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The Rampage

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Ivandoe Horntail, a 15-year-old student of Hypers Academy got sold together with a select group of students to the highest bidder...to use as slaves due to how weak they were. Luckily, a wizard of the ancient order named Lucas Camelous helped them escape their captors so they could fulfill their destinies. Ivandoe, the saviour of the realms and worlds must be guided on his path by Narissa Vandel, a young girl in her 14s. Aftermath of their escape from slavery, Ivandoe attained his Hyperbook "The Paradox" as he reached out and touched an ancient tree's trunk that stood stood deep in the clearing of "Ruin's Forest", it's branches twisted and gnarled. Ivandoe felt the Paradox Hyperbook stirring to life within him, the world around him dissolved into chaos as his mind expanded, unlocking the secrets of the Paradox and his body cells were rewritten together with his DNA being altered. His muscles grew stronger, and his senses became more acute. The Hyperbook's system welcomed Ivandoe then as a symbol of his newfound power, he was granted the Double-edged Sword of the Paradox to serve him well on his journey. A swarm of Varteries, small, winged creatures with razor-sharp claws descended upon the group. Ivandoe's eyes scanned the group, taking stock of their situation. His heart sank as he realized that Thylique had been silently killed before they could react. With a heavy heart, Ivandoe knew he had to act fast. He quickly assessed the situation and began to shout orders. As the battle raged on, he saw a faint glow emanating from the heart of the vartery swarm. Ivandoe suggested the others should follow him. As they fought their way deeper into the swarm, they noticed the source of the pulsating glow—a massive, twisted crystal that seemed to be controlling the Varteries. With a mighty swing of his sword, Ivandoe struck the crystal, shattering it into a thousand pieces.The Varteries' attack ceased, their bodies crumbling to dust as the controlling crystal's influence was broken. Suddenly, an info menu materialized before Ivandoe, making him aware of an unknown entity being present... Narissa suggested they leave but Ivandoe hesitated and told her he would handle this. Narissa's eyes narrowed, but she nodded, gesturing to the others. "Let's move out". "Who are you?" Ivandoe demanded, his voice steady despite the fear creeping up his spine. The figure didn't respond but instead, reached out a hand. Ivandoe flinched, expecting an attack but the figure merely touched his forehead. The figure's touch had awaken a flood of memories, and Ivandoe felt himself being pulled back into the visions he had seen when he touched the ancient tree. He saw a world in a state of chaos and destruction, the skies filled with ash and smoke, the land scorched and barren. He saw creatures twisted and deformed, their bodies a mass of writhing tendrils and bulging growths. "This is the Rampage," the figure said. "A time of great destruction and chaos, when the very fabric of reality was torn apart. it lasted for 500 years, a period of unrelenting darkness and despair". The visions shifted and changed, revealing the Renewing Era, a time of rebirth and transformation that followed the Rampage. Ivandoe saw how the world was remade a new, how the forces of darkness were slowly pushed back, and how the Paradox continued to play a key role in shaping the course of history. He earned knowledge about how to harness the power of the Paradox from the figure who later introduced itself as "Erebus, guardian of the Paradox". Ivandoe returned back to the village after defeating shadows and a towering behemoth. His heart sank immediately he was informed by me of the villagers that his friends from the academy have been taken by the Empire of Chandesia. The Paradox's voice echoed in his mind: "The true challenge is only beginning, Ivandoe. Prepare yourself for the battles to come".
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Chapter 1 - Betrayal at Hypers Academy

Hypers academy, a prestigious school for magical and martial arts training, nestled in the heart of the mystical forest of Elvendom.The academy's architecture is a blend of modern and ancient styles, with sleek, silver spires and grand, stone structures.

A sweeping shot of Hypers Academy 's grand courtyard, bustling with students of various ages and magical affinities. The sun casts a warm glow over the scene, with a few fluffy white clouds drifting lazily across the sky. Students are seen practicing magic, sparring, or socializing in small groups.

"Hypers Academy is a place where the brightest minds and strongest warriors are forged."

Ivandoe Horntail, a 15-year-old student with vibrant blue hair and piercing blue eyes, walks through the courtyard, looking determined and focused. He wears the standard Hypers Academy uniform: a sleek black and silver jumpsuit adorned with intricate, magical runes. Ivandoe carries a worn, leather -bound book and a sword at his side.

The academy's headmaster, professor Orion, stands on the grand staircase, addressing the students.

"Professor Orion is a wise, kind- looking man in his 50s, with a long, white beard and piercing brown eyes. He wears elaborate, ceremonial robes, complete with intricate, golden embroidery."

"Students, I regret to inform you that...the academy is facing financial difficulties. We've been forced to make a difficult decision" Headmaster Orion says.

[The headmaster's expression turns sinister, revealing a shocking truth.]

"We've sold a select group of students, including Ivandoe Horntail to the highest bidder...to use as slaves". Headmaster Orion informs the students.

[Ivandoe and the other chosen students are shocked, outraged, and scared]

Ivandoe's eyes widen in horror as he takes a step back, his hand on the hilt of his sword. The other students look on in shock, some crying or screaming.

"What?! You can't do this! We're students, not slaves!" Ivandoe exclaimed.

The students are dragged away by heavily armed guards. The guards wear dark, imposing armor, complete with menacing, red-eyed helmets.

[Ivandoe struggles against his restraints, his eyes blazing with determination]

Ivandoe and the other students are thrown into a dark, cramped carriage, bound for their new "owners ".

"I won't go down without a fight. I'll escape, and I'll make sure those responsible pay." Ivandoe thought to himself.

The carriage door slams shut, and Ivandoe is plunged into darkness. The sound of rusty hinges and creaking wood echoes through the carriage. Ivandoe's determination burns brighter than ever, illuminating the darkness.

As the carriage rumbled on, Ivandoe looked around at his fellow students, all of whom seemed just as scared and confused as he was. One student in particular caught his eye- a 14-year-old girl with blue-black hair and black eyes that gleamed with determination. She was sitting across from him, her eyes fixed intently on a device around her neck.

"Hey, I'm Ivandoe," he said, trying to break the ice.

The girl looked up, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in Ivandoe's appearance.

"I'm Narissa Vandel," she replied, her voice firm and resolute.

Ivandoe nodded, feeling a spark of curiosity about this mysterious girl.

"What's with these things?" He asked, gesturing to the imuzer around his neck.

Narissa's eyes flashed with anger.

"They're imuzers", she spat.

"They're designed to suppress our magical abilities. Whoever is behind this wants to make sure we can't fight back.

Ivandoe's eyes widened as he realized the true extent of their situation. They were not only being sold into slavery, but they were also being stripped of their ability to defend themselves.

As the night wore on, Ivandoe found himself glancing at Narissa more and more, wondering what secrets she might be hiding and whether she might become an ally in their fight for freedom.

The carriage continued to rumble on, the darkness outside seeming to press in on them from all sides. But Ivandoe felt a spark of hope ignite within him. He was not alone, and with Narissa by his side, he might just have a chance to escape their captors and forge a new destiny.