Re-Awakening: I Ascend with a Legendary class

The cards sank and melted like ink that seeped directly into their skin. Dark lines spread along their palms, threading through their veins as if something inside them had been waiting to receive it.

For a brief moment, nothing happened.

Then the change began.

It wasn’t sharp pain, but a deep, unsettling sensation, like their bodies were being rewritten from within. Their breathing slowed, their senses stretched, and something new took shape deep inside their cores. It felt ancient, deliberate, and inevitable.

Rudra’s vision blurred as he felt a second rhythm form beneath his heartbeat, heavy and steady. Aryan gritted his teeth, laughing through the strain as energy surged through his limbs. Marcus dropped to one knee, realizing this wasn’t just an enhancement but a transformation. Maya remained still, quietly observing the structured formation unfolding inside her.

Within each of them, a new organ formed. It wasn’t flesh, but a geometric construct of shifting lines and pulsing void-light, synchronizing with their bodies like a second core.

The Eldritch Matrix settled.

The discomfort vanished instantly.

Power followed.

It surged through their bodies in a clean, controlled wave, sharpening their senses and reinforcing every movement. Their presence expanded, their aura rising violently before stabilizing into something dense and refined.

In that moment, the gap between Tier-6 and Tier-37 disappeared, as if it had never existed at all. Except they only had two decks.

But all of them were SSS-rank or X-rank!

After the Eldritch power settled inside them, the six Regalons stood in silence for only a brief moment, each adjusting to the sudden expansion of their senses and boosted parameters.

The ocean no longer felt like water. It felt layered, alive, filled with hidden movements, distant pulses, and enormous shadows gliding far beneath visibility.

Around them, the event had already erupted into chaos. Thousands of groups surged into the sea from the endless beach, the horizon filling with flying mounts, summoned constructs, floating fortresses, and titanic beasts diving into the water. The once peaceful shoreline turned into a battlefield of colors, lights, and distorted space.

Pymon expanded beneath them, feathers crackling with golden lightning. He lowered his body slightly.

“Get on. We go deep,” He said calmly.

They stepped onto his back, and with one powerful flap, He launched forward. The ocean surface bent beneath his speed, waves splitting cleanly as He skimmed across the water. Other groups blurred past, some diving immediately, others clashing mid-air, already competing for early kills.

They didn’t slow.

Pymon angled downward and pierced the ocean.

Water swallowed them instantly.

Light followed for a few seconds, then faded. The deeper they went, the darker it became, until only faint bioluminescent currents and distant glows remained. Pressure built steadily, but none of them reacted. Their bodies adapted naturally.

The first swarm arrived quickly.

Hundreds of blade-finned predators surged toward them, their bodies sleek and aggressive, glowing cores embedded in their chests. They moved like a synchronized storm.

Aryan stepped forward. A spear-shaped card flashed across his pupils.

He thrust his hand forward.

Dozens of invisible spear trajectories formed and shot through the swarm. The creatures split apart in clean lines, bodies drifting in silent pieces.

Marcus moved immediately after. A crest-like card flickered in his eyes. He rotated his arm, and the water around them shifted into a controlled current. The remaining predators were redirected inward, pulled into a compressed zone.

Maya extended her hand. Frost spread silently, black crystalline ice forming across the compressed cluster. The entire mass froze.

Rudra stepped in.

A ring-pattern card flashed across his pupils. He punched.

Layered pulses erupted outward. The frozen swarm shattered instantly, fragments scattering into the dark.

They didn’t stop.

“Keep descending,” Alfred said calmly.

Pymon dove deeper.

The water darkened further. The number of groups around them thinned rapidly. The chaotic upper layers gave way to quiet, dangerous depths.

A massive coral-armored creature emerged from below. Its limbs spread wide, and its core glowed deep violet.

Hiroshi moved first.

A thin line flashed across his pupils. He stepped forward and cut once. The blade slid across the creature’s armor, leaving a faint dark mark.

The creature retaliated, its limbs swinging in overlapping arcs.

Silvester surged forward, stars flashing across his eyes. He crossed both blades upward, carving open the weakened section. Stellar energy burst outward, exposing the core.

Marcus redirected the incoming limbs. Maya froze them mid-motion. Aryan marked the exposed core with a spear trajectory.

Rudra drove his fist forward.

The core shattered.

They continued descending.

The environment changed again. The water grew heavier, movements slower, and distant presences became more distinct. Shapes far larger than before drifted through the darkness.

A notification appeared.

Legendary spawn region.

A multi-headed leviathan emerged from below. Each head emitted a different elemental distortion, twisting the surrounding water. It attacked immediately.

This time, the fight lasted longer.

Maya froze sections of the battlefield to restrict movement. Marcus stabilized the team, redirecting pressure waves. Aryan marked the weakest head. Hiroshi applied precise cuts that spread dark curse-lines across its body. Silvester dove aggressively, carving deeper openings.

Rudra’s pulses layered through the creature’s internal structure. The heads convulsed as pressure built inside them.

Rexion finally moved.

He opened his jaws and released a concentrated beam of white-gold flame. The beam drilled through multiple heads at once, vaporizing entire sections.

Chronavael stepped forward, slowing the creature’s final movements. Alfred walked calmly toward it, crimson eyes glowing faintly. The creature’s regeneration halted.

Rudra and Aryan finished it together.

The leviathan split apart.

They descended again.

The ocean floor vanished into a vast trench. The darkness here felt absolute, but their senses expanded instead of shrinking. Something enormous moved below.

They slowed.

Even the Sovereigns grew attentive.

The Mythic creature revealed itself gradually. Its body stretched across the trench like a drifting continent. Ancient structures covered its surface, glowing veins pulsed across its body, and countless eyes opened in sequence.

The ocean stilled.

Aryan inhaled slowly. A spear-shaped sigil flashed across his pupils.

“Big one,” he said quietly.

The creature attacked.

Massive tendrils erupted upward, each one large enough to crush mountains.

Chronavael stepped forward. Time slowed around the tendrils.

Maya froze sections of them in void-ice. Silvester dashed forward, carving through the frozen segments. Hiroshi followed with precise cuts, spreading curse-lines across the creature’s body.

Marcus stabilized the battlefield, redirecting pressure waves. Aryan marked the central mass.

Rudra stepped forward. Pulse rings expanded from his fists. He struck once.

The pulses traveled through the creature’s body, stacking deep within.

Rexion released a narrow beam that pierced directly into the marked core.

Alfred walked forward calmly. A broken-crown card flashed across his pupils. The creature’s regeneration stopped.

“Now,” He said.

They attacked together.

Blades flashed. Spears converged. Pulses detonated. Ice spread. Flames drilled. Time slowed.

The massive body convulsed, cracked, then split apart.

The Mythic creature collapsed into drifting fragments.

A notification appeared.

+100,000 points.

The leaderboard shifted rapidly.

Their rank jumped from unranked to #968.

They had entered the top 1000.

Alfred looked deeper into the trench.

“This is only the beginning,” He said calmly.

And they descended further into the hunt.