Dimension System: SSS Rank Talent Awakening

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A one day later, since the academy returned to its bustling routines. The war had left its scars, but life was slowly resuming.

Astral Heaven Academy's students will trained with renewed determination, the echoes of their struggles driving them to become stronger.

Dabi, however, had been grappling with a different challenge: assembling the perfect team for the International Academy Tournament.

The tournament was a symbol of hope, a way to bring joy to the people after so much loss. But the weight of selecting the right teammates, those who could rise to the occasion, was immense. Sitting on a bench near the academy fountain, Dabi unfolded the parchment where he'd been jotting down names.

"Zen, Jeni, Kiba, Althea," he murmured to himself, his pen tapping against the paper. "Let's do this."

Dabi's first stop was the sparring grounds. The clash of blades echoed in the air, and there was Zen, his movements a blur as his twin swords danced through the air. Each strike was flawless, each step calculated. He wasn't just skilled; he was a master of precision.

"Zen!" Dabi called, walking up as the swordsman finished his routine with a flourish.

Zen turned, his piercing gray eyes locking onto Dabi. "Dabi. What brings you here?"

"I'm forming a team for the tournament," Dabi said, holding up his parchment. "And I want you on it."

I heard about the international academy tournament. You are the team captain headmaster Raghnall choose,I presume.

Zen's lips curved into a smirk. "So, You sure? Dual blades aren't exactly the most team -friendly weapon. I'm more of a lone wolf."

"That's why I want you," Dabi replied. "Your skills are unmatched, and you're someone who can hold their own in any situation. We need your precision and strategy." I trust you the most. I can leave my back to you without any worries.

Zen wiped the sweat from his brow, studying Dabi for a moment. "Alright, I'm in. But don't expect me to babysit anyone."

"I wouldn't dream of it," Dabi said with a grin. Who would want be babysit by a baby?

Zen laughs listening to Dabi comment. Dabi also join in laughter. They both laughs for a while. Then Zen asked, who else you have in your mind?

Dabi replied, I have few people in my mind like Jeni, kiba and Althea. My next stop is recruiting your sister Jeni.

Zen replied. Good luck with that. Nowadays she just lost track of time wandering about something. There is something wrong with her.

I don't think she is behaving in a wired way. Dabi said to zen.

Go, you will find out soon. Zen replied.

Few minutes later....

The icy courtyard shimmered with frost as Dabi approached Jeni. She was surrounded by a whirlwind of snow, her golden hair glowing in the cold light.

With a flick of her wrist, she sent a wave of ice across the ground, freezing everything in its path.

"Jeni!" Dabi called, careful not to step on the slick ice.

She turned, her emerald eyes lighting up when she saw him. "Dabi! What are doing here.?" She blushes, while she says tucking her hair back.

Dabi said with a chuckle. "I'm here because I need you on my tournament team."

Jeni's playful grin faltered. "Me? Are you sure? Ice magic is great for offense, but it's not exactly subtle. And I'm not the most... experience fighter."

"That's exactly why I need you," Dabi said firmly. "Your ability to control the battlefield is unmatched. You can freeze enemies in their tracks and force them into disadvantageous positions. I can train you according to the enemy tactic. You're a game-changer."

Jeni tilted her head, a thoughtful look crossing her face. After a moment, she smiled. "Alright, I'm in. But don't blame me if I turn our opponents into popsicles."

"That's the plan," Dabi replied with a wink. After that he goes looking for Kiba.

The academy's serene lake shimmered in the midday sun as Dabi approached Kiba. The young water wielder was practicing at the edge, his hands moving fluidly as he controlled streams of water that twisted and danced in the air. The water formed intricate patterns, reflecting his focus and control.

"Kiba!" Dabi called, waving as he approached.

Kiba turned, his blue eyes sparkling like the water he commanded. "Dabi. What's up?"

"I'm putting together a team for the international tournament," Dabi said. "And I want you on it."

Kiba raised an eyebrow. "Me? I'm not exactly situated for that. Water control is useful, sure, but it's not the kind of power that turns heads." I am also looked down by other. Many students will say negative things if mess up. Why don't you choose someone else?

"Maybe not," Dabi admitted. "But your water magic versatile, and you have the potential to disrupt opponents in ways they won't expect. You're adaptable, and you think on your feet. That's exactly what we need."

Kiba hesitated, glancing at the lake. "You really think I can make a difference?"

"I know you can," Dabi said.

Kiba's lips curved into a small smile. "Alright, I'm in. But if this goes sideways, please don't blame me."

"Fair enough," Dabi said with a laugh. Don't worry I will train you. You will do great. Bye for now. I need to go and think about recruit the last team member.

With three names confirmed, Dabi returned to the library to finalize his notes. He spread the parchment on the table, his brow furrowed as he considered the final piece of the puzzle.

"Dabi?"

The soft voice startled him, and he looked up to see Althea Illyrian standing before him. Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her violet eyes held a mix of curiosity and concern.

"Althea," Dabi said, surprised. "What brings you here?"

"I came to check on you," she said, taking a seat across from him. "You've been busy all week. I wanted to see if you're okay."

"I'm fine," Dabi said with a small smile. "Just trying to figure out the last member for my team."

Althea tilted her head. "Why didn't you consider me?"

Dabi blinked. " I was thinking of recruiting you." I just didn't know how should I approach you. What if you refuse to join. I was thinking about that.

What's there to think about? We are still friends, right! Of course I will help you.

"I'm a healer," she said simply. "I've been training quietly, but I've always kept to myself. Healing magic isn't flashy, but it's essential, especially in a tournament."

Dabi leaned back, yes we are friends, sorry for thinking that you. I am glad you are willing to join.

"I didn't think you'd need me," she admitted. "But after everything we've been through, I realized I want to help. If you'll have me, I'd like to join your team."

Dabi smiled, extending a hand. "Welcome to the team, Althea."

As the sun set over the academy, Dabi stood in the courtyard, looking at the names on his parchment: Zen, Jeni, Kiba, and Althea. Each of them brought something unique to the table, and together, they formed a team unlike any other.

The International Academy Tournament was still weeks away, but the journey to prepare them had already begun. Dabi felt a spark of excitement as he thought about what they could achieve together.

For now, his focus was on forging them into a cohesive unit. The challenges ahead would be immense, but with this team, he was ready to face whatever came next. Dabi writes down him team details inside a notebook.

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Dabi will write their level and rank's powers in here

The last rays of sunlight bathed the Astral Heaven Academy in a golden hue, casting long shadows across the courtyard as Dabi finished writing down the names of his chosen team members. The weight of his decision settled over him like a mantle of responsibility. This wasn't just about winning a tournament; it was about representing the academy, inspiring people, and proving to himself that he was ready for the challenges ahead.

The courtyard was alive with the sound of students practicing their skills. Dabi looked around at his peers, recognizing their determination to rebuild after the chaos they had faced. He had already recruited three extraordinary individuals: Zen, the masterful dual-blade swordsman; Jeni, the unpredictable ice mage; and Kiba, the adaptable water wielder. Now, he had to unite them into a formidable team.

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Zen: The Reluctant Leader

Dabi headed to the sparring grounds to discuss strategy with Zen, who was wrapping up another intense practice session. The clashing sounds of blades reverberated as Zen finished sparring with an opponent, disarming them with a single fluid motion.

"Zen," Dabi called as he approached.

The swordsman turned, sheathing his twin blades with precision. "Dabi. What's the plan now?"

"We need to work on coordination," Dabi said. "Your combat skills are exceptional, but the tournament will demand more than individual prowess. You'll need to adapt to fighting as a team."

Zen's eyes narrowed slightly. "You're making me sound like a problem."

"Not a problem," Dabi corrected, meeting Zen's gaze. "An asset. But even the strongest blade is useless without direction. You're not just a fighter, Zen—you're a tactician. I need you to help lead this team."

Zen considered this, then nodded. "Fine. But if anyone holds us back, don't expect me to sugarcoat it." Continue reading on My Virtual Library Empire

"Wouldn't have it any other way," Dabi said with a grin.

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Jeni: The Blizzard Queen

Finding Jeni wasn't hard; she was in her element, literally. A section of the academy grounds had been transformed into a winter wonderland, with frost coating the grass and snowflakes drifting lazily in the air.

Jeni greeted Dabi with her usual smirk. "Here to talk strategy, captain?"

"Something like that," Dabi said. "I need you to tone down the solo acts. Your ice magic is incredible, but in the tournament, precision and teamwork will matter just as much as power."

Jeni rolled her eyes, but there was a flicker of understanding in her expression. "Alright, alright. I'll try not to freeze my teammates. No promises about the opponents, though."

"That's all I ask," Dabi said with a chuckle.

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