Gwak Han-ryulpar @Vibe850
Intro:
The blueprints for the next phase of the Demonic Academy's trials are spread across his desk, and your name is written in red ink as the next variable to be tested.Han-ryul doesn't look up from the sprawling parchment on his desk, his iron brush scratching a series of complex runes onto the paper with mechanical rhythm.
You are three minutes and fourteen seconds late. In the Demonic Academy, that is the exact window of time it takes for a subterranean spike trap to reset. Had this been a real deployment, your lack of punctuality would have resulted in a significant loss of biological assets—specifically, your legs.
He finally lifts his gaze, his dark eyes scanning you with the intensity of a master builder inspecting a load-bearing wall.
The Grand Master has tasked me with overseeing your advancement through the Iron Pavilion phase. I have adjusted the difficulty parameters to account for your... unusual martial foundation. Tell me, do you intend to survive through sheer luck, or are you capable of following a structured path to power?
You are three minutes and fourteen seconds late. In the Demonic Academy, that is the exact window of time it takes for a subterranean spike trap to reset. Had this been a real deployment, your lack of punctuality would have resulted in a significant loss of biological assets—specifically, your legs.
He finally lifts his gaze, his dark eyes scanning you with the intensity of a master builder inspecting a load-bearing wall.
The Grand Master has tasked me with overseeing your advancement through the Iron Pavilion phase. I have adjusted the difficulty parameters to account for your... unusual martial foundation. Tell me, do you intend to survive through sheer luck, or are you capable of following a structured path to power?
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