Realm Academy Novels & Stories

Hearing those words, Alex was dumbstruck. The divided soul continued, “The True Martial path is a path honed completely through battles. It has extremely high requirements for your physical body’s recovery. That’s why the True Martial Marrow possesses the most incredible recovery ability in the entire universe! Enjoy this reward! This secret realm will be closed completely. Alex Rockefeller, ask me now if you still have any doubts!” “Oh... By the way, I just saw how bizarre the destruction of the Shura Realm looked. It turned out that a huge mouth had devoured that world. What the hell was going on? What on earth was that mouth?”

Deacon says. “Do you want to question her? My guy can be a little intimidating, and I’m not sure if that’s the best approach with this one,” Raff asks D. “Sure, I can remain impartial with her,” Deacon nods, and I admire his self-control. Deacon and Raff leave the room, and moments later we see them step into the room next door. The girl doesn’t react to them, just continues rocking and talking silently. “Hello, my name is Deacon Collins. I run an academy within the Grey realm for students aged 18 to 24. We provide accommodation, food, clothing and security. I’d love to offer you a place if you think it might be something that interests you,” D says softly.

Before Sera could answer, Renna's voice rang out across the courtyard, calling the first name, and the trial began in earnest. She watched the others go ahead of her, one by one, tested against a rotation of obstacles built to measure control rather than raw power, a wind gauntlet, a water maze, a frost wall meant to be melted with precision instead of brute heat. Some students passed with the easy confidence of people who'd been training since childhood. Others faltered, magic flickering wild under pressure, and Renna's voice would call a clipped, unforgiving verdict, insufficient control, return next season.