The Extra's Transcension

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'BOOM!'

Upon hearing the sound of the explosion, Lyrium rushed towards the place where the noise of the explosion came from,

'Should I use this crystal right now?'

He thought as he ran on the street of the Black Market to check the middle- aged man from before.

"Just in case, should I just use this right now?" Lyrium muttered as he took out the crystal and holding in his left hand while still running.

He started pouring his mana onto the the red crystal, which the crystal started glowing for some minutes before completely disintegrate and it's particle flow directly towards his belly button,

["Congratulations, new skill obtained"]

["New Skill: Ruler's Loathing has been added"]

After seeing the screen in front of him, he for some minutes stood in front of the Skill Store from before,

'Status Window'

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[Name: Lyrium Blackwood]

[Age: 16]

[Race: Human]

[Rank: D-]

[Talent Limit: Error]

[Skill Passive: Unknown Lock§]

[Skill: Ruler's Loathing]

[Skill Detail: ⟩Name: Ruler's Loathing⟨]

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• Upon using the skill, the user will temporarily be in a state of mind where the instinct will rise to a higher level making the body move on its own.

• Upon using this skill, the user will only be focused instinctly on a single specific task and without taking any other things into consideration

• Upon using this skill, the feelings, emotions and nervousness of the user will be removed temporary, also making the user intellegence higher and think carefully before doing anything.

• Upon deactivating or the skill duration time came to an end, the user will go through mana fluctuation, due to only relying completely on his instinct.

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⟩Duration: 15 Minutes

⟩Mana Fluctuations/After Effects: 3 Minutes

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[Sword Art: None]

Elements: None]

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⟩Strength: C+

⟩Speed: D-

⟩Agility: D

⟩Stamina: E+

⟩Durabality: D+

⟩Inteligence: B+

⟩Instincts: D+

⟩Charm: D

⟩Mana Points: E+

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"Ho..-"

'Clank!'

The sound of the particles of the mirror that was falling on top of his head surprise him as he completely forgot about the explosion.

Lyrium, upon realizing the situation kick the door of the Black Market as black smoke came out from the room completely making his blinding his sight.

"Cough! Mr...cough! Victor! Cough! Cough!, Are you there? Cough! Cough!"

As he entered the room he saw the man from before, Victor who was fighting some figure who wore black Mask and Black cloths and Chameleon symbol on their chest.

At first glance, Lyrium could tell that Victor was having a hard time dealing with the group as they already stole some of his skills which are higher in rank.

Lyrium rushed towards the man to help him as he saw another figure appearing behind the man to slash his head,

'Clang!'

Lyrium, upon arriving in front of the black maskman block his Katana as Lyrium already taken out the sword he just had brought from the weapon store.

"What are you doing here Kid?" Victor exclaimed as he saw Lyrium behind him blocking the Blacksman.

"Just heard the explosion, so I rush here to check-" Lyrium words were cut off when a swing came right through his belly,

'Swish!'

Upon noticing the swing by the black marksman without saying anything, it came right through his neck to cut his head off again, but was barely able to dodge as he push his body onto the left side.

Lyrium then clench the handle of his sword tightly as he clashed swords with the masked figure, their blades flashing in the dim light of the Skill Store that was ruined.

The masked figure was a formidable opponent, their movements swift and deadly.

As well as Lyrium, although he doesn't know any sword arts in this world, he was a champion of World Kendo championship on back on his world.

But it was not enough to take the black marksman down as he was using some kind of sword art.

Despite his best efforts, Lyrium found himself on the defensive, struggling to keep up with the masked figure's relentless assault.

Victor, meanwhile, was still reeling from the earlier attack, unable to intervene.

Just when it seemed the masked figure was about to deliver the final blow, Lyrium remembered the Ruler's Loathing skill he had acquired earlier.

'Damn, it's not enough, did I really have to use that, I don't want the backlashes. Although it's only for 3 minutes I don't want to go through that pain.'

Having no choice, Lyrium said the skill to activate in his mind.

'Skill Ruler's Loathing. Activate!'

A popped up screen appeared in front of him as he said those words in his mind,

[Skill: Ruler's Loathing has been Activated]

[Duration: 14:59]

Upon activating the skill, Lyrium stood their, stood in front of the Black swordsman helding the big sword on his hand.

The black swordsman that was in front of Lyrium, for some reasong was feeling a chills down his spine, his instinct told him to run away from Lyrium as far as possible.

"Haaaa...." The room was filled with the sound of Lyriums breathing.

Lyrium after a minute silence gaze his head up towards the black marksman as the Maskman stood their in front of him still sweating hard.

His eyes were like two glaciers, cold and unyielding.

They seemed to bore into those he looked at, as if sizing them up without any emotional attachment.

His gaze was devoid of warmth, of kindness, of any hint of humanity.

It was a gaze that could freeze blood in one's veins.

His face was a mask of indifference, a canvas of calmness that betrayed no hint of emotion.

His lips were thin and pressed together, his jawline chiseled and unyielding.

He didn't smile, didn't frown, didn't betray any emotion whatsoever.

He was a statue, a monument of indifference in a world of emotions.

When he spoke, his voice was low and even, devoid of inflection or emotion.

His words were measured, calculated, and devoid of passion.

He didn't raise his voice, didn't whisper, didn't show any variation in tone.

He was a robot, a machine that spoke without feeling.

"Death....."

Ignoring Lyrium's words and his instincts, the black maskman dashed towards him trying to slash him.

Just as the black maskman was about to strike, Lyrium's eyes flashed with an icy intensity. His pupils constricted, and his irises seemed to turn a shade darker.

In an instant, Lyrium's body moved on its own, his sword flashing in the dim light. The black maskman didn't even have time to react.

'Click!'

The sound was almost imperceptible, a faint clicking noise that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time.

'Thud!'

The black maskman's head slid off his shoulders, his body crumpling to the ground with a soft thud. Lyrium stood over him, his sword still trembling with the force of the blow.

"Haaaa.....Ha....." Once again the room was echoed with the sound of only Lyrium's breathing as there was no one, Victor still having his battle with the group outside the store.

Lyrium stood there motion less again watching the lifeless body that was lying on the floor.

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Lyrium blinked, his eyes refocusing as he looked down at the black maskman's lifeless body. He seemed to be unaware of what had just happened, his expression calm and detached.

"W-What j-just happened?" Unaware of the situation he was in, he Stuttered those words as a new pop up screen appears in front of him.

[Task Completed, Skill, Ruler's Loathing has been deactivated]

[Mana fluctuation will start in 3]

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Here it is, oh and more extra chaps are coming, but it'll be late tonight due to some problems.