Albert ~ RAKA....
Marcus ~ RILES....
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It was Raka!!!. It was him who sent gifts!. But why??. The question lingered inside his mind and
Marcus's eye shuffled through the letter.
^Hello Marcus, Heard about you from Dave. Sent this small gift just as an introduction. I hope to meet
you soon at the Unreal Academy..
Raka Riles^
The letter was just a casual one. Marcus grinned, Raka Riles, descendant of The Flame Emperor just
sent him introductory gifts, A TV!!
Dave sure knew amazing peoples, and if he remembered it right, Raka was in the same class as Dave
and was also a part of his Academy team.
Marcus had started thinking about Raka as an adversary till now... Someone who could meet his
expectations..and Raka did. His Dad said this dude was the one behind the insane production increase
in the technological field for the past year!!.
Marcus was pretty sure by now that Raka was a genius ... A Prodigy. The Breathtaking feats he
achieved at his young age was already an example.
"Do you know him Marcus?"
His Father's voice knocked his running thoughts over as he crept behind him patting on his shoulders.
"Nope...I mean not yet. Well He's Dave's friend"
Marcus explained, shrugging his shoulders, he felt the warmth of his dad's callused hands on them.
"Ahh..That makes sense"
His dad slowly paced back to the sofa and rested himself on the cotton soft mattress.
There was a weird silence between them for a whole minute until his mother moved from her seat,
shooting a gaze towards her husband.
"You guys might be hungry right...let me set up the table then"
His mom's serious face twisted and she chuckled when she went past her son.
Marcus heard his mother call his little sisters for lunch behind him.
"What do you wanna ask Dad?"
Marcus broke the awkward silence with his voice as he sized up the distance between his father and
him. They were being tense for some reason and Marcus was quick to realize it.
He slowly made his way around the tea table and sat beside his Dad, who seemed to have something
to ask him.
Marcus slowly took his dad's callused hand and placed it on his.
"Are you worried about my match with the King's
son??...You have nothing to worry then..I'll easily overwhelm him to appoint that he wished he was
dead"
Marcus assured his dad and placed his warm hand on top of his dad's.
"Haha...Well you guessed right about me being worried over something..actually us being worried
about something"
His Dad paused as he darted his gaze towards his wife and brought them back to meet his son's
turquoise green pupils.
Marcus looked at his mom for a brief moment. He saw her face flash a sign of dismay. He tore his eyes
from her face and peered back into his dad's.
He hundred percent hated to see worried faces, especially when they were people he knew. Even
though, he didn't give a fuck about his enemies who wanted to hurt the people around him.
"Go On Dad.. Just ask what you want to..I have answers for all of them"
Marcus smiled warmly. His aura made the room feel light as the atmosphere swallowed a chill pill.
"Ah..Son..We are not at all worried about your Dual this evening, but we are worried about your
future..."
His Dad paused and then continued when his son motioned him to go on with his words.
"Marcus, what are your plans..for the future..You do know that we won't be around you for long"
Albert expected his son to be in deep thought but what he recieved in turn was only a grin and two
confident eyes.
"I'll join The Unreal Academy after the Dungeon raid tomorrow and you do know that once you
graduate from The Unreal Academy, then your life's set for the future"
His mom's eyes shot up and her hands went up to cover her gaping mouth. His Dad's reaction was
almost the same but his furrow was deeper than his mom's.
Marcus chuckled at them both, well they didn't disappoint him as he thought they would. He was pretty
much expecting them to be surprised as fuck and just like he thought.... They Were!!.
"But...But how are you.."
"You mean how I'll get admission??"
Marcus predicted when he saw his Father and mother, both up in excitment and surprise.
Albert ~ "might be through dave...You know he's also in The Academy and one of their best"
Albert whispered to his wife who was bent on her knees, behind him now.
Reiren ~ "Yep possibly"
"NOPE"
Marcus exclaimed like he knew what they were thinking.
"It is not through Dave or any recommendations"
He spoke in a serious tone.
His father sat straight and his mother went stiff. The Marcus in front of them was serious.
"I'll destroy Gabriel and Clear the SC rank Dungeon myself, that'll catch the eyes of the big guns put
there scouting for talented young Revokers and..."
Marcus's mouth had no rest as he kept on explaining his grand plan to his parents.
But His Father and his mother had lost his words after he said about the Dungeon.
Their brain took a long time to process what their son had said when Marcus on the other side was
going on with his brilliant plan to get admitted to the top Academy.
Albert was the first one who broke the awkward spacing between his wife. Marcus hadn't stopped yet.
"Did you just hear him say that he would destroy Gabriel???"
He whispered.
"Yeah I did"
she replied, trembling in fear as to what she had just heard from her son.
"But didn't you hear him say that he would clear the SC ranked Dungeon all by himself??"
Reiren grabbed her husband's hand and dug her trembling nails into his fluffy skin.
"Ow...I did..But don't you think he would be able to clear it..Because you know honey, he literally has a
Cheat seed"
Albert replied rubbing his paining arm as his wife unplugged her driven nails off from him.
"But..Even the Flame Emperor didn't return after raiding a SC Ranked Dungeon!!"
"But Reiren our son isn't The Flame Emperor!!"
"That's what I mean...He is not The Flame Emperor, who was an ace at using his powers, whereas
our son had just been granted with the huge power on his shoulders"
"Reiren!!!!. With Great Power comes Great..."
"Dad!.. Zero Cliches"
Marcus Interrupted his parents deep conversation. He turned to look at his crouching mother.
"Mom I know what you are worried about...and Dad you too"
Marcus left his seat and strided towards them.
After bending on his knees, Marcus pointed his finger towards the running TV.
Marcus followed his action with his words.
"The Answers you seek will be on this by tomorrow evening"
Marcus ~ *WIDE GRIN*
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