Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Mischief Doppelganger Chapter 45: Mischief Doppelganger It was not too late at night when Lucivar got back to the dormitory.

In fact, he was amongst the earliest candidates to finish the academy’s initiation.

Nobody was around, the whole dormitory was quiet-not even the staff, could be seen.

But then again, it was already night, and the others were probably either still getting beaten up, finishing their community service, or being treated in the infirmary.

Lucivar headed inside and to his room.

He was eager to absorb the gold divine blood and become stronger.

Once he reached the third-star Neophyte rank, he might be able to challenge Bakar properly.

Upon passing the lounge, he saw Elira sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed.

She seemed to be meditating, the ether around her was circulating.

“Hmm…” Lucivar paused in his tracks and pondered, his mind geared with thoughts.

Deciding on what to do, he approached Elira, but stopped after a couple-of steps.

‘What would I even say to her?

I ditched Thalia and came back?

I’ll find out about the opportunity later’ Shaking his head, Lucivar turned and headed to his room.

On the other hand, Elira opened her eyes, she sensed that Lucivar tried to approach her.

Catching a glimpse of him, she raised an eyebrow, “He finished it really fast,” Moments later.

Lucivar was now sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, meditating in silence with the gold divine blood in his hands.

Soon, the shimmering gold divine blood-dimmed and vanished, it was then that he began polishing his Supernatural Ego.

Ether swirled around the egg statue, enhancing its surface with power.

He could tell that with the ether he gained he would achieve a breakthrough tonight.

Besides that, his motivation also thrived because of a sudden visit minutes ago.

Upon entering the room, Lucivar, saw a crimson bat hanging beside the window, it didn’t look normal, its eyes were moving as if there was human intelligence behind them.

Surprisingly-it was Tobias behind this bird.

It must be one of his abilities, a summoning of this crimson bat.

Lucivar became even more sure that Tobias was a Vampire Hybrid if his ability was like this.

Not expecting them to be hogged inside the academy, Tobias was forced to summon this bat to talk with Lucivar-and the others.

He relayed a message through the bat, saying that, their aim was to be exceptional in taking down dungeons.

Regardless of what needs to be done, they needed to get stronger and exceptionally viewed.

If they were given the chance to be a member of a clan, then they would take it.

But under no circumstances would they ever become a student.

Additionally, Tobias also said that he would be keeping tracks of their accomplishments, and every month, he would rank them according to it.

Those who ranked high would be given-a customized gift from Tobias himself and also resources such as power crystals.

Knowing that Lucivar was fired up.

He was the weakest compared to the others but he wasn’t going to be ranked the lowest.

Reaching the third-star Neophyte rank would allow him to do exactly that.

It was nearing midnight, but Lucivar was oblivious to this and frankly, did not care as he had already planned-to meditate all night long, until he broke through.

He was engrossed in the moment and was detached from the surroundings.

Due to that, he didn’t realize that a mark on his forehead gradually appeared.

A glowing mark that radiated with a sinister, greenish hue.

Had Lucivar seen this, he would’ve recognized this mark to be the Rune of Mischief.

As the Rune of Mischief flared to life, Lucivar’s skin hummed-with Loki’s power, his full form swaying subtly as though reality itself struggled to contain him.

A flicker followed-brief, and disorienting, a shard of him flashed beside his body, perfectly mirroring his posture.

It happened again, and again-brief glitches in the air.

Soon enough, a green, ghostly figure with Lucivar’s exact features materialized.

Opening its eyes, the apparitions stood, stretching lazily as its ethereal shape shifted, turning into flesh, becoming as real as Lucivar himself.

With a final glance back, the clone plastered a sly smile onto his lips.

Moving in silence as a shadow, the clone slipped through the door, closing it behind him.

No sound was made, Lucivar undisturbed, unaware of the clone’s appearance.

Morning came, the stars above were replaced by the shy sun.

Lucivar finished his meditation right at dawn when the sun was barely peeking, he looked at his body and took a deep breath.

He was already at the edge-of breaking through, one last push and the limiter would be lifted and he would achieve the third-star Neophyte rank.

Getting up from the bed, he went to the door to double-check if it was locked or not.

Last night he already locked it but it would not do harm to check.

Expecting it to be locked-Lucivar frowned when the door was opened when he pulled on its handle, “Did I not lock it?

That’s really dangerous, this is the academy…” He muttered, feeling his throat dry at the prospect of being caught.

Unlike back at home, this was the academy, if he was caught then he would be toast.

Sighing in relief as it was the right thing to double-check, he sat down on the floor.

He didn’t forget to place a cover on the floor and open his clothes, before closing his eyes.

Taking in a deep breath, he circulated his ether one more time.

Kacha!

In an instant, something within him broke, and a surge of power coursed through his veins.

Just like back when he reached the second-star with Delilah, he forcefully grits his teeth as an excruciating pain assaults his back.

His undeveloped wing began to burn, it grew longer, spurting blood out to drip on his body.

Every single time he broke through to the next rank, his wing would grow alongside him.

Now that he expected this to happen, he could endure the pain better.

Of course, he was still twisting on the ground from the pain but not as much as the first time.

It took a couple of minutes before the growth of his wing stopped.

Lucivar panted heavily with sweat and blood covering his entire body, he then looked behind and found the emerald wing had grown from the length of a finger, to half an arm.

It was also robust, covering it would be harder because of that.

“I really hope it could be retracted into me or else it would be troublesome,” He mused.

Other than the growth of his wing, he also could feel his power increasing.

Compared to before against the weird ninja, he was confident that he would be able to cast Snare multiple times more with his current, increased ether reserve.

Ripping apart the sheet of the bed, he inspected it before he nodded.

It was thick enough to be used to wrap his wing to hide it.

Going to the bathroom to clean himself, he stopped and moved away the curtains.

“It’s morning already, I need to make a deal to be placed as an academy hunter but who do I talk this with?” Lucivar pondered-he could only think of the professors but he was not sure which one.

“I’ll visit that guy then, he must be able to help” Lucivar exited his room after he cleaned himself and instantly went out of the dormitory.

Just like last night, few candidates were awake this early.

Other than it was very early, being beaten up is also another reason to stay in bed.

Making sure that nobody was following him-Lucivar exited the building and swept his gaze across the morning academy sight.

He took in a deep fresh air and rubbed his hands, “Now, where should I go to find him?” About an hour later.

Inside a bathroom was a man wearing a hospital gown, looking at himself in the mirror.

His head was wrapped in a bandage, his right arm bound in a sling, fresh wounds still evident from a recent fight.

Trembling-his left hand splashed cold water onto his face as he couldn’t gain a wink of sleep last night.

Naturally, he was desperate to regain composure.

Upon wiping his face with water, he gripped the edge of the sink with a troubled face.

“I shouldn’t have accepted Professor Aeldric’s request-that guy is a monster-and he is now aiming for me,” the man muttered, grabbing his hair in frustration.

“What should I do?

Should I report him to the professors?

No, he will come after me harder if I do that.

Shit!” “M- Maybe…

Maybe he’s had enough.

But let’s keep it low for now,” He sighed.

Because of what had happened to him, his mind raced with worry.

Swallowed by silence, and the weight of trauma-he stood in the bathroom for five minutes, his mind replaying the event that left him in this state over-and over again.

After a moment to calm himself down, he nodded to himself, “I’m safe here” Now that he was inside the infirmary of the third-year building, he should be safe.

Taking in a deep breath, he left the bathroom, intending to find solace in sleep.

But before he could reach the bed, a voice, seeped into his ears.

“I’m surprised that finding you was easy.

It only takes the yearbooks of the upperclassmen, and a brief trip to the student service.

The staff believed me when I said I want to see what kind of great people the upperclassmen were, can you believe it?” Upon hearing this, the man froze, eyes wide in terror.

Slowly turning toward the sound, his complexion drained of color, as the memories surged back like a tidal wave, his body trembling violently almost like an instinct at the side of the uninvited figure in his room, leaning on the wall in the corner.

“Y- You…!

Have you not done enough?!” the man exclaimed, moving back to the wall.

He knocked a couple of things in his path due to how shocked and scared he was.

Lucivar searched for the ninja he scared off last night.

Knowing that he was definitely an upperclassman with his strength, Lucivar decided-to pay him a visit in order to know, the best professor he could make a deal with, the professor who was in charge of the new students preferably.

Now he knew this man was Andre, a third-year student.

But he was quite surprised to see Andre being scared of him to this fierce extent.

‘I did scare him but this reaction is a little bit much, no?’ He thought.

As he thought that, however, Lucivar raised an eyebrow when he realized that Andre was in a bad condition.

He did not remember doing this, so he must have gotten into a fight after their brief encounter.

Straightening his back, Lucivar stood tall with a firm gaze.

Andre pressed his back against the wall harder, wanting to burst through the wall.

“Relax, I’m not here to do anything.

I’m only here to ask a question,” Lucivar said.

Upon hearing this, Andre nodded his head repeatedly, “I’ll answer anything, please, just don’t hurt me anymore!

Uh…

I- I was sent to test you by Professor Aeldric, he wanted to see-how strong you are!

The initiation should’ve been done, by the second-year, but I was sent to test you instead because of him!” Lucivar was surprised when he heard this, ‘Professor Aeldric?’ He remembered this professor, it was the one who was giving him a weird intense look.

‘Professor Aeldric it is…’