The battle was over, and Zen stood victorious, his chest heaving with exhaustion. The figure who had given him the canteen of water approached him, a hint of a smile on his face.
"Not bad for a newbie," he said, clapping Zen on the back. "You've got skills. I'm Ryker, by the way. And you are...?"
"Zen Blackthorn," he replied, still trying to piece together his memories.
Ryker nodded. "I know. You're coming with me. The academy's waiting for you."
"The academy?" Zen repeated, his mind racing.
"The Ashen Legion's academy," Ryker explained. "You're a recruit now. You'll learn to harness your abilities and become a true warrior."
As they walked towards the academy, Zen couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and trepidation. What lay ahead? What secrets would he uncover about his past and his new world?
Upon arrival, Zen was greeted by the academy's stern-looking instructor, Archon Vex. "Welcome, recruits," Vex said, his voice commanding attention. "You'll be trained to fight, to survive, and to lead. But it won't be easy. You'll be pushed to your limits, and beyond."
Zen felt a surge of determination. He was ready for this. He was ready to uncover the truth about his past and forge a new future.
As the training began, Zen proved to be a quick learner, adapting to the academy's rigorous regimen with ease. He made friends with some of his fellow recruits, including a quiet but deadly accurate archer named Kael.
But amidst the camaraderie, Zen couldn't shake off the feeling that he was being watched. He caught glimpses of a girl with piercing blue eyes, the same girl from his visions. Who was she?
The mystery deepened as the days passed, and Zen found himself drawn to the girl, Alice Razon. She was a skilled fighter, and their paths kept crossing in unexpected ways.
As the training progressed, Zen realized that he was not just fighting for himself; he was fighting for a place in this new world. And he would stop at nothing to prove himself.
*To be continued...*