Blessed by Night

Chapter 14: The Difference Between Us

Chapter 14: The Difference Between Us

When Malachi stepped up for his examination, the other participants sneered inwardly.

Surely this smug looking pretty boy wouldn't amount to anything.

There were only two who noticed that Malachi was not as incompetent as he looked.

As he stood on the starting line, Malachi had a realization.

'I… haven't had the chance to run in this body yet.'

Deciding it would probably be fine, Mal crouched down into a sprinting stance before the examiner gave him the signal and he took off.

BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM

There was a sonic boom, a gust of wind and a loud explosion on the other side of the room.

The ground splintered beneath his feet and the shards of earth flew backwards into the other participants.

"What… the hell?" The examiner was shocked.

What just happened and where was the examinee?

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Suddenly, laughter was heard from within the cloud of dust that was slowly dispersing and now everyone was able to see clearly what'd happened.

Malachi was currently pulling himself out of a him shaped hole in the wall. "That was crazy! I was just like that cartoon coyote!"

His jovial laughter could be heard throughout the entirety of the room but everyone was much too stunned by what they'd just seen to join in.

"That speed… it was easily S Rank wasn't it?"

"Yea.."

"He didn't even go down and back but still.. I didn't even see him move."

"He must be blessed by a powerful god.."

Shock was evident on all of the faces of the recruits present and rightfully so.

Among the blessed, those with an S rank aptitude in any stat area are incredibly rare.

Almost as rare as those with a dual blessing.

Malachi returned to the starting line in another impressive burst of speed and everyone immediately took a step back.

"Hm? Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"Y-your eyes…" One of the recruits pointed out.

Only then did Malachi realize he'd lost his glasses when he ran face first into the wall.

Most only received small scratches that barely bled from the knife and healed in about thirty seconds.

Bianca Tate, the woman who'd been staring at Malachi the entire time, was unable to be injured by the knife or the gun.

When she was injured by the magic sword, the wound bled for only ten seconds before it completely healed, not even leaving a scar.

'They're both fucking monsters.' The examiner stared back and forth between Malachi and Bianca who were eyeing each other curiously.

He could only imagine the storm that would follow when they left this room and their results were released.

Surprisingly, Malachi's durability was only an A rank.

His healing rate was a bit slower than Bianca's at sixteen seconds but he wasn't all that disappointed.

He was still upset over his smashed sunglasses.

'All that money… wasted.'

He barely registered that they had moved on and were now onto the final portion of the first half.

Each of them now had to lift up varying degrees of weight without actually touching it.

From fifty pounds to a hundred all the way to a whopping 1,000.

Their rating was determined by how much they could lift as well as how long they could hold it.

Most of the examinees seemed to have practiced as they could all hold three hundred pounds for atleast five minutes.

But the most impressive by far was the aloof white haired man with purple streaks in his hair.

He easily held up 700 pounds for fifteen minutes and his only sign of exhaustion was a single bead of sweat running down his forehead.

Bianca was similarly impressive, managing to hold up six hundred pounds for ten minutes.

Their grades were A and B respectively.

As Malachi stepped up to take his turn, he was still stewing over his broken glasses and was barely even present.

'Let's just lift this shit and go home.'

Reaching out with his mental force, Malachi lifted every single weight laid out in front of him and closed his eyes as he thought of all the ways he could've better used 700 dollars.

"What the fuck.."

"Oh come on!"

"This isn't even fair anymore."

"What the hell is he?"

Malachi couldn't even hear the surprise murmurs and gasps when he did something outstanding again as his mind swam with regret.

'Groceries for a whole month, light bill, phone bill, gas bill, car insurance , I could've caught up on some old bills too…'

He was… very upset about breaking his sunglasses.

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