Amber of its cruelity

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Inside the storm-lit ruins of Forbes Academy's third test stage, chaos reigned. Students and rogue mages clashed in hidden corners — magic traps, betrayal, and secret kills all to claim the final key.

A lone figure stepped through the shadows — Konsoon, calm as ever, wiping blood from his blade. In front of him, a man named Sanji staggered, clutching his chest.

Sanji (spitting blood): "What? How? How did you find me…?"

Konsoon tilted his head, smiling like it was a joke.

Konsoon: "Not very difficult, was it, Sanji? Cheaters always leave the easiest trails."

Sanji's eyes widened in terror.

Sanji: "How do you know I was cheating— using my high-tier magic—?!"

Konsoon stepped closer, wiping rain off his cheek.

Konsoon: "Cheat, kill, lie — do whatever you want. I don't care. But tonight, I need your identity."

Behind Kon, Hazo appeared, monstrous eyes gleaming.

Hazo: "As you wish, my Lord."

He lunged forward — CRUNCH. Sanji's scream died in Hazo's throat as his flesh vanished. A heartbeat later, Hazo shifted shape — now wearing Sanji's face perfectly.

Konsoon turned away, his eyes cold.

Konsoon: "Handle the rest."

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⚔️ A New Arena — The Next Stage

Konsoon stepped through a rune gate into the third arena — an ancient garden under moonlight. There, three survivors waited:

Carmila, a shy mage girl.

A burly swordsman named Samide.

Another suspicious mage — the real Sanji's double-cross partner.

Samide pointed his sword.

Samide: "Who the hell are you, punk?!"

Konsoon didn't answer. He just smiled.

Konsoon: "Sword Style: Blood Cutter."

A slash so fast Samide only saw a red flash before his chest split open — he fell without a word.

The second man — the fake Sanji's ally — staggered back, raising his wand.

Fake Sanji: "You bastard—!"

Another flick — Kon's blade opened his throat.

Only Carmila remained, frozen against the wall.

Carmila: "No! Leave me alone! Please—!"

Konsoon stepped closer, his sword vanishing into mist. He lifted two fingers instead — gathering dark red light.

Konsoon: "…I guess I have no choice."

She shut her eyes, bracing for death — but CLANG. A gloved hand stopped Kon's fingers mid-air.

A tall, handsome man stood behind Carmila — his cloak rippling.

Namoji, right hand of the Academy's Lord Kamjio.

Namoji: "…So it's you. The hidden rat Kamjio warned about."

Konsoon lowered his hand, unfazed.

Konsoon: "Ruin? I'm not ruining anything. I'm enjoying the game. You should try it too, you know?"

Namoji's eyes narrowed.

Namoji: "I entered this test myself for this exact reason — to sniff out scum like you. The Academy won't tolerate spies."

Konsoon's smile turned sharp.

Konsoon: "Spy? I'm not a spy, old man. I'm here for something bigger than you'd ever approve of."

A sudden rumble. Behind Namoji, an explosion rocked the gate. Konsoon used it — stepped back — slammed a hidden rune. A steel door sealed Namoji inside the garden.

Namoji: "Konsoon! What are you planning—?!"

Konsoon (calmly): "…Not your concern. Goodbye."

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⚔️ Clash in the Shadows — The High-Tier Duel

Outside the garden, Konsoon stepped onto cracked stone — where two elite fighters, Noki and Nanji, blocked his path.

Noki: "You're not killing anyone else. This ends now, spy."

Konsoon sighed, brushing rain from his hair.

Konsoon: "If you don't mind… can I just leave?"

Nanji: "You think we'll let you?"

He lunged — "Sword Style: Blade of Wind Fire Amber!" — a spiral of flame and wind struck where Kon stood, but Kon flipped aside.

Noki raised her crystal blade.

Noki: "Sword Style: Whisper of Glass!"

Shards of glass spun toward Kon like shrapnel — but he parried them easily.

Konsoon: "Kind of you both… very impressive. But what about my turn?"

He lifted a hand — his fingers dripped blood.

Konsoon: "Sword Style: Blood Needle."

Blood shot like arrows — SHUNK. Nanji staggered, a needle through his arm. Noki lunged — her sword clashing with Kon's own.

Noki: "Sword Style: Glass Shield!"

But Kon laughed — his sword warped, turning into pure crimson light.

Konsoon: "Sword Style: Nonji Tanoki, 41st Form."

A whirl of blood struck Noki's blade — CRACK. Blood wrapped her wrist, draining her power. She fell to her knees, weak.

Nanji: "NO — Noki!!"

He roared — "Ultimate Wind Blaze: 70th Form — Final Blow!"

A cyclone erupted — stone flying — but when the dust cleared, Kon was behind him, untouched.

Konsoon: "…Your wind style is strong. But it can't cut blood."

He thrust — stab — Nanji gasped as the blade punched through his heart.

Nanji: "…You… monster…"

He fell.

Noki stared up, trembling.

Noki: "…No… Nanji…"

Konsoon turned to her, cold.

Konsoon: "I only needed one. I don't want to waste you too."

Victor stepped from the shadows, unlocking an ancient door — beside him, Hazo appeared, still wearing Sanji's stolen face.

Konsoon: "Fuko — you're up."

Fuko stepped forward, spinning three glowing blades.

Fuko: "Ultimate Amber Form — Three Sword Style!"

Inside the hidden chamber, a massive Beast roared — a creature guarding the Tsukime Gem fragment. Fuko's blades slashed its limbs — Konsoon's eyes flashed red.

Konsoon: "Blood Art, 79th Form — Destruction of Destiny!"

A shockwave of blood magic ripped the Beast apart. Its last scream shook the walls — then silence.

Konsoon stepped forward, plucking the shining shard from its heart.

Konsoon: "Half of Tsukime… two shards left."

His smile was gentle — and monstrous.

Konsoon: "…And this world will drown."

⚔️ Scene: The Broken Portal — Centaur Realm & Xunzo's Death

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Tai, Jujong, and Freya landed in a warped ruin after the portal ripped them away from the test ground.

Jagged rocks, broken towers, and a blood-red sky surrounded them.

In the distance, they saw half-human, half-horse creatures training with giant bows.

Tai, wide-eyed:

Tai: "Where the hell are we? Is this the end of the test or something?!"

Jujong, calm but tense:

Jujong: "No. This isn't part of the Academy's plan. Someone messed with the portals."

Above them, hidden on a crumbling tower, Tamoji watched the chaos.

Tamoji (to himself): "…This wasn't in the test blueprints. Who's behind this? Namoji? Or… someone worse?"

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⚔️ Meanwhile — Kon's Brutal Path

Far off in an ancient base, Konsoon walked through halls dripping with fresh blood.

Beside him, Hazo — disguised as Sanji — was finishing off survivors.

Konsoon, smiling faintly:

Konsoon: "Nice work, Hazo."

Hazo, kneeling:

Hazo: "My life is yours, my lord."

Konsoon, wiping blood from his cheek:

Konsoon: "That loyalty — I've always liked that about you."

Fuko, leaning against the wall, cracked his knuckles:

Fuko: "Want me to clean the rest up?"

Konsoon: "Sure. Have fun."

Fuko: "Sword Style — Ultimate Blade Cutter!"

In an instant, heads fell. Blood sprayed — a drop hit Kon's face. He licked it, smiling:

Konsoon: "Perfect."

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⚔️ Back to Tai — The Centaur Boss Arrives

Suddenly, the ground shook — a massive centaur with a black mane and burning eyes stepped forward, gripping a giant axe.

Xunzo: "Humans! Delicious prey. I'll kill you all for fun — and paint this realm with your bones! Ahahaha!"

Tai, stepping back:

Tai: "What the hell is that thing?!"

Jujong, blade drawn:

Jujong: "Tai! Open the monster. Do it now!"

Tai, frustrated:

Tai: "If I could, I would! Stop yelling at me, genius!"

Freya, shouting:

Freya: "Both of you shut up! Focus! We need a plan!"

Jujong, exhaling, stepped forward:

Jujong: "Fine. I'll test him first."

He vanished in a blue flash — reappeared under Xunzo's chest.

Jujong: "Sword Style — Blue Ray Destruction Lesser!"

A beam of pure blue energy cut up Xunzo's side — but when the glow faded, Xunzo just laughed.

Xunzo: "That tickled."

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⚔️ Namoji Breaks Through

A sudden CRASH! A wall exploded — Namoji stepped through the dust, wind swirling around his blade.

Namoji: "Yo. So this is the mess? Who's up for cleaning?"

Tai, shocked:

Tai: "Who the hell are you?!"

Namoji, ignoring him, cracked his neck:

Namoji: "I'll handle this. Watch close — you might learn something."

He raised his sword — the wind howled.

Namoji: "Sword Style — Wind Blade Cutter!"

A slash of wind split the air — half a dozen centaur archers fell without a sound.

Xunzo, smirking:

Xunzo: "You think you can kill me? Take this — Sword Axe: Ultimate Destruction!"

He swung — a hurricane of stone and fire ripped into Namoji's side. Blood dripped.

But Namoji stood calm.

Namoji: "…Cute."

He raised his sword — the wind roared louder.

Namoji: "Sword Style — Ultimate Wind Cutter!"

He vanished — reappeared behind Xunzo. A single gust ripped the centaur's massive body in half.

Manju, appearing beside him, sealed the air with a single hand sign.

Manju: "Seal: Wind Cage."

Xunzo's eyes went wide — then his body turned to ash and scattered in the storm.

Namoji flicked blood from his blade.

Namoji: "…Too easy."

Tai, trembling:

Tai: "…He did that like it was nothing…"

Jujong, watching:

Jujong: "That's the High Tier. Namoji — the Wind Blader."