’t prepared for the sheer force behind the attack.

  Lay, on the other hand, didn’t even attempt to block. She knew she couldn’t. Instead, she poured every ounce of her ability into her body, forcing her legs to move at their absolute limit.

  The results?

  Will barely managed to deflect the attack, but the force of it sent him skidding backward. He finally came to a halt after carving a deep trail into the ground, his breath heavy. A gnce at his weapon made my stomach drop.

  A chunk of his sword was missing.

  It had cut through his aura.

  Lay was slightly less fortunate. She had dodged—but not fast enough. A fresh cut now marred her side, crimson staining her outfit.

  Behind them, the earth was scarred with deep, cw-like markings, the lingering remnants of the beast’s attack.

  This is bad, isn’t it?

  I clenched my fists, frustration bubbling inside me. I had assumed the wolf’s ability was purely defensive, but no—it could be used offensively too.

  And there was one more thing.

  Lay’s wound.

  Unlike normal injuries, it wasn’t healing immediately. It wasn’t closing up like it should. Was this part of the beast’s power too?

  Damn it. I’m here, watching it all happen, yet I can’t do a damn thing!

  Why have I even been training?!

  Why am I still so weak?!

  I’m freaking useless!

  Then, Will broke the silence:

  “Hahahaha! This is the kind of fight I’ve been craving!” He grinned wildly, his eyes gleaming with exhiration. “I guess I underestimated you, little wolf. Alright, I’ll stop holding back so much then.”

  Was this guy a complete battle junkie?

  As for Lay...

  "I’ve had enough of your barking, you oversized dog. Now, let’s see how well you howl while burning alive." Her voice was low, seething with fury. This wasn’t just anger; this was pure, unfiltered rage. Was this really the same Lay I knew? She was downright terrifying right now.

  “Ready for round two, Lay?” Will asked, still grinning like a madman.

  She didn’t answer verbally, just gave a sharp nod, her violet eyes burning with determination. The contrast between them was almost comical—Will was ecstatic, eager for the challenge, while Lay radiated unrelenting fury.

  Then, everything changed.

  The sheer intensity of their power cshing sent a powerful shockwave through the air, knocking me off my feet. I barely managed to brace myself, but even then, my breath hitched at the overwhelming pressure.

  The wolf howled in rage, its deep, guttural cry vibrating through my bones. Then, in a fsh of darkness, it unleashed two crescent-shaped waves of bck aura, slicing through the air with terrifying speed.

  Will reacted instantly. He met the attack head-on, his raw, concentrated aura pushing against the sinister energy. With gritted teeth, he held his ground, straining to parry the force before finally redirecting it just in time to prevent his sword from being devoured by the corruption.

  Lay, on the other hand, refined her power within herself, channeling every ounce of her ability into speed. She dodged with an elegance that seemed almost supernatural, slipping past the attack by mere inches.

  Then, they counterattacked.

  The bck aura surrounding the wolf’s cws intensified, growing twice as dense, crackling with an ominous energy.

  Will’s voice rang out: “True Edge.”

  A shift in the air—his sword, once coated in raw purple energy, refined itself into something far deadlier. The aura stretched outward, doubling the length of his bde, but it wasn’t just about size. It was sharpness itself, an edge honed beyond human limits, as if the very concept of cutting had been condensed into this single technique.

  But damn... his naming sense was terrible.

  Then, Lay.

  “Surging Phoenix.”

  Wait, what?! Was she... copying my technique?

  No—it wasn’t just a copy. It was a perfected version, one that put mine to shame. The sheer precision, the mastery over her ability... She was compressing her energy so efficiently that she could release not just one, but three controlled explosions at once.

  Holy shit.

  She figured that out just by watching me? I wasn’t mad at all—if anything, I felt proud. It was her ability, after all. But her level of control, her efficiency... it was leagues ahead of mine.

  I held my breath as the final csh approached.

  Come on, you two—you can do this!

  BOOOUUUM!

  A blinding scarlet explosion erupted before my eyes, swallowing the battlefield in a violent inferno. The force was deafening, the heat so intense that even from a distance, I felt my skin prickle.

  As the smoke slowly cleared, my heart pounded against my ribs. Did they do it?!

  I squinted through the fading fmes. The massive wolf y sprawled across the ground, its thick hide covered in deep, brutal wounds. One side of its body was completely scorched, the other sliced through with a massive, still-smoldering gash.

  They... they won?

  A wide grin spread across my face. I took a step forward, ready to rush toward them, but—

  A heavy arm shot out in front of me, stopping me in my tracks.

  I turned, confused, only to see Larry standing there, his brows furrowed in deep concern.

  “It’s not over yet,” he muttered.

  His words sent a chill down my spine. I quickly turned my gaze back to the battlefield, studying the scene more closely.

  Will and Lay were still standing... but they were injured. Bleeding. Their breaths came ragged, their stances slightly unsteady.

  And the wolf... its eyes were still alive with fury.

  What now?

  It was over, wasn’t it? They just had to finish it off, right?

  Then, before I could process what was happening, the monstrous beast let out a piercing, guttural howl—a sound so deep and raw that it rattled my very soul.

  The bck aura that had coated its cws suddenly expanded, growing into something far more sinister. It spread outward, engulfing Lay and Will in an ominous, shifting domain of darkness.

  The dark mist slithered toward us, inching closer, swallowing everything in its path. I should have backed away. I knew I should have. But... if I moved, I wouldn’t be able to see them fight.

  And I refused to look away.

  I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stand my ground. This was the least I could do while they risked their lives.

  A movement caught my eye. Mike.

  He hesitated, his face twisted in uncertainty. Then, after a moment, his gaze lowered, and he whispered, “Sorry.”

  Then, he ran away.

  I didn’t bme him. But what surprised me was Larry. He hadn’t flinched once. The eerie bck mist curled around him, but he stood firm, eyes locked onto the battlefield with grim determination.

  As the darkness fully engulfed us, my vision adjusted, revealing the scene within.

  The wolf—it was healing.

  My stomach dropped. No. No, no, no—

  And worse? I felt... weak.

  Something was draining me.

  I tried to move, to shake it off, but my limbs felt heavy, my energy being sapped away by this cursed aura. I wasn’t the only one feeling it, either. Lay and Will, even in the middle of their fight, were slowing down, their movements just a fraction less sharp than before.

  This thing... whatever it was...

  It wasn’t done yet.

  And we might not make it out of this alive.