In a large field,a sea of people converged in a clustered manner around a large black pole standing about sixty meters high and fifteen meters wide.
It had twelve concentric rings that looked like they devoured light themselves. It bore carvings of the stars and moons,which seemed alive—this was the 12-ring column,a priceless treasure created by the nightbane clan to asses the talent of thier young generation.
About three hundred children of about 14-17 years stood at the base of the column,neatly lined up and coordinated by an elder who had a pockmarked face.
"NEXT!!!"
One of the children stepped forward,placing his hand on an imprint in the column..
"Channel your energy into the inlet,do not try to reject or resist the reflux you feel",said the pockmark-faced elder.
Doing as the elder said,the child injected his energy,and let the reflux energy go through his body indiscriminately—suddenly the imprint started glowing with a fairly strong glow which traveled upward like a snake,making its way through the first ring,then the second,then the third.
The crowd all went silent,not wanting to miss any detail—the boy,looked visibly nervous as his future depended on this ascending stream of light.
By the fifth ring,the light slowed down considerably,slowly coming to a stop at the sixth ring,then immediately another light glowed from the imprint,but this time it was pitch black,ascending slowly till it reached the fourth level where it stopped..
"Damian,
Primary element—light level 6
Supporting element—darkness level 4
Talent—third medium grade",shouted the pockmarked elder.
The boy sighed,feeling downcast,he left and stood aside,going to meet a couple of youths who also shared his same countenance…
One by one,all the children are out to asses thier talent,most of them had third low grade talents,followed by third high grade talents,third medium talents were not as much as third high grade talents even though they were less talented.
Quite a number of second low grade and second medium grade had emerged,eliciting gasps from the crowd,in all these,most of them were primarily light users,with just a few primary dark users….
The next child came along,and repeated the same process,this time a suffocating black light rose out in a frenzy,causing the pockmarked faced elder to gasp,the crowd finally reacted,breaking out in a loud roar,they cheered on heavily.
"Finally a peak talent in this generation,he would definitely be a core member of the clan in the future.",said the crowd
The black light ascended with blinding speed,eluding sight,before anyone could react,it reached the twelveth ring,the child smiled satisfyingly.
Immediately white light also surged upwards reaching the tenth ring…
looking at the shocked expressions of the crowd around him,he felt proud—he could finally act wantonly,without a care since he would be considered part of the clan's imperial blood from now on..
Thinking about the atrocities he would commit,he couldn't help but smile sinisterly…
"Primary element—Darkness level 12
Secondary element— light level 10
Talent—first medium grade" ,
"Whoah!! ,definitely a candidate for the next son of fate ,this is the first level
"Go to the stand beside the clan leader,congrats imperial blood Darius"
Trying to build a good relationship with the young prodigy ,the pockmarked elder smiled for the first time since the talent ceremony began.
The boy,Darius,walked towards the elevated watching area.
on the highest platform, a refined gentleman,looking stern and otherworldly,stood.
His hair jet black,an air of superiority around him,he looked to be in his forties,but in actuality he was multiple centuries old…
He smirked at Darius," come up lad,you've earned the right to sit with your superiors".
As he talked with the boy,the assessment continued below..
After a couple of assessments later,it was finally the turn of a young boy.
He was fourteen,looking pale and sickly,but that only added to his absolutely charming face,
He was definitely an exceedingly handsome boy..
But the scorn of the surrounding crowd showed how low his standing in the clan was,even the assessing elder couldn't help but snorted at the sight of the kid,
The stain of the nightbane clan.
Even the clan leader immediately had his countenance darken—at this son of his,A mistake he always regretted….
"Come forward peasant"
The boy—Rael, that was his name,walked forward,looking malnourished,but on his face hung a smile of hope.
"I'll definitely awaken a first high grade talent,i Need to", he hoped to change his and his mom's situation by becoming the head imperial blood.
His mom was always walked all over,disrespected and was cruelly treated,due to having a child with the clan leader,a disgrace that she had been branded with forcefully.