'Finally... Once I kill a Beast tomorrow, I'll be able to raise my first undead...'
Raiven began walking out of the class together with the other students.
As he walked, he could hear the chatters of the other students beside him.
"Hey, I think the rumor that Tim is dead is actually true. He didn't come to class today."
"Yeah, who do you think killed him?"
"He bullied a lot of students, so nobody is really sure..."
Raiven knew that no one would find out that it was Avin, and even if they did, they would do nothing about it.
The academy didn't really care about the death of a student, except if that student came from a really rich and powerful family.
And well, Tim's family was really normal.
Raiven got to the gate where the driver was already waiting.
He quickly entered the car, and the driver took off.
After getting home, Lily helped him keep his uniform, and he freshened up.
"Lord Allen wishes to see you," she said with a slight bow.
Raiven raised a brow.
"Alright."
After changing into his casual clothes, he quickly made his way to the study room.
The door opened with a slight click.
He instantly saw Allen.
He was seated on the couch in the room, his brows slightly furrowed like he was thinking of something.
Raiven began walking towards him.
"You sent for me, father."
Allen smiled as he gestured for Raiven to take a seat beside him.
"Yes, I didn't think you would come so quickly."
Raiven just chuckled.
He knew why he came quickly.
He felt like he knew the reason why Allen sent for him, and it was a good one.
"I wanted to give you something, son," Allen began. He sat comfortably on the chair, crossed his legs, then continued, "Tomorrow is the Solo Hole Entry, right? I'm sure you're preparing, but I also want you to be more prepared. That's why..."
He paused.
Under the curious gaze of Raiven, he opened his palm.
And then...
WHOOSH!
With a slight gust of wind, something appeared on Allen's palm.
Raiven's eyes widened a bit.
'I knew it...'
He stared at the Two-handed Axe on Allen's hand.
The axe was grey-colored, and it was about the same length as a short sword.
Even with the dim light in the room, Raiven could still see how smooth and sharp the blade was.
After Allen asked him about his choice of weapon this morning, he had a feeling that he would get him a weapon.
Allen stretched out the axe towards Raiven with a smile.
"Here you go. Take it."
Raiven quickly collected it, a gasp escaping his lips.
"Wow..." he muttered. "Thank you, dad."
"It's alright, son. I've removed my Soul Energy from it, so you can now keep it in your inventory and check its description."
Raiven understood what Allen meant.
Every system has an inventory with 5 base slots, and more slots can be unlocked when the user advances to the next tier.
The inventory only accepts items that are directly earned by the user. Either the user must have bought it or killed a Beast to get it. The system would recognize it.
But apart from that, if the item has a trace of the user's Soul Energy, then it would also be accepted by the inventory.
Any item that did not meet any of these two conditions would be rejected by the inventory.
Raiven released a bit of his Soul Energy and imbued it into the two-handed axe.
He thought of putting it into his inventory, and in that instant, the axe disappeared from his hand.
'Alright, time to check it out...'
With a thought, the inventory section of the system appeared in front of him.
[Slot 1: Two-handed Axe]
[Slot 2: Empty]
....
[Slot 5: Empty]
Raiven focused on the Two-handed Axe, and its information instantly appeared.
[Two-handed Axe: A Rare Rank Weapon made from the Soul Shard and Heart of a Berserker Elephant.]
[Unique Skill: The Great Cry]
[The Great Cry: Once this skill is activated, the axe emits a powerful trumpet sound, doubling its attack power for two minutes.]
[Cooldown: Three minutes.]
'Doubling its attack power...?'
Raiven raised a brow.
A small smirk formed at the corner of his lips.
He knew deep down that this skill wasn't weak at all.
If the attack power of the axe could be doubled for two minutes, then it would give him a slight advantage in battle.
'Cooldown of three minutes, huh...?'
"Do you like it?" Allen asked, snapping Raiven out of his thoughts.
"Uh, yes, of course," Raiven said. "Thanks once again, dad."
Allen smiled.
He stood up and began walking out of the study room.
"It's alright, son," Allen opened the door, "I know you'll do great tomorrow."
The door closed with a soft click.
Raiven closed his eyes.
He exhaled deeply.
Then he opened his eyes again.
He couldn't lie. He was definitely tense and anxious for tomorrow.
But he had to do it.
As an avid reader of the novel, he knew firsthand that this world was all about survival.
People died brutally every day, either in the Holes or even in the normal cities.
If one wasn't powerful, they had a very low chance of survival in this world.
And with the coming Armageddon, he had to get stronger quickly.
There was no other way to go about it.
Raiven stared at the window of the study room for a good five minutes, sorting his thoughts.
Before he could space out any further, he quickly stood up.
He walked towards the door, opened it, and then...
"Lady Stella wishes to see you. She's in the garden," Lily said, instantly lowering her head.
She coincidentally was about to knock on the door before Raiven opened it.
"Alright, I'll be right there."
Lily nodded before walking away.
'I just hope she'll also give me something good,' Raiven thought.
He began walking down the hallway.
He quickly found his way to the stairs, which he descended, before going through the back door.
He was greeted with the sight of the beautiful garden.
The scent of flowers instantly hit his nose before he could even take in the sight completely.
There was a bench in the middle of the garden, and seated on it was his mother, Stella Ashland.
'Alright, here we go...'
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[A/N: Please, your power stones will be greatly appreciated, because it'll help boost this novel. Thank you!!!]