Ascension Through Skills Novel Novels & Stories

Anyway, I’m pretty many are not familiar with the concept I’m using in this story. First of all, The Ascension, previously titled ‘The Fate Changer’s Ascension’ and ‘Dear Mr. Fate Changer’ is my first book ever. I wrote it December of 2018. I was never trained in writing or have any whatsoever background on how to write a story. Lol, my major in college is Mathematics.

Yet, the Ascendants persevered, their unity serving as an impenetrable shield against the forces of darkness. In the midst of their trials, the Ascendants unlocked hidden aspects of their powers, reaching unprecedented levels of strength and mastery. They honed their skills through rigorous training, harnessing the elements, manipulating energy, and delving into ancient arcane arts. Their individual growth intertwined with their unwavering camaraderie, forming an unbreakable bond that fueled their collective might. As they neared their final destination—an ancient citadel where the crystal awaited—the Ascendants stood at the precipice of their ultimate test.

Crippled! That word struck everyone present like a physical blow and left them frozen in place. "What… what do you mean by crippled? Will he be bedridden forever?" Xena clutched her chest as tears welled up. At this moment, she was not the revered goddess of war, just a helpless woman. Silas shook his head. "No, not exactly. The Five Points of Ascension ranks third among our highest medical techniques. Brandon knows how impossibly difficult it is to perform it, so he never mastered it in his entire life! Once mastered, it elevates one's medical skills tremendously.

The atmosphere constricted instantly, followed by the appearance of nine golden dragons bursting through the air to surround Darryl. Indeed, Darryl had cast the Ascension of the Nine Dragons. The Ascension of the Nine Dragons was the first skill that Darryl had learned when he first became a cultivator. It had been over a decade since that, and he was now more than familiar with it. All that could be seen was every scale on the golden dragons glinting in the light, radiating powerful energy. "Kill!" The next second, the nine dragons let out a series of howls before charging toward the two golden birds with an impossible force.

"The council elders have already finished drafting the succession announcement ages ago. Once you come home, you can take over and become the new Lycan Queen at any time." That night, Andy still did not come home. I was used to it by now already. - The next morning, I submitted my request to leave the pack to the Council of Elders after I got out of bed. A few warriors I was close to asked why I was leaving so suddenly. "Aren't you an orphan? Did you find your family?" A warrior asked. "Maybe she's some Alpha's long-lost daughter, haha!" Another warrior laughed. Everyone teased me all at once, and I simply smiled and nodded. "That's right. I'm going home to take over a pack."

I felt an experience I knew yet didn’t recognize as it echoed past traumas I had attempted to hide away in my mind. I hadn’t felt it in years. During the war against House Noctura I last experienced its presence when shadows moved and logic collapsed. The war with House Noctura left me with vivid traumatic memories that formed a chaotic tapestry bound together by desperate magical threads. The last moment an Ascendant lost control occurred when their power consumed their intention and their abilities transformed from salvation’s instruments into destruction’s messengers. The old scars pulsed with pain as I remembered the destruction their uncontrolled magic had caused.

she murmured. "You’re not," he said softly. "He’s trying to kill you slowly, to hollow you out before the knife ever touches you." Adrianna sank to the floor. "He’s already won." "No," Alessandro said firmly. "Not yet." Upstairs, the chapel felt different. It had always been baroque and oppressive, but now it seemed to breathe. The candles burned black, and the stained-glass windows no longer merely reflected the moonlight; they seemed to leak it, as if the sky itself was bleeding into the room.

“I’m sure there will be no love lost there. Wait here.” I waited patiently as Judge Jackson left for his bedroom. He returned a short while later with a thick binder. “What is this?” I asked, accepting it when he dropped it into my hands. “It’s a life skills survival manual. You should read it thoroughly.” “What is it for?” “It’s to get you better acclimated to life outside of Eden.” I was relieved, because it was clear that despite my Supervisor’s efforts that us girls were ill-prepared for the outside world. A thought came to me.

I mean, if Lycidas of all people could do it, I don't see why I can't. Taking a deep breath, I placed my hands on the rough bark of the tree and began to ascend, each movement slow and deliberate. As I climbed, I couldn't help but marvel at how different it felt from before. It was as if my body had become attuned to the physical demands of the journey, responding with a newfound strength and agility. Ever since that weird night where Mabel had felt an aura in my room, I had felt way more grounded in a way that was just difficult to put into words.

But now he remembered well what Gerald did and it was very useful to teach Cedric about what to do. Cedric paid attention and he tried to take note of that in his mind. He then asked again about another cases that might occur during the missions so that he would have a basic knowledge about kinds of problems that might appear. Now Vincent tried to share one of his specialty. Sometimes they would need to make a deal with capos and other clients. To win over a hard arguments and serious talk, Cedric would need the ability to read on a person’s mind. This kind of psychological skill would be beneficial to make people believe in Cedric’s words. In order to strengthen up the arguments, Vincent ha