NOVEL WEB Chapter 41: Chapter 41– The Weight of a New Beginning
The Academy's towering gates had long disappeared behind them, but the weight of stepping into a realm meant only for powerhouses was still sinking in.
Ethan's eyes traced the sprawling grounds ahead. The Celestial Apex Academy was unlike anything he had imagined.
It was more than just a place of learning—it was a battlefield, a proving ground where only the elite could carve their names into history.
The stone pathways leading deeper into the Academy pulsed faintly with energy, inscriptions woven into them acting as silent sentinels. Every brick, every step, every gust of wind carried the legacy of those who had walked this path before them.
And now, they had joined that lineage.
Ethan stole a glance at Ronan, who had been oddly quiet. His friend's usually carefree expression was missing.
Ronan exhaled sharply. "That test…" He rubbed the back of his neck. "I didn't expect it to be that ruthless."
Ethan hummed in agreement. More than half of the applicants had failed. Some had been forced to leave in humiliation, while others had walked away in quiet defeat, knowing they simply weren't ready.
But Ethan and Ronan had passed.
They were still standing.
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The Academy – A World of Power
The deeper they walked, the more the sheer diversity of strength in this place became clear.
To their right, a training arena stretched endlessly, warriors locked in silent duels—some moving with such blinding speed that their forms flickered like mirages. To their left, a hall pulsed with an entirely different energy—students inside muttering incantations, weaving magic into the air like threads of reality itself.
The Academy wasn't bound by a single power system.
It was a melting pot of abilities.
Some students moved with spiritual energy coursing through their veins, reminiscent of eastern cultivators. Others radiated pure arcane force, wielding magic like an extension of their soul. And then there were those whose power was more primal—their mere presence bending the air around them, their bodies trained into living weapons.
Ronan let out a low whistle. "Damn. This place is insane."
Ethan didn't reply. His gaze was locked on a group of students standing near the entrance of a towering stone building.
They weren't talking.
They weren't training.
Yet… the air around them was distorted.
They were simply standing, but the sheer force of their presence made it feel as if they were on the edge of unleashing something catastrophic.
Monsters.
Not just students—future legends.
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Refining the Path – A Silent Resolve
Ethan's hand unconsciously curled into a fist.
I need to be stronger.
His resonance ability… his ability to connect with weapons, objects, and even people—it wasn't enough. Not yet.
The test had made one thing painfully clear. The gap between him and the true elites of the world was still vast.
He had used the Resonance Stone given by Veyrn to amplify his control over the sword during the test. But what about without it?
What if he could no longer rely on the stone?
He needed to take resonance to the next level.
To control without touching. To break apart attacks before they could reach him. To master the very essence of resonance itself.
No crutches. No limits.
Only then could he stand at the peak.
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The First Ripple – A Presence Unnoticed
As they walked, Ronan stretched his arms behind his head. "So what now? We wait for instructions?"
Ethan was about to respond when a voice drifted toward them—low, thoughtful, yet carrying an edge of interest.
"You're new here."
Both of them halted.
A man stood a few feet away, leaning casually against the stone railing of a staircase leading to one of the higher training grounds.
He wasn't radiating power like the elites they had just seen. In fact, his presence was almost too controlled, too restrained.
His eyes, however, held something else. An understanding that only those who had been through countless battles possessed.
Ronan crossed his arms. "And who are you?"
The man tilted his head slightly, studying them. His gaze lingered on Ethan for a second longer than necessary.
"No one important," he said finally, pushing off the railing. "But if you're here, that means you passed. And if you passed, that means you'll be fighting soon enough."
His words weren't threatening, but they weren't friendly either.
Ethan met his gaze evenly.
The man gave a small smirk before turning away.
"I'll be watching."
And just like that, he disappeared into the crowd.
Ronan let out a slow breath. "Well, that was… weird."
Ethan didn't respond immediately.
Because for a brief moment—when their eyes met—he had felt something.
It wasn't hostility.
It wasn't arrogance.
It was recognition.
A silent acknowledgment.
And Ethan had a feeling that wouldn't be their last encounter.
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The Path Ahead
The sun had begun its slow descent, casting long shadows across the Academy grounds. The day was ending, but for Ethan and Ronan, this was just the beginning.
They had earned their place here.
But earning a place and keeping it were two very different things.
And soon enough, they would be tested once again.
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Ethan and Ronan begin their training under the Academy's rigorous system, forced to adapt to new styles and unexpected opponents. But something lingers in the shadows—whispers of an approaching challenge, one that will push them past their limits before they've even had time to settle in.
But that was what they came here for.
To rise—or be left behind.