The Villain's Story

"...please be serious."

I said. I couldn't believe this was the student of the sword saint.

Was it because I was strong? Or was it because he was too sloppy?

His movements, Slashes, and footwork all looked like an amateur was performing it.

Was it because of this imperfection that the sword saint took him in as a disciple?

I was having no problem dodging his swords.

"...yes."

His voice sounded out. Did he seem..scared?

'Is he scared of me?'

I had a peculiar thought. Well, Thinking about it.

Any bullied student would be if the first-ranked student wanted to fight them...

Especially when they've been bullied for quite a while.

'Hmm...I need to think of a way to solve this..'

But..How was I going to give him some confidence?

"..um can we stop now?"

Drifting me away from my thoughts was Alex's voice. Turning my head to look at him, I nodded and said.

"Yeah, let's do it when you're serious."

After saying that, I moved further away from him, Picked up my spear from the ground, and began practicing my art.

I needed to do a specific set of movements thousands, no, millions of times if I wanted to achieve complete mastery in my [Chaotic Spear] weapon technique.

Ordinary techniques would only need a few thousand, even hundreds of thousands, but a seven-star technique needed a much higher degree of mastery for perfection.

If I overworked myself, I could unlock the Second Special Movement[Oblivion Thrust] by the end of the month.

Once I reached a specific mastery point, the information about the Movement itself would be transferred over to my brain, I didn't have to learn it from a book like all the others because the [Chaotic Spear] was seven stars.

All other Arts below it, Even Six Star Manuals, all we're present in written form.

Seven Star arts, on the other hand, were present as a crystallization of knowledge implanted directly into your brain once you found them.

To not overwhelm the user's mind, The art would slowly reveal itself in the user's mind as they progressed.

Handy, if I do say so myself.

But I needed to do something about my body.

My body was not human, That was the only reason I hadn't completely exploded into bits and pieces when I first practiced the first Movement [Abyssal Rend].

If it was a normal human, Forget just their arms, They would have been pulverized by the sheer force the attack emitted.

It would be far too much for them to handle.

My body, being A draconian, was much much stronger and more resilient than humans.

Kind of like orcs, although my strength and endurance probably stated their rank at <C>, They were probably at Either<B> or <B-> rank.

Kind of Broken to be honest.

'Wait a minute, wasn't I close to death that day?'

Thinking about...I was, If not for Sabrina Coming in and feeding me the potion, I would've died of blood loss, to be honest.

Damn, do I owe her?

I mean...she only came because of that quest right?

Yeah, that's probably it.

Although I am still grateful, She still saved my life that day...

'I should stop and just focus on my kicking, not my spear goddamnit.'

I shouldn't let other types of thoughts cloud my mind.

The other...Alan Peccator told me to practice [Dark Leg] while I was here to attract the attention of the Sword saint.

'The sword saint spends most of his time in the training center...so'

Thinking about it, if he spent most of his time hidden here...then.

'Dragon Eyes.'

I activated Dragon eyes and the world around me changed.

If my vision before activating dragon eyes was normal, Then how should this be explained in words?

Every Measurement of my surroundings, then in the air was laid bare before my eyes.

I even had to limit Dragon eyes so that my mind wouldn't be fried upon activation.

Before trying to observe the training center, I looked over to where Alex was.

And I could see it, The dull grey mana inside his body, signifying that he has no affinity...

His literal affinity was Null.

And people made fun of it. And thinking about it, I could only say one thing

'Ignorance is Bliss.'

I could only laugh at how ignorant they were.

Alex Wright, As the next sword saint, made extremely well use of his attribute.

It could in a way be considered broken.

Why? Because although it had no Elemental Advantages against other elements, like increased damage or defense against certain elements.

No other Element had any sort of advantage over it.

If fire and water were opposites that dealt insane damage to other but had a weak defense to each other, Null Attribute had none.

it was at its normal attack potency and defense capability against all others.

Ice and Chaos had opposite elements of Magma and Fate, Yet Null had none.

It could truly be said to be broken if utilized well.

p It was why...even I was a little envious of it.

Just imagining coating yourself in Null Attribute Mana that had no weaknesses against other elements.

It was cool just thinking about it. My inner weeb was surfacing again.

And therefore, I made a promise to myself.

'I'll make you use your element properly early this time bastard.'

I would make him realize the worth of his element early.

And I'll make him indebted to me.

So I could use him all I wanted.

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[Alex's POV]

'...beautiful.'

The way he swung his spear without any wasted movements.

'...could I be like that?'

Was it my delusion? Seeing him like that, I checked my Status.

====Status====

Name:Alexander Wright[16]

Race:Human

Strength:F

Agility:F+

Endurance:F

Mana:F

Intelligence:F+

Charm:C+, Current(E+)

Affinity:Null

Techniques::

Mana Techniques:Basic Mana Control(*).

Martial Techniques:None

Weapon Techniques:None

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...Yes, It was impossible from the start.

How could I compete with him?

Someone who awakened a rare affinity, the first to awaken that affinity among Humans...

Meanwhile, I had no affinity.

It was blasphemous from the start for me to think I could ever match up to him.

I was useless.

Trash, Someone who couldn't even match up to my little brother...

Someone my damn parents had given up upon.

If not for me begging them to let me enter shield, by using the fact they would never have to see me again if I was in shield...

That they could finally let go of the family's disappointment...

...why did I think entering Shield would be my gateway to a better world.

I was bullied even here, So much so that I could only use the training center at midnight where no one was there because all of my classmates wanted to have a go at me to boast about this strength and laugh at me...

And I didn't anything to stop them...

I had already accepted my fate.

'I'm...a piece of trash...'

Thinking about how much trash I was, I looked over to where the rank 1 was training...

Was it wrong for me to have such thoughts?

Was it...wrong...

For me to even envy him?

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