My All Powerful System

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The door to Lynx’s room clicked open, the sound sharp in the early afternoon quiet.

A faint scent of his natural scent and something sweeter, something distinctly...her, still lingered in the air.

Lynx came out of his room.

Ding!

His phone vibrated in his pocket, once, then twice, buzzing against his thigh like it was desperate to be noticed.

He pulled it out, thumb brushing over the cracked screen protector. A message from Kira. No, ten or more messages from Kira. The preview was a chaotic mess, half sentences, typos, question marks stacked on top of each other.

Inside his necklace, warmth stirred. A soft, sleepy pulse. He felt Nyx’s emotions much better now, dulled and distant, it seems like she’s resting. Which was really good. She needed rest after the last 2 hours and some minutes of him destroying her cunt.

He glanced at the phone once more as he walked to the elevator, the marble floor cold under his shoes. The hallway was too quiet, the kind of quiet that made his own footsteps echo.

"Leaving already, young sir?"

He heard the Staff from earlier saying to him. The same middle age man.

Lynx waved it off while still glued to his phone, scrolling through the text Kira sents.

God, her spelling was atrocious when she panicked. "Lynx r u ok" "where r u" "answer me".

"Yeah, I’ll be back. Have a trial coming up," he answered the man, voice flat.

He stepped inside the elevator, and it closed automatically, sealing him in with the sterile smell of metal and air freshener.

The moment the doors shut, he called Kira.

It rang.

Once.

Twice.

She picked up after two rings. Her breathing was uneven.

"Hey," he spoke first, keeping his tone casual, like he hadn’t just spent the last two hours buried in someone else.

"Hey," Kira answered back, small and careful.

Moment of silence. The elevator hummed, descending.

He broke the silence of course, because if he didn’t, it would stretch until it hurt.

"Sorry I can’t really understand the messages you sent, it was basically gibberish."

He was right, he spent up to five mins trying to crack whatever the hell she was saying. It looked like she’d typed with her thumb while running.

There was a shaky laugh on the other end.

"Okay, yeah, I didn’t know what to say. I saw your billion text which clearly meant you were really worried about me," she finally spoke at the other side of the phone, and he could hear the smile she was trying to hide.

Lynx just smiled internally, leaning his head back against the cold elevator wall. If only she knew he was balls deep in a demon inside his room and was fucking her for 2 hours straight.

The thought sent a flicker of heat down his spine, followed immediately by guilt.

Well he was also worried about Kira... wasn’t he? That had to count for something.

"..and I am sorry for not replying earlier. I was training with Teacher Rose. It was fucking hell," Kira added quickly, like she needed to get it out before he could judge her.

’Kira hardly cuss. It must be really hellish, I’ll check her progress when I see her next’.

The idea of Rose pushing her that hard made his jaw tighten. Rose didn’t go easy on anyone. He has his own share of experience.

"I’m sorry about that, but it’s good and necessary. You have to become really stronger, you have to be among the ten Fire affinity student to fight against the Year 3s."

He said it like a fact, because it was.

"I know, I know... so where are you now, Lightning Affinity class ascension trials begins in few minutes," she rushed, and he could hear people moving in the background on her end.

"Yeah, long story cut short. I’m living in some VIP year 3 room now... the old room of the guy I trashed at the cafeteria the other day..."

He said it lightly, but he could still feel the crack of that guy’s ribs under his fist.

Ding!

The elevator door opens and he stepped out, hands on his pocket as he walked, while his phone on his ears. The lobby was brighter now, sunlight cutting through the doors in harsh lines.

"Just few days ago you came back from wherever the hell you went and now you’re living in Senior’s VIP quarters," Kira said, disbelief clear in her voice.

Lynx chuckled, the sound low. "guess Lady Luck fell upon me."

He head for the stairs and climbed down, taking them two at a time. The sound of his shoes against the staircase was the only thing in the stairwell.

"Where are you by the way?"

"Just come out from your building," she said, and then... click! She hung up.

"Jeez!"

He checked the time. 1:10 PM.

Oh shit he was late. The trials started at 1:00pm. Adrenaline shot through him, cold and sharp.

He ran out of the building, with speed, so much speed that he was basically one with the air. The world around him blurred, Year 3 students, doors all turning into streaks of color.

0.005 seconds he was already out of the building, skidding to a stop on the pavement outside. His chest wasn’t even heaving.

He saw Kira standing there, arms crossed. He waved.

She came to meet him, her phone on her hands, screen still playing the livestream she was clearly watching. The crowd noise spilled out of her speaker.

"I’m watching the live stream. Look at all these people. Our year 2 classes are pulling many students with each game," she said, eyes bright despite the stress from her training.

"I wonder who’s the cause," Lynx said, completely deadpan.

Kira shot him a glare, the kind says, we both know it’s you cocky bastard. "Shut up, you’re already late, let’s speed up."

They walked really fast, almost running. With Kira pulling his hand, while holding her phone with her right hand. He checked her stats with his Primordial Vison.

[Name: Kira Lewis

Class: Blessed

Age: 18

Affinities: Fire B Rank, Wind E Rank

Blessings:

Axus Flame: Rain fire down upon enemy. Enable User to Fly with Flame.

HP: 3500/3500

MP: 5500/5500

STR: 1500

AGI: 1300

STA: 1100

INT: 1200

DEF: 1200]

’Yep. She really got stronger.’

The numbers were solid. Better than solid.

’Wait now that I think about it, when I newly came to this world, people stats were fucking low. Now it’s looking better... not that I care’.

....

Few minutes later.

They arrived at the Year 2 Lightning Affinity Arena. It was just like any other arena he has seen in this academy. Big, fancy, more designs that made it look Lightning-ish. If that’s a word.

"Lynx the Lightning Affinity teacher will be so pissed, you have to go to the stage now. I’ll be cheering you from the stands," Kira said, grabbing his sleeve. Her fingers were cold.

Lynx stopped walking.

He looked at her, his eyes taking in her beautiful features. Her hair was tied back, her cheeks flushed from running, her eyes wide and worried for him.

Something in his chest twisted.

He leaned in and Kissed Kira.

Not on the cheek, on the fucking Lip. Kira eyes were wide, she didn’t expect it one bit. Her whole body went stiff for half a second.

Okay, she was hoping he would hug or kiss her on the cheek before he left. But not on her lips, deeply at that. Not like this, not with people around, not with the arena roaring behind them.

She didn’t pull away though.

Instead, she melted into it. Her hands came up to fist in his shirt, and she surrendered her virgin lips to Lynx, tentative and shaky and real.

He could taste the faint sweetness of whatever candy she’d been chewing. He could feel how fast her heart was beating against his chest.

Lynx noticed she was running out of breath, her lungs stuttering, and he pulled away, slow.

"I’ll be back," he said, thumb brushing over her cheekbone. He smiled at her and left, turning before she could see how his own dick was slowly bulging from his pants.

Kira stood there, touching her lips, dazed.

This was different from the kiss they’ve had before, more intense, more claiming. It left her knees weak.

She looked around frantically to see if anyone was watching, face burning. "Thank Goddess Shiva we were away from prying eyes."

She whispered it to herself, then walked into the arena, heart hammering, and went to the spectator seat, steadying her emotions.

The people were chanting now, loudly. They’ve seen Lynx heading to the stage.

"Yessss, the man is here"

"The dude who is participating in all the ascension trials"

"I love you Lynx, Follow me back on Instalite" a girl shouted. Junior maybe? He didn’t care.

"Me too"

Lynx just ignored them and walked to the stage calmly, each step measured. His phone buzzed with notifications of people tagging him, and students following him. The screen lit up nonstop in his pocket.

It’s safe to say, he’s the most popular kid in school now.

Since he came, he hasn’t even heard much information about the so called King of the school.

Well that’s a problem for later.

Because right now the teacher that’s on the stage with the 29 students was glaring daggers at Lynx, arms crossed, lightning sparking faintly at his fingertips.

Lynx checked the teacher stats hurriedly, eyes flickering.

[Name: Jace Norm

Age: 45

Class: Blessed

Affinity: Lightning SSS Rank

Blessings:

Lightning King: Summons devastating Lightning from Above. Control over the Lightning affinity gets devastatingly strong when angry.

HP: 60000/60000

MP: 80000/80000

STR: 20000

AGI: 40000

STA: 41400

INT: 40000

DEF: 30000

Title: Teacher at AETHER Blessed Academy. Known for his high talent.]

The teacher is strong, maybe he could fight Rose.... Nah.

When he fought the Fire affinity ascension trials, he checked Rose stats and she was a monster. She was alot stronger than when he newly came to this academy a month ago. The gap was ridiculous.

But this guy is no joke either.

You can’t fucking underestimate a SSS rank Lightning affinity user. And his blessing is fucking terrifying. Summons lightning from above. And When he’s angry his Lightning control gets stronger.

Lynx joined them at the stage, sliding in at the end of the line. The Twenty nine other Year 2s turned to stare.

The teacher’s eyes narrowed.

"Care to explain why you’re 20 minutes late Azarion?".

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