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"Ascend…."

The events leading to Night uttering such words were quite vague. From the perspective of Night, all the trials could be seen as moderately difficult. However, the trials were equally hard for everyone, and so far, there hadn't been a single player or NPC, other than Voss Howler, who had cleared it. 

Night's journey throughout the trials was rather short and extreme. If the contents were ever revealed to the public, then there would be many to jump the gun and criticize the game for going easy on him. Each of the trials taught him a lesson, a valuable one at that.

Many may step forward and claim that they could breeze through all the trials, however, Night's trials were awfully personal, and each of them required him to go under tremendous mental torture, to the point where his entire personality was almost broken.

Was it unfair for him to gain nearly 100 levels for clearing three trials? Not particularly. The Phantom Trials were legendary, and haven't been cleared in nearly a century. They were sacred to all the players and NPCs of the assassin's class. Not to mention, Night had cleared the trials on hardcore mode. 

The rewards for the trials weren't set, meaning, they were determined by the system. According to the information, Night had gathered, the trials would reward him with what he needed the most for the future. While his gaining of levels was pretty neutral of a reward, in a way, it was something he needed. 

After crossing level 100, Night's speed in leveling up had drastically reduced, to the point where he was no more in the top 20 on the leader board. Perhaps the main issue the public may have with this, is the fact that it wasn't the first time Night had done such a thing. This was the second time he had beaten Sephiroth and Kira by gaining a large number of levels out of nowhere.

It wasn't yet clear to Night, but when Blade chose to get stabbed, he hoped that it would help Night understand that blaming himself was the wrong choice. It was Blade's choice and path. He knew what he was getting into when he decided to save Noel. On the surface, it was unfortunate but Night hadn't yet realized this, although subconsciously, the pain and guilt were slowly dying down.

He proved himself worthy by slaughtering not one, but two creatures that were level 150, not to mention the fact that he had restricted himself from using any of Nyx's skills. All he had in his arsenal was Hermes exploration and Frost touch, the latter of which wasn't useful in that environment.

"This is a joke….right? I swear he wasn't even level 110….and now you're telling me he flew all the way to level 200?????????"

"How….was it because he cleared the trials? Is that why…..but…even then….isn't this…a little too much?"

In truth, the players who were at the Sacred grounds knew the difficulty of the trials and more or less felt that the reward was somewhat fair. However, it is simply because the player who completed them was Night, that was all the reason they needed for their own minds to cloud their judgments.

Choices. Be it good ones or not, choices were what made Night stand apart. He chose not to see NPCs as mere programs or objects filled with code. It was the same reason why he got that close to Blade, and at the same time, this was recognized by ATHENA, the supercomputer, which was why the first trial was that difficult.

Shade on the other hand was waiting nervously. He held Noctis close to his heart and made sure the little one didn't jump out. All three of them shared a connection, and both of them knew when Night had a tremendous power up. They could feel their blood tingle.

Sketch watched all the Elders and Grand elders rush into the Sacred Grounds, all of them had a concerned look on their faces, but underneath that, was curiosity that was well masked.

Night, on the other hand, felt alive. Although he was currently mentally exhausted, as one would be after repeating traumatic incidents. However, he was elated at that moment. His hard work was paying off, and for once he felt that he made the right choice. A step closer to closing the gap between himself and Neo.

He closed his eyes and patiently waited. It was time again. A moment he much-awaited, as soon as he opened his eyes, he was in a completely different location. It was different, but not unfamiliar, he was in Nyx's realm. He looked around and noticed wild animals playing around in the forest, some of them even stopped to look at him.

"You're here," a voice he had longed to hear had spoken. Nyx calmly looked at him from the throne, she had a smile that made every being on the planet feel child-like. "I am," Night smirked as he walked towards her. 

Once he was close enough, he fell to one knee and looked up towards her. It was only after what happened, in reality, did he realize what kind of an entity she was. Nyx, on the other hand, was rather taken aback by the sudden gesture. She slowly got up and placed her hand on his head.

"You've been through so much," she said in a gentle and soothing tone. "Come here," she gestured for Night to place his head on her lap. Although it felt a little weird, before he could even refuse, he found himself already following her orders.

"Breathe…." She caressed and patted his head. With every second that he lay there, Night body slowly recovered. All the built-up fatigue, the soreness in his muscles, everything was slowly drained out.

Nyx looked down to see Night fall asleep. Although it was rather sudden, she smiled. She considered Night someone that carried a Bloodline. It was different from all her other children. The others had a mixed Bloodline, whereas Night, was pure. 

"It seems you have something interesting in you…." Nyx was rather curious about his martial arts. The origin still remained unknown, however, it felt familiar, rather, she felt like she knew of it's existence. "You wish to grow stronger….but sometimes you kids are in such a rush…"

"Is power really what you all seek? Perhaps. You want the power to protect everyone you care about….but you don't understand that to gain that, you're going to lose many people around you…"

"You wish to kill Achilles's descendant….he slaughtered someone you care about, someone you cherished….and all you could do was retreat. You and that master of yours,"

Nyx had one hand hovering over Night's head, she closed her eyes and continued talking to the unconscious boy. From the palm of her hand was a dark magic circle. Unbeknownst to Night, his inbox was slowly flooding with new notifications.

[An unknown power is flowing through your body!]

[You feel the power of the Primordial Nyx flowing through your body! Your grade has been upgraded!]

[Hidden class "????" revealed!]

[Night's Descendant class assigned!]

[You are the holder of an Epic-Grade class!]

[Congratulations! You are the first player to become an Epic!]

[To successfully upgrade to a Legend, please complete the class change quest!]

[Legendary Class change quest updated:

[Class Grade: Legendary(Growth)

You have been chosen by The Primordial of the Night. However, your body cannot contain her power! Prove yourself and grow so that you can truly begin to accept her Bloodline.

1)Go to the Academy and learn how to use magic.

2)Kill 10,000 people(Players and NPC's count)——(8353/10,000)

3)Go to the Archery Range and pass the Legacy trials

4)Learn How to be an Artisan

Rewards:

1)Legendary(Growth)Class: The Night.

Time limit: No time Limit.

]

"I can see it….everything that you've been through…everyone that defied you…everyone that didn't fall to their knees and cower under your gaze…" Nyx saw Night struggle against the Pope. He avoided using any of her skills due to the presence of A Divine being nearby. "You poor child…."

"You show mercy and they see you as a fool….and the second you show yourself they isolate you and look at you like you're some kind of beast," the vision of Night nearly killing his own soldiers entered her mind. "You help them fight and yet…they blame you…are they not content with your blessing?" the air around the two of them trembled in fear. Black gusts shot out from her body, her hair slowly began glowing as anger overtook her body.

[All Bloodline skills upgraded by one level!]

[You are under tremendous pressure, however, it seems to have no real impact on you!]

[The symbol of the Ancestors resonates with this power!]

"My child….My descendant….My Prince. You seek revenge, and revenge you shall have. This time, grow. Not for my sake, or not for proving your worth. Grow so that you can slaughter everyone who stands in your way,"

[A huge wave of energy resonates through the world!]

[Olympus trembles unnaturally!]

[You have acquired the ring of creation!]