Chapter One: Arrival at Technia
The boat rocked gently as it sliced through the mist-covered waters. Seated at the edge was our main character — Kael Drayven — his eyes fixed ahead, where only thick fog awaited.
The boatman, a grizzled man with a deep voice and a beard streaked with grey, turned to Kael.
“Kid… here we are.”
The mist before them shimmered faintly, then parted like a curtain. A glowing barrier opened wide, revealing the grand silhouette of Technia Academy — a towering structure of metal and glass, pulsing with ethereal energy.
The boat slid forward and docked at a platform just outside the barrier. Kael stood, his coat catching the soft wind. As he stepped off the boat, the boatman called out,
“Be careful there, kid. Good luck.”
Kael gave him a nod.
“Thanks.”
He walked to a circular platform etched with glowing blue lines. The moment both his feet touched the center, a small, fairy-sized holographic AI appeared in front of him, hovering in the air like a glowing sprite.
“Welcome, new student,” it said in a polite, robotic voice.
“Please place both feet firmly on the platform. You will be teleported to your designated orientation zone.”
Kael complied. The platform lit up beneath him, humming with energy. A flash of blue — and he vanished.
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Dressing Hall
He arrived in a tech-filled dressing chamber. Dozens of new students stood in line, awaiting their school uniforms.
Kael stepped into line. Behind him, a blonde-haired student wearing a black outfit with spiked trims shoved past him.
“Hurry it up, weakling. Some of us belong here.”
The AI called out, “Next.”
The blonde student — Zayne Vortan — stepped forward and grabbed Kael’s shoulder.
“Stick with me, and I’ll make your life here much easier.”
Before Kael could respond, another student — a white-haired teen — intervened.
“Back off.”
Zayne swung a punch.
Then a powerful aura slammed through the room like a tidal wave.
A man walked in. Clad in white and red, with gray hair and a steely gaze, his presence silenced the room.
“Don’t you dare,” he warned.
“Collect your uniforms and proceed to the Grand Orientation Hall. No fighting in reception.”
Zayne collapsed under the pressure. The white-haired boy struggled but stood. Kael remained steady.
“This one has potential,” the old man thought.
The aura faded.
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Kael’s Uniform
Kael’s uniform was assembled by nanotech:
A crimson red trench coat styled like a modern warrior’s mantle.
Black inner armor and sleek tactical trousers.
His sword, slotted behind his back.
A nanotech mask that could form/disappear, and double as an air filter.
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Orientation Hall
The Grand Orientation Hall was loud — until Vice Principal Asera stepped in. A flash of killing aura swept through the hall.
“Welcome to Technia,” she said coldly.
“You are not here to play. You are here to survive, to be reborn. Some of you will die. Many of you will fail. Prove me wrong.”
A student scoffed. She glared at him — he dropped unconscious. The AI silently dragged his body out.
“Dismissed. Proceed to your dormitories.”
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Dormitory Conflict
Kael entered his dorm. A quiet glasses-wearing student looked up.
“Name’s Eldon Stray.”
“Kael.”
The white-haired student from earlier appeared. “Hey.”
A black-haired student was fast asleep in the corner.
Suddenly — BAM! The dorm door burst open. Zayne returned, this time with his older brother: Damien Voltron, and two henchmen.
Damien wore an elegant golden outfit, his suit coat draped like royalty.
“Who’s Kael Drayven?”
Before anyone responded, the white-haired boy stood in front of Kael.
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Training Grounds — First Battle
The white-haired boy and Damien’s henchmen clashed at high speed. The fight spilled through the window into the training field — a flurry of motion and raw force. He outmatched them effortlessly.
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Inside — Kael vs Zion Voltron
Kael now faced Zion Voltron — a beast possessed. Golden fur and claws erupted from his arms.
Kael stood his ground. The two fought brutally. Kael’s sword skills met beastly strikes and clawed fury.
Eventually, Kael struck him down. Zion lay unconscious.
Then... the air changed.
A voice growled through Zion’s lips,
“You dare challenge me?”
Zion rose again — no longer himself. The Golden Lion Spirit had taken full control.
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The Golden Dragon
Kael charged — but a giant claw knocked him aside. A golden dragon formed above, majestic and terrifying.
“I… am… real!” the dragon roared.
Kael stood, bloodied but smiling.
“I’m just getting started.”
Blue lightning erupted from Kael’s body. He slashed through the golden minions, defeated the Lion, and stomped Zion to the ground.
Just as he raised his sword to end it—
ALARM.
Security drones rushed in but failed to restrain the fight. Kael was about to strike…
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The Intervention
A blast of force halted the chaos. Two figures appeared:
The gray-haired old man.
A second white-haired man — Valen Rhyne, the older brother of Kael’s ally.
Valen stared at Damien.
“You’re lucky he hasn’t dashed yet.”
White-haired boy crackled with dual lightning. Damien flared with golden power.
The tension could break mountains.
“Enough,” the old man said.
“You two — back to your dorms.”
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Dorm Repaired
Returning, Kael found the dorm fully repaired. Eldon adjusted his glasses.
“I handled it.”
Kael walked to the window, drew his sword halfway, its crimson glow reflecting in his eyes.
This is only the beginning.
