Those who were awakened weren't allowed to leave the area, hence Adam and his father were accommodated in one of their buildings.
For two days, Adam and his father were confined to the government facility, unable to leave until the final combat evaluation was complete.
The reason was standard, ensuring the safety of newly awakened individual...
But in reality, it was more about monitoring them.
Every awakened had a unique ability, and the government needed time to prepare specialized tests, both to evaluate and to help them familiarize themselves with their newfound powers.
Adam sat on the bed of his assigned room, staring at the ceiling.
'I only wrote my Body Blood Magic in the forms…'
He didn't add "Temporary Copy" or "Permanent Copy."
Those weren't just unusual... they were absurd!
They didn't even seem connected to his Body Blood Magic.
If he had listed them, it would've raised too many questions, and worse, he'd be watched and monitored...
No one wanted the government breathing down their neck, especially not someone with abilities like his.
Of course, it was inevitable for them to find out eventually, however he had to ensure that he was atleast on floors that weren't surrounded with too much Government Agents.
A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts.
"Awakened Adam, please proceed to the Ability Testing Hall."
The testing hall was different from the others.
Unlike the combat and written exams, this area had no ring, no desks.
Instead, the room was sleek, white, and lined with complex equipment.
Several scientists and researchers stood near the walls, dressed in lab coats, their attention shifting to him the moment he entered.
One of them, a middle-aged man with graying hair, stepped forward.
His badge read Dr. Alden Voss.
His voice was measured, professional.
"This evaluation is to test the limits of your ability and provide insights into how it can be further developed. We will observe and make suggestions, but ultimately, you are the one in control."
Dr. Voss gestured toward the open space in the middle of the hall.
"Then, let's begin. Body Blood Magic, right? Show us what you can do."
Adam extended his hand.
A deep crimson glow spread across his palm, and the air around him shifted.
His own blood responded instantly, rising in thin, twisting strands, as though gravity no longer held sway over it.
One of the researchers murmured.
"Fascinating… blood manipulation without a medium."
Dr. Voss, however, was more focused.
Adam willed the blood to move, forming a thin blade in his palm.
The shape was crude but solid.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, the blood darted forward, slashing through the air before retracting back into his control.
Voss observed closely.
"Your control is fluid, but your constructs lack stability. Have you tried reinforcing them by coagulating the structure?"
Adam had already done so in his previous experiences in the tower, however he acted as though this was his first.
"Blood naturally thickens when exposed to air. If you accelerate that process, you can create denser, more durable forms. Try it again, but focus on coagulation while shaping the blade."
Adam nodded, concentrating.
He guided the blood into a blade once more, this time compressing it as it formed.
The edges sharpened, the shape solidified.
When he moved it, it no longer wavered like before.
The researchers exchanged glances, murmuring in interest.
"Much better. You can also consider using arterial pressure to increase speed or even shape projectiles."
Adam absorbed the information.
The test wasn't just about assessing his power after all, it was more on giving him new ways to use it.
The evaluation continued with more experiments.
Can he control blood that isn't his? The answer was yes, but with effort.
How far could he extend his control? Around ten meters before precision declined.
Could he sense blood movement in others? To a degree, though it was vague.
By the time they were done, even the scientists seemed impressed.
Dr. Voss made a final note in his tablet.
"You've got remarkable potential, Adam. If developed properly, your ability could be lethal in combat or even invaluable in medical applications."
Adam remained neutral, but inside, he was processing everything.
For a full day, Adam and his father remained in the facility, confined to their assigned quarters, anticipating the final results.
Everything had already been tested.
His combat ability, knowledge proficiency, psychological stability, and even his awakened powers.
Now, all that remained was the official evaluation and the permit that would grant him entry into the Tower of Yxthar.
When the knock finally came, it was quiet but firm.
Adam opened the door to find a uniformed official standing before him.
Without much preamble, the man handed him a sealed envelope.
"Your results and permit."
Adam accepted it, nodding in thanks before closing the door.
His father, who had been sitting by the window, stood up as Adam peeled open the envelope.
The moment his eyes landed on the first page, he already knew.
Combat Proficiency: Highest Evaluation
Knowledge Proficiency: Highest Evaluation
Psychological Stability: High Evaluation
Awakened Ability Assessment: High Evaluation
Adam wasn't surprised, but his father…
The man stood agape, his eyes scanning the results over Adam's shoulder, unable to find the words.
Even after a long pause, he didn't speak.
Adam could already guess what he was thinking.
'Even my brother and older sister only received average and below-average evaluations, and yet they were already considered top-tier compared to most people… he must be shocked.'
A moment later, his father exhaled, expression unreadable.
Then, he finally spoke.
That was all he said, but Adam could hear the subtle shift in his voice.
The tension that had been sitting in his father's chest was immediately relieved knowing that the youngest of their family could take care of himself inside the tower...
Adam didn't say anything at first.
He just looked at his father, memorizing his face, the slight lines of worry that never truly went away.
Then, with a breath, he said.
His father didn't reply.
He just placed a firm hand on Adam's shoulder, gripping it briefly before stepping back.
With his results in hand, Adam proceeded to the final checkpoint.
His permit was confirmed, his documents stamped, and soon, he was led by uniformed personnel toward a waiting aircraft.
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He simply took one last glance at the world behind him, then stepped forward, boarding the plane.
Today, he would enter the Tower of Yxthar.