Multiversal Ascension-Chapter 70: Back at the Central Academy
Chapter 70 - 70: Back at the Central Academy
A system panel appeared before him, which he made visible to Kiara. Together, they spent nearly an hour browsing options before finally choosing one.
They took the door, which teleported them back to the Hub. Although mildly annoyed by having to again retake the teleporting stairs, they didn't dwell on it and quickly climbed the stairs again. This time, they arrived in their new apartment.
Inside, they explored the space. The layout included an entrance, a studio to the right, a bedroom to the left, and an open area with the living room and kitchen. Further in, there was a large bathroom to the left and the master bedroom to the right. The apartment, totaling five rooms (or four if the open space counted as one), came with a monthly cost of 800 LP.
After finishing their tour, both were satisfied. It was spacious enough for the two of them—a huge improvement over the cramped previous apartment. The included furniture saved them time, but the mismatched décor and bare walls gave the place an empty, unfinished feel.
Kiara frowned. Her artistic soul, recently awakened, screamed for her to transform the space into a warm, homely environment—and most importantly, their love nest.
With fiery determination in her eyes, she turned to Mikael. "Darling, can I take care of decorating this place?"
Surprised by her enthusiasm, Mikael remembered her mentioning her passion for art in her past life. Connecting the dots, he smiled. "Sure, I'd love to see what you create!"
At his words, the fire in her eyes blazed brighter. Determined to make the apartment magnificent, she pondered how to start. At that moment, a system message appeared.
[Mikael Angelini has given you administrative privileges for his apartment. You can now modify it using LP and change the furniture as well.]
"Honey, I need LP to modify the apartment"
Mikael, understanding her unvoiced request, was about to transfer her 5K LP but changed his mind. Instead, he granted her additional permissions. Several messages appeared before her.
[Mikael Angelini has granted you his full permissions, which allow you to have access to the same functions as him. You can now access the system store, view your status, and more.]
[Note: All your permissions are tied to your link with Mikael Angelini. This means your LP balance and possessions are shared.]
[Additionally, your link allows features such as viewing each other's status and knowing each other's location at all times.]
As she read the message, a warm sensation filled her heart. It was proof of the trust Mikael had in her. However, when she saw the part about knowing each other's location at all times, a wide smile spread across her face. It was a dream come true for a crazy yandere... or rather, a gentle woman like her.
Mikael then asked for permission to check her status. He didn't actually need to ask, but he didn't want to intrude on her privacy. Kiara, of course, agreed, as she was curious about her own status window. Before she became his personal AI and gained additional permissions, she hadn't even had one.
"Status"
[Name: Kiara Dreyfus
Race:Personal AI(Mikael Angelini)
Lifespan: 19(????)/9999
Overall Power: Tier 2
Military Rank: Recruit 0/10 MP
Global Level Tier 2 Race: 1/100
Experience: 0/2,5M XP
Class: Personal AI
Level: 1/100
Experience: 0/500K XP
Stats:
Strength:120
Agility: 120
Endurance: 120
Vitality: 120
Perception: 120
Intelligence: 120
Spirit: 120
Energy:
Magical Energy 100/100
Active Skills:
Active/Passive Skills:
Passive Skills:
Swordsmanship Mastery (Common): Tier 0, Level 5(MAX)
Unarmed Martial Arts Mastery(Common): Tier 0, Level 5(MAX)
Footwork Mastery(Common): Tier 0, Level 5(MAX)
6th Sense(Uncommon): Tier 0, Level 5(MAX)
Life Points (LP): 12660 (Party Shared)]
The two of them found plenty of interesting information in the status window, taking mental notes. What intrigued them most was the description of her race.
[Race: Personal AI (Mikael Angelini)
Tier: 2
Description: This race originated from the AI race created by the Records and has since evolved into the personal AI race. This particular instance is the personal AI of Mikael Angelini. It can be described as a cyborg-like race, blending human and machine elements. This unique integration combines the advantages of machinery—in this case, a magical core functioning as a generator powering the body —with a human soul and personality.
Due to its cyborg characteristics, this race possesses significantly greater longevity compared to normal humans, with a lifespan approaching nearly 10K years.
As a Tier 2 race, it has a maximum level of 100.
Stat Growth: +12 to all five physical stats and +12 to the two spiritual stats per level.
Abilities: This race retains the advanced capabilities of an AI, including stat upgrades using LP, knowledge acquisition up to a certain level via LP, and other similar enhancements.]
As Mikael absorbed this information, he thought, 'She's Tier 2, but she's much weaker than me... Should I use LP to increase her stats to 500, like mine, so she'd be safer?' His instincts urged him to act, but after a moment of reflection, he concluded, 'No, it would be useless. For now, she's safe in the Records. Raising her stats is unnecessary at the moment, but when the time comes to explore worlds together, I'll handle it then.'
While Mikael was deep in thought, Kiara glanced at her status window briefly before losing interest. She began examining the apartment instead, mentally planning the changes she would make.
When Mikael looked up and saw her concentrating, a light chuckle escaped his lips. He approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her.
She was momentarily surprised but quickly leaned back into him, pressing her soft body against his.
Mikael turned her head and kissed her. When their lips parted, he said, "I need to leave for the Dirarnia world. Will you be okay here?" He was concerned for her after the ordeal of regaining her memories, even though she didn't seem affected now.
If possible, he would have preferred to stay longer and pamper her, but he needed to return to Dirarnia. The two-week deadline he had set for Amelia and Lyra was fast approaching.
Kiara smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry about me, darling. I'll be fine. And when you come back, this apartment" —she gestured around her— "will be magnificent. It'll be our love nest!"
With those words, they parted ways. Mikael left through the door, teleporting back to the Hub for the third time in a short span. This time, he requested the Records to send him to the Dirarnia world.
In a flash of light, he disappeared and reappeared in a dark alley.
He wasted no time, aware of the potential danger. Hurrying, he made his way toward the Academy. He moved quickly, passing beneath the gigantic arched gateway. A few students lingered outside, but most were in their rooms since it was late evening, almost night.
Ignoring the surroundings, he soon reached his dormitory. Entering, he collapsed onto the couch and sent messages to Lyra and Amelia, letting them know he was back at the Academy.
He had a brief, casual chat with Lyra before ending the conversation. Simultaneously, he was messaging Amelia. After some small talk, she sent him a message.
Amelia [8:02 PM]: Do you want to spar?
Mikael [8:03 PM]: At this hour?
Amelia [8:03 PM]: Why not? It's been a while, hasn't it?
Mikael [8:04 PM]: Okay, why not. The usual sparring spot?
Amelia [8:04 PM]: Yes, I'll be there.
Mikael [8:05 PM]: Same. Already on my way.
After sending the text, Mikael quickly exited his dormitory. The evening air was cool against his skin as he made his way to the training section. His steps slowed slightly as he caught sight of Amelia, her figure framed by the soft glow of twilight as she leaned against a pillar.
Her silky black hair cascaded down her back, its natural shine catching the fading light. A single, expertly crafted braid ran horizontally across the back of her head, accentuating her elegant features and adding a unique, sophisticated touch to her appearance. The rest of her hair flowed freely.
Amelia's striking green eyes were calm yet piercing, their vibrant hue standing out against her flawless complexion. They held a quiet confidence.
The white and gold academy uniform she wore fit her perfectly, highlighting her well-proportioned figure with tasteful elegance. The tailored fabric embraced her curvaceous silhouette, subtly emphasizing her full D-cup chest while maintaining a refined appearance. The gold accents shimmered faintly, complementing her regal and composed aura.
Her posture was relaxed but poised, her back lightly resting against the pillar. Even standing still, Amelia radiated a sense of quiet power and allure that drew Mikael's gaze. For a moment, he paused, taking in the captivating sight before stepping forward. Her emerald-green eyes lifted to meet his as he approached, calm and unwavering but with a hint of joy in them.
Mikael approached her with a playful smile, his gaze lingering on her as he closed the distance. "Is it me, or..." he paused theatrically, "did you somehow become more beautiful while I was away?" he asked in a mock-serious tone.
"Cringe," she replied, though a small smile crept onto her face despite herself. After all, who wouldn't appreciate a compliment from someone they had feelings for?
Mikael nodded, unfazed. "Yeah, it was, but admit it—it's pretty funny, isn't it?"
She let out a small giggle but quickly regained her composure, adopting a more serious tone. "Ready for a fight? I hope you didn't slack off during these two weeks. It would be disappointing if the 'best' first-year got surpassed by the second-best," she said, a fiery glint of competitiveness lighting up her green eyes.
"Let's see for yourself if I slacked," he declared confidently, and the two of them entered a private sparring room.
They took their positions, standing some distance apart. Each drew their respective weapons, and without further words, the fight began.
Amelia unleashed three arrows in rapid succession, one aimed directly at Mikael while the others flanked his left and right, cutting off his escape routes.
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A small, mocking smile played on Mikael's lips as flames erupted beneath his feet. In an instant, he disappeared.
Amelia's unease grew as she saw his smirk and then his sudden vanishing act. Instinctively, she tried to jump back to reposition herself, but before she could move, she felt the cold steel of a blade pressed gently against her neck.
A low, seductive voice murmured near her ear, "Are you sure it's not you who slacked, Amelia?"
She shivered at the sound, a faint blush blooming on her cheeks, though she refused to let it show. "How? You vanished from my field of vision in an instant and appeared behind me the next. How did you do that?" she asked incredulously, choosing to focus on his speed rather than her reaction to his proximity.
Mikael withdrew his sword, allowing her to turn and face him. "I didn't slack," he said with a shrug, the same playful smile lingering on his face.
Amelia found that smile both charming and infuriating. She resisted the urge to punch him and instead spoke with a seriousness that was undermined by the faint blush still coloring her cheeks. "Again!"
"Sure," he agreed easily. But the results didn't change.
Mikael outclassed her completely, his mastery of his Explosive Style leaving her with no chance to react. Each time she managed to mount a counterattack, it was already too late, or he evaded her efforts with ease.
"Ahh... ahh... ahh..." she panted heavily, lying on the ground, completely spent and disheveled from the intensity of the sparring session. Despite her exhaustion, her green eyes glimmered with curiosity as she watched Mikael. She kept her questions to herself, knowing it wasn't polite to demand someone explain their techniques.
Mikael, seated nearby, noticed her curiosity and smiled. "The technique I used to move so fast is something I created called Explosive Style," he explained. "It combines the mage and warrior paths. I create small, controlled explosions from specific parts of my body, using the propulsion to accelerate rapidly." To demonstrate, he generated a small explosion beneath his foot, propelling himself forward in a slow, deliberate movement to make the mechanics clear.
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