Prestige Grinding : I Can Reset My Level

Sora stood in the center of the clearing, surrounded by his teammates who were all bracing themselves for the trial.

He wasn't here to die, not today. Even if it came to that, he had his way out. Prestige would let him reset, but that wasn't an option he was keen on using unless absolutely necessary. Changing identities was a hassle, and reappearing as Sora would carry its own risks. What if Kara met him outside the dungeon and recognized him? It would be awkward, to say the least. 'No, it is better to avoid that situation altogether' he thought.

Besides, Sora had other concerns. 'What if Rachel has leveled up even further? What if she has level 80 or 90 allies ready to crush me again? Resetting won't save me forever if I don't have the strength to back it up. No, this trial was a good opportunity for growth. I'm not going to waste it.'

"10,000 mobs?" Sora muttered to himself. "Sounds like a lot of experience points."

His resolve solidified, and a familiar rush surged through his body. He had just leveled up after the last battle, and every time he gained a level, it felt like the ceiling of his power had been ripped off, letting him climb even higher.

He immediately set his body to forging mode, absorbing mana, expanding his strength, and hitting that new peak in an instant. His skills activated as if by instinct, his body surging with fresh power. This time, he wasn't going to hold back.

"Let's finish this," he thought as he rotated his abilities, feeling his entire system click into high gear.

Without hesitation, Sora turned to the voice. "Do we have to wait five minutes between waves?"

The voice paused, surprised at the question. "You may summon the next wave at any time. But you should to take use what remains of the five minutes to recover."

Kara, Thierry, Céline, and Amélie exchanged bewildered looks. "Five minutes isn't enough to fight and rest ! Why would anyone want to rush things?" Thierry muttered, confused.

Before anyone could react, Sora extended his hand, summoning Mana Shields around each of his teammates. The glowing blue barriers shimmered into existence, wrapping protectively around them.

Amélie glanced at her shield, then back at Sora. "Why now? We haven't even started yet. The first waves shouldn't be that bad, right? Don't waste your mana !!"

Céline frowned, her brow furrowing in confusion. "We're not even at the hard part. Shouldn't we save this for later?"

Sora just smirked. He didn't bother explaining. Instead, he spoke to the voice again, his tone firm. "Release every wave. Send them all at once. Whether it's a hundred or a thousand, I don't care."

The silence that followed his words was heavy. Even the voice seemed taken aback.

"Are you sure?" The voice sounded almost suspicious. "Do you wish to shorten your life and end this trial prematurely? If you seek to sabotage this potential disciple's chance, it's useless. She may return for the trial at a later time if she wishes."

Sora's voice was unwavering. "Don't worry about it. I'm serious. Send them all."

The voice hesitated, then shifted its attention to Kara. "This is your trial. Do you agree to this? Or do you wish to take the standard path?"

Kara, her face pale, turned to Sora. "What are you doing?" Her voice was shaky, filled with uncertainty. "Are you trying to get us killed?"

Sora met her gaze, his expression intense. "Trust me. Areva sent me to help you, and that's what I'm going to do. You haven't chosen the path to walk on yet, but i can show you the path I have chosen. And there's no place for hesitation in my path. No second guessing"

There was something in his eyes that made Kara pause. His calm, his confidence—it was overwhelming. In that moment, she felt small, like a child standing before a beast. His aura was so powerful, so intimidating, that she could feel it deep in her bones. This wasn't a man pretending to be strong. He was strong.

Kara swallowed, her mind racing. Could he really handle this? He seemed so sure, so determined. If there was anyone who could pull this off, maybe it was him. She took a deep breath and nodded. "Do as he says."

The voice, still somewhat skeptical, responded, "Very well. All waves shall be released at once. Prepare yourselves."

The moment the voice finished speaking, the ground trembled. The air grew heavy, thick with the promise of violence. In the distance, the sounds of countless beasts echoed—growls, howls, and the thudding of thousands of paws against the ground. The sheer number of enemies approaching was staggering.

Céline's grip tightened on her shield. "What… what did we just agree to?"

Amélie's face had gone pale. "There's no way we can fight all of these."

Thierry's sword trembled in his hands. "This is insane. Ralph, are you out of your mind? We're going to die..."

But Sora didn't answer. His focus was locked on the approaching horde, his senses heightened, his body primed for battle. The pressure around them was suffocating, the weight of thousands of enemies bearing down on them. The first wave of beasts appeared on the horizon, a dark, endless mass of snarling creatures.

Kara's breath caught in her throat. She could feel the overwhelming pressure of the mobs approaching. Her hands were shaking. 'Is this still my trial ?' she wondered.

As the beasts closed in, Sora took a deep breath and clenched his fists. His mana surged, filling his body with strength. The ground beneath him cracked as he took his stance, ready to face the onslaught.

"Let's wrap this up," he muttered, his smirk widening.

The trial had begun.

Sora vanished from his position in the blink of an eye, his movements too fast for anyone to track. The others barely had time to react as a massive panther lunged toward Amélie from the back.

She hastily knocked an arrow, her breath hitching as the monster's snarling face loomed closer. But before she could even release her shot, a brilliant flash cut through the air.

Sora's sword had sliced clean through the panther, splitting it in half.

Yet, the spectacle didn't end there.

As the panther's body collapsed to the ground, more than ten beasts behind it were instantly vaporized into ash, their bodies crumbling before they could even understand what had happened. The team stood in awe, frozen by the sheer force of the attack. It wasn't just the panther that had died—Sora's sword sweep had obliterated an entire group of monsters in one motion.