Chapter 3: The Eight Mystic Diagram

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First, Alexander made the landlord kick Lyra out, then got every real estate agent in Longburg to refuse to help her find a new place. With his father being the top dog in Longburg real estate, getting all the agents on board was no sweat. Still, he didn't think that was enough, so he hired some thugs to mess with Lyra. He would take out on Lyra every rejection he got from Melanie. When Alexander saw Idris glaring at him, he felt even more smug. "Yeah, it was me. So what? As long as you don't divorce Melanie, I'll keep messing with your mom. She might be old and ugly, but if she's out on the street, I bet there's plenty of homeless guys who'd want her!" "You piece of trash, go to hell!" Fueled by rage, Idris snatched up a pair of scissors a thug had dropped and went right at Alexander. His father went missing, and his mother was all he had left. Alexander's insult set him off, and even if everyone called him a loser, he'd still go all out against this bastard. Alexander wasn't scared. He just sneered at Idris. Right as Idris was about to stab him, a big guy showed up behind Alexander, grabbed Idris's wrist, and turned the scissors right back toward Idris's heart. Squelch! Idris could feel blood pouring out of his chest, and everything started going fuzzy. "No, I can't die! What will happen to my mom if I'm gone? I promised her I'd bring Dad back! I'm not giving up. I'm gonna become successful. I won't let people look down on me!" With death closing in, a strong will to live suddenly surged up in Idris, even though he didn't realize it himself. His blood soaked into the stone pendant he always wore. The red stone, now stained with his blood, started to glow even brighter. It gave off a blood-red light that spread through Idris's whole body, like it was rebuilding him from the inside out. The deadly wound on his chest healed up fast under the red glow, leaving just a scar on the surface. "Huh? What's going on?" When Idris woke up, he saw a red, ancient-looking diagram appear in his mind. It was round, split into eight parts, and packed with strange ancient writing. Even though Idris had never learned these weird symbols, he could somehow read them perfectly. "The Eight Mystic Diagram?" Idris stared at the words in shock. "First is medicine, second is martial arts, third is energy, fourth is geomancy, fifth is mechanism, sixth is Celestrian Divination, seventh is alchemy, eighth is Heaven and Earth. What the heck is this thing?" Nobody answered him—only the faint red glow from the ancient words on the Eight Mystic Diagram. After looking at the words, Idris realized what the Eight Mystic Diagram was about. Each part stood for a different ability, and each ability had eight levels. Idris had activated the Eight Mystic Diagram with his blood, so now he had all eight abilities. Each ability was currently at level one, but he could level them up by using them more. Even just starting, he was already stronger than most people. "Am I dreaming?" Idris thought, suddenly full of confidence. "If this is real, I will use these powers to turn my life around. I'll take revenge for anyone who looked down on me!" He clenched his fists, determination burning in his eyes.

Chapter 3: The Eight Mystic Diagram

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