The sound of steel echoed through an empty arena.
One man…
One sword glowing like a dying star…
stood against four elite warriors who circled him like wolves.
His breath trembled. His grip tightened.
And then—
"TRAITOOOOORRR!"
He lunged forward, slicing the air apart as the four warriors dashed in.
But before their blades met—
—the world suddenly shifted.
The vision faded, replaced by the bright courtyard of Arena 1, where hundreds of recruits stood in a ceremonial line.
It was the day of acceptance.
Every fighter placed their right hand on their chest…and twisted it to the left — a gesture that awakened the sealed chakra inside them.
Montex B swallowed nervously when his turn came.The moment the ceremony master touched his chest,a sharp pain stabbed his heart, like a hidden needle had been waiting.
"What… was that?"
A tall man with bronze hair approached him after the ceremony.
Galaxy Montex.
His uncle. A legend. And today… fighting for the last time in the Seasonal Championship.
"So you made it," Galaxy said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't embarrass the family."
Montex smiled weakly. "I'll try not to faint again…"
Before Galaxy could reply, a blur of white hair appeared.
Luxor, the arena's speedster.
He smirked. "Galaxy, don't worry. He can't embarrass you more than you embarrass yourself."
Galaxy's eyebrow twitched, but before a fight could start,
Celló Gripper walked between them — a giant of a man.
"Stop. Save your energy for the arena."
THE SEASONAL FINALE BEGIN
The giant gates opened.
Montex stepped into the coliseum arena, heart pounding.
I don't feel good… but if I wait, I'll never get a chance to fight legends like them.
And the battles began.
Montex won his first round through pure instinct.
Luxor danced through his opponent.
Celló crushed his challenger.
Galaxy thundered to victory.
And then…
Gelix Natraj stepped forward.
The warrior chosen by God.
Montex's body froze. His lungs felt tight. He couldn't move—
as if invisible chains wrapped around him.
Gelix appeared in front of him in a single step.
A flash of movement.
A strike Montex couldn't even see.
Defeat.
Instant.
The arena roared.
Montex's heart sank.
He felt he had disappointed Galaxy…
yet he was inspired — he had stood in front of a legend.
GALAXY vs LUXOR — THE CLASH OF SPEED AND STRENGTH
Galaxy attacked first but Luxor outran every blow.
The crowd gasped — Galaxy couldn't land a single strike.
A sonic wave burst behind Luxor — he broke his own limit.
Spectators shielded their eyes as Luxor vanished completely, moving faster than their vision.
Even Montex B, watching from the sidelines, whispered:
"He increased his phase speed…"
Luxor struck from all angles —
a storm of kicks and punches, bending the dust and wind around them.
Galaxy took one deep breath.
For a fraction of a second, he closed his eyes.
But then Galaxy snapped.
He struck with raw power, forcing Luxor onto the defensive.
The arena exploded with cheers as the two exchanged brutal punches.
Finally, both collapsed.
A tie.
CELLÓ vs GELIX — THE TITANS
Celló grabbed Gelix and slammed him repeatedly.
No mercy.
No hesitation.
Gelix didn't land a single punch.
Celló won.
He earned the right to challenge Natraj Red — the king of speed.
But Celló bowed instead.
"I accept defeat. I cannot win."
Natraj Red nodded silently.
Montex watched in awe.
This is the world I've entered…
THE LIBRARY OF TRUTHS
Feeling dizzy, Montex walked to the grand library.
Books on warriors, energy, history… everything was here.
He noticed something strange —
many legendary fighters wore a bracelet that looked like a watch, exactly like the one he had seen today.
A thought struck him:
Same family lineage?
A passed-down relic?
…or immortality?
He clenched his fist.
This was just the beginning of his journey in Arena.