Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



Dyon's first meeting with Jade ended like this, and the days continued to pass. Soon afterward, Dyon fell into a short coma, sleeping for weeks. It seemed that the momentum of his manifestation's birth had taken more of a toll on his body than even he had been aware of.

Like this, the chatter of the Elvin Kingdom continued, many making the false assumption that the owner of the manifestation was Zaltarish and not Dyon. After all, he was a relatively unknown human, why would Elves assume that he was its owner, especially when Zaltarish's manifestation awoke at the same time?

During the time Dyon slept, the Soul Tome truly awoke to him. It was then that Dyon was gifted the greatest energy cultivation technique to ever be created [Inner World: Sanctuary].

However, also at this time, something very important was also happening. The three academies of the Elvin Kingdom were holding a gathering to decide the leaders of this coming Campaign. It would be the first time for many of them, especially Dyon.

At this moment, three beautiful women sat together.

~The girls were a beautiful arrangement of complimentary colors. Jade was dressed in her normal stainless white gown that hung loosely to her outrageous curves. Celine's golden hair seemed to glide gently back and forth across her shoulders along with the wind, wearing a beautiful yellow dress. It had an elegant design, revealing her slender shoulders, but delicately gracing her neck with a flowery arrangement. Opal was the more reserved and petite of the three. Her hair and eyes were both a deep and dark green. The light green dress that accompanied her seemed like the perfect choice. It was short, but somehow still conservative and pure, the edges ending in puffs of greenery.

All three were beauties of differing temperaments. It was only natural that they'd be the centers of attention no matter where they went.

Celine wore a devious smile, still poking and prodding at Jade for answers about why she insisted on attending. As members of a slightly older generation, their leaders had obviously already been chosen. "You still won't tell us Jade?"

Opal looked over at her long-time friend curiously, she too wanted to know.

"What are you two so anxious for? Today has nothing to do with the reason I've been dragging you two around. We're picking out those who'll lead in this generation's campaigns." Jade smiled lightly, feigning ignorance.

"As if we'd believe you. We have no need to give Zaltarish any face, so why would you have to come today? Just because he said so?"

Jade sighed, "If we're lucky, maybe we'll get to see the birth of something new today."~

The image of a handsome young man with a bronzed, refined torso and black sweatpants entered her mind. She couldn't understand why, but she just couldn't get him out of her head.

Jade's thoughts were distracted by a young man coming up to converse with her. This young man was named Jonas Benes. He tried his best to appear like a respectable young man, even going as far as to limit his interactions with Celine and Opal to not make it seem as though he would gladly take any one of them as long as they showed some interest.

In the end, this young man left with a smile on his face, believing that he had succeeded in leaving a mark on Jade's mind.

~Once they were gone, Celine giggled, "He's quite the playboy," She said deviously, "It was clear he's had relations with that girl behind him, but she showed not an ounce of displeasure. He sure knows how to train 'em, no?"

Opal scrunched her delicate eyebrows, but she could only sigh as she was quite used to the raunchiness of her two friends.

Jade smiled, "His etiquette is not bad. At the very least, he hides his lust better than others," Jade said knowingly.

Celine pouted in mock anger, "I saw him trying to pretend as though Opal and I didn't exist. One small giggle and he'd break easily. I wonder if the apple of your eye would break as easily," Celine grinned, trying to pry into Jade's thoughts once again.

For the first time, Jade decided to drop a hint, "If he was here, he wouldn't hold back in flirting with all three of us. Yet, he'd do so without a drop of impurity in his eyes," Jade said softly, looking out towards the distance, "It seems like the geniuses of the other academies have decided to arrive…"

However, Celine didn't seem to care, much more intrigued by Jade's analysis, "Not a drop of impurity?... how could a man not lust after us?" She asked in confusion.

Jade chuckled, "Who said anything about him not lusting?"

This just confused Opal and Celine even more, but it didn't seem like Jade was intent on explaining. Instead, she said something that spurred the competitive fire of even the docile and petite Opal.

"He may lust after you all, but something tells me that even if we lay before him naked and defenseless, he wouldn't raise a single finger towards us. That's how deep the love in his heart is." She said softly.

A gust of wind raged through the coliseum as shimmering lights of a teleportation formation formed in the center of the arena. Soon, a group of 6 figures blinked into existence.~

Zaltarish, Mithrandir and four others made their presence known.

~Zaltarish was the first to make a move, his black changpoa fluttering slightly in the wind along with his sleek black hair. Taking a step forward, he bowed towards the above terrace, "I apologize for our late arrival elders, I hope we haven't missed any of the proceedings."

Headmaster Acacia sneered within his heart. He'd let Zaltarish figure out for himself that his plan to arrive after Acacia Academy's assessment had completed had failed.

In place of his master, Aeson Acacia's voice came out from within the space below the terrace, not bothering to step out, "If you'd like to witness the proceedings, you can sit within the audience, or you can sit among us here. You haven't missed anything, Master has yet to announce the start of our assessment," His voice was faint, yet held a powerful disdain and pride.