Bloodline of Gods: The Genius at Olympus Academy!

To nobody's surprise, the training ground was absolutely jam-packed. Everyone, of course, had similar ideas to Aiden—now that they had gotten their hands on these mystical divine techniques, they wanted to test them out.

As Aiden walked through the bustling crowd, he observed the intense focus on the faces of those around him. Each trainee was driven by the same ambition, the same hunger for power that had ignited within him.

Determined to find his own space, Aiden maneuvered through the crowd and managed to make his way to a relatively empty section of the training hall.

Finally, in his chosen spot, Aiden stretched his body, loosening his muscles as he prepared for what was to come. He then drew his bow and notched an arrow, feeling the familiar weight and balance in his hand.

The second he pulled back the bow, Aiden felt a surge of joy. His muscles moved with precision, his very cells seemed to sing with pleasure at the simple act of drawing the bowstring. It was as if his body had been waiting for this moment, craving the harmony that mere act of holding bow could bring him.

Anyone who saw Aiden would have thought he was born with a bow and arrow at his bedside—the fluidity and grace with which he moved were in complete harmony.

Smiling to himself at the sensation coursing through his body, Aiden didn't hold back and fired.

Phew!

Phew!

Phew!

The arrows flew out in a storm, but this time, they could no longer be described as mere bullets—they were more akin to cannons! Each arrow exploded forth with devastating power, propelled by Aiden's enhanced physical strength and divine energy. They struck the bullseyes of their targets with such force that the very stone seemed to tremble before shattering into pieces.

Aiden surveyed the destruction he had wrought with a vicious smirk on his lips. His blood was boiling with exhilaration. It had only been a few days since he had arrived in the realm of the gods, and yet, his strength had already surged to this incredible level. Aiden was at the progress he had made, but deep down, he felt something more—a hunger that gnawed at him.

It wasn't enough.

Aiden didn't know if it was greed or hubris driving him, but the power he had just displayed didn't satisfy him. He wanted more—he craved even greater strength.

He paused for a moment, considering the dangers of his ambition. Aiden was aware that eagerness and overconfidence could lead to one's downfall. Perhaps in the future, this relentless pursuit of power could be his undoing. But that was a concern for another time. Right now, all he knew was that he would charge down the path to power with full speed and no second thoughts.

Any doubts or cautions lingering in the back of his mind were swiftly buried beneath his resolve. If the instructors at Olympus Academy knew of his thoughts, they wouldn't be worried; they would welcome them. After all, one could not dare to call themselves a god without an overwhelming sense of pride. Pride, arrogance, confidence—these were traits deeply embedded in the very essence of divinity.

Putting those thoughts to the side, Aiden drew an arrow and his mind drifted back to the magnificent visualization he had experienced earlier, to the dazzling ball of fire that had been shot into the sky. The memory was vivid, as if the scene had been etched into his soul.

As his mind replayed the image, something incredible began to happen within him.

His body was reacting.

The divine blood in his veins surged with energy, exploding like a torrent that flooded his entire being. It gathered and concentrated in the tip of the arrow he held, a force that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Aiden's amber eyes began to glow, transforming into a brilliant, dazzling gold. He could feel the power thrumming through him, a connection to something far greater than himself. His mouth opened, and words spilled forth, spoken in a language he had never learned but which came as naturally to him as breathing.

"Arcus Apollinis - Eōs Veritas."

[Apollo's Archery - True Dawn]

As soon as the words left his lips, a light burst out from his arrowhead, so blindingly bright that it eclipsed the setting sun. Aiden felt an immense heat radiating from the arrow, a searing power that shot forth in front of him with a terrifying intensity.

"BOOM!"

Aiden's eyes widened as he witnessed the devastating impact. The target he had aimed at was completely consumed by a ball of solar fire, leaving nothing but scorched earth in its wake. The sheer destructive power was enough to make anyone's heart race with fear—or with exhilaration.

Aiden stood in stunned silence, taking in the scorched floor, the obliterated target, and the lingering heat in the air.

Such power... it was beyond anything he had imagined. But the shockwave of the explosion hadn't just affected Aiden. All around him, the training ground erupted into chaos as trainees panicked at the sudden explosion.

"What the hell is going on?!" a helpless trainee cried out, his voice tinged with fear.

"An attack! It must be an attack! Quick, run for cover!" screamed another, his words sparking a wave of confusion and terror.

Some froze in shock, while others scattered in all directions, trying to escape the perceived danger. Amidst the chaos, Aiden stood numbly at the scene of the explosion, his mind still reeling from the power he had unleashed.

As the trainees scrambled, a figure quickly approached Aiden. It was a beautiful young woman with silver hair that shimmered like moonlight, her wolf ears standing alert atop her head. Her striking blue eyes locked onto Aiden, flashing with a strange light.

"It's you!" she exclaimed, recognition and something else—curiosity, perhaps—flickering in her gaze.

Raelia wanted to continue speaking, but when she looked at the devastation in front of Aiden, she paused, her mouth falling open in shock.

"What the actual hell!" she muttered, her voice barely a whisper.

She turned back to Aiden, her eyes narrowing as they scanned him up and down, suspicion evident in her expression.

"This guy… Is he really human?" Raelia wondered aloud, her disbelief growing. After all, what sort of human could display such monstrous power?

As Raelia tried to process what she had just witnessed, a familiar ginger-haired figure appeared behind her. Oliver, who had been around Aiden the longest, couldn't help but shake his head in disbelief as he took in the scene.

"This fucking monster…" he muttered, though there was a hint of admiration in his voice.

Oliver had seen enough of Aiden's antics to develop a certain immunity to the shock. Although the display was still deeply unsettling, he was no longer as easily rattled as he had once been. Aiden's knack for pulling off the impossible had become almost routine—though still no less extraordinary.

As more trainees arrived at the scene, the reality of Aiden's actions began to sink in. They gawked at the destruction, their expressions ranging from awe to fear.

"Fuck! You're telling me this was an actual trainee, not an instructor?" one trainee exclaimed, his voice tinged with disbelief.

"He did this naturally?! I don't believe it. That guy is definitely on drugs!" another shouted, trying to rationalize what he had just seen.

It didn't take long for word of Aiden's actiosn to spread like wildfire, drawing even more people to the scene.