《Breaking Chains》Chapter 6
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Chapter 6:
Today is a sunny day, the sunlight flowed down creating a glowing pathway. It seemed like the pathway to heaven. All of us were looking around Krinad, taking in the sight. There were any buildings, taverns and bars. Many of the people walking on the streets were Dragunir, while there are other races like werewolves, elves and humans.
"So where are we headed? What's the date?" I ask while looking for a place which looks like a testing area.
"The place where the test will be held is the arena, the date is November, 21st," my mother replies while pointing into the distance where a tall building which looked like the Roman Coliseum.
The date system of the Magzeel is not that different compared to Earths. It had 12 months instead of 13. On Earth the months were Kros, Chos, Phas, Tron, Fant, Maut, Hap, Gitu, Jom, Yip, Qun, Seti, Nur. Kros was the first month and Nur was the last month. Magzeel's months were January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November, December. Here the first month was January and last was December, the year of Magzeel is 323 KL. I was born on 317 KL.
After hearing mother say that, our group started walking towards the arena. When we got near it, I noticed that the arena was lavishly built. Made out of Golden Marble with Black Diamonds to make the door. Krinad must of spent a lot of money on the arena, as they would have spent at least 100 golden diamonds on the materials only. You can buy 10 blocks of Golden Marble for 1 diamond and 1 black diamond for 5 diamonds.
"Father look at those peasants looking at the arena. I feel disgusted to even be near them. They are ruining the arenas beauty."
" Cain, remember what I said. Don't go near peasants you might catch diseases."
A man and a child that is the same age as me come towards us. The man has blonde hair, pale skin and blue dragon wings. His eyes are purple and he looked like a body builder of my old world. While his son had blonde hair and blue dragon wings like his father. But he had blue eyes unlike his father. They both had blue horns and snobby, arrogant expressions which annoys me. The man makes the child go behind him. I look up at my parents and see nasty expressions on their face.
"Hmph, if it isn't Chris Bluethrone and Liza Bluethrone. Why did you come here, we all know your son is going to inherit your talent. There is no point of wasting other peoples time. You even brought some of your talentless friends." The snobby man looks at everyone arrogantly and when his eyes rest on me a surprised expression appears on his face. " So your son is a aerial dragon and not a land dragon like you. Well at least he has some talent."
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"Father, why even looking at a waste like him. Even if he is a aerial dragon, his talent cannot even come near mine.," the snobby boy said. The father said "That's true son. I can't say anything to people who came to embarrass themselves. Well at least it makes my son look better," before walking away.
I see my parents angry expression and I ask them " Mother, Father who was that?"
Vigrel's family also looked interested albeit still angry. My mother respond by saying " That was one of the clan members of the Blazethrone family." Followed up by my father " And also my brother, Axel Blazethrone."
Feeling curious about why our last name is different, I asked my father " Why is our name Bluethrone and not Blazethrone?"
"That's because we got exiled by the family. This means we had to change our last name, so I changed it to something similar."
Talking for a few more minutes, we entered the arena. Bright light hits me and I squint my eyes. Sun stone was everywhere, lighting up the place. There was a red carpet which was rolled down a staircase which leads to the testing area. There are two orbs on pedestals. One I'm guessing is for the bloodline and the other is for the race. Many other parents and their children are in the arena. Looking around, I notice Axel and his son in the crowd. They notice me back and sneer at me with ridicule in their eyes. Other arrogant and snobby children see me and look at me with disdain.
"Welcome everyone, today is the Dragunir testing day. Here your background, house, clan or whatever else there is, doesn't matter. Only your results matter. I'm guessing you all know the testing procedure, but if you don't I'll explain. All of you will sign your name up, when all of you are signed up we will call you out by name. The child we walk up the stairs and place your hands on the left orb. The left orb is for what race you are and the right for what bloodline and your talent for it. After getting the results, we will mark it down and you will go down the stairs. Ok everyone start the signing up process." A examiner announces.
Both me and Vigrel approach the sign up booth, when a noble bumps into us. "Watch out peasant, this young master is going to sign up, so let me go first."
This is seriously pissing me off, are all nobles arrogant? Both me and Vigrel just ignore him and keep walking.
The noble's face turns tomato red and he screams " You dare ignore the me, the young master and heir of the Bloodstone family."
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Vigrel just turns around and says "Didn't young master hear what examiner said? Status doesn't mean shit here. I'm guessing the Bloodstone family gives birth to deaf warriors."
The noble turns purple from rage and was going to say something but we both just speed walk away so we don't hear is garbage.
Signing up took a few minutes, but there were many more people so the process took around a hour before everyone finished. After the process finished the announcer began "Ok since everyone finished signing up we will begin the test." They starting calling up kids, only some were noteworthy when I heard a familiar name. " Egor Blazethrone." The snobby cousin of mine went up the stairs while looking like he owned the place. His arrogant face made him receive many glares from others. He place his hand on the left orb. The orb shined brightly before turning sky blue. The announcer had a stunned face and Egor's father had a happy face. The announcer came back to his sense and said " A storm aerial dragon, it's affinities are lighting, wind, water, ice and storm. It's innate ability is Hurricane defense/attack. He summons a hurricane to defend himself and attack others. Other's attacks will be used against them if it hits the hurricane."
Egor then walks toward the right orb with a even more arrogant face and puts his hand on the orb with a "Hmph." The orb shines red, not too bright though. " Egor has mid affinity for the Blazethrone bloodline." Egor looked a little sad at the results but immediately put his head up high and walked down the stairs with arrogance. When he looked at the other people it looked like he was gazing at mere ants he can step on. Axel, looked extremely proud about his son.
Bored from the lack of excitement, I started looking on the markings on my hand, before looking up and seeing the noble from before. His name is Lexus Bloodstone results were good but not as much as Egor's. He was a bone aerial dragon and had high affinity for the Bloodstone bloodline. It had innate affinity for bones, undead and darkness. It's innate ability is bone armour. It summons all the bones underground in the vicinity of 1 km and creates a bone armour around him. He can shoot spikes and protrude spikes from his armour.
Another 5 names were called up until it was Vigrel's turn. All of was excited for him and his family and mine gave him encouraging words. I pat his shoulder and say " Go get them." He nods his head and walks up the stair.
White light shines when he places his hands on the orb. The announcer looks at the orb with a stoic look and announces " Holy ground dragon, innate affinities are light and holy. Innate ability is holy touch, he can rapidly heal anyone and it damages all dark affinity creatures. This person has no affinities for the elements so he can't use his innate ability. His abilities as a holy dragon are none."
Vigrel's face twists and he bites his lips and clenches his fists but keeps on going to the next orb. The orb doesn't shine this time and the announcer says with disdain and disgust " No affinity for any bloodline."
Vigrel walks down the stage, hanging his head down in shame. I then hear two snorts, one from Egor, the other from Lexus. Lexus says " Ha, and you were acting so strong and proud. Now look at you, you are trash a waste. Your friend is probably like you. All you are is talk." Egor chimes in " I knew my cousin's friend is waste. My cousin is probably waste himself." Then both of them start laughing arrogantly.
I was going to summon my clones both Vigrel places him arm on me and says " Calm down, you don't want to create trouble for your parents." He looks extremely sad and this causes his parents to be heartbroken. I cheer him up with something I noticed " Vigrel, don't think your trash. I have this nagging feeling you're one of the biggest genius's there is. It feels like something is holding back your talents."
Vigrel looks a little better but he says " Astin you don't have to cheer me up with lies. I'm not like you, I don't have talent."
I say " Vigrel, don't give up on hope. I'm not lying trust me."
"Astin Bluethrone."
I pat his shoulder to help him and walk up the stairs.
To be continued.
Author: Thank you for reading so far and sorry for the lack of updates. School is getting harder and I have to study more. Exams are coming up. On the good news, winter break is almost here and I can write more chapters more frequently. Remember leave tips, comments and reviews. You can rate my story. Tell me if this offends you. Also I fixed up some of the other chapters. Check out my second story Mischievous Dungeon. Sorry this chapter is shorter, I just wanted to leave a cliff-hanger.
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