Shadow Being System

"Do you want to activate the Orb of Silence?" the system asked.

"Yes," William replied, his excitement barely contained.

A small pulse of soul essence flowed from his heart, traveling down to the hand that held the orb. The orb glowed softly, and then—silence.

The silence that enveloped William was overwhelming. The orb in his hand glowed faintly, casting a dim light, but it was the stillness that captured his attention. His ears strained for sound, any sound—but there was nothing. Not even the wind stirred. It was as if the entire world had been muted.

He could hear his own heartbeat, slow and steady, the blood rushing through his veins like the soft hum of a distant river. Each breath he took was amplified in his chest, yet no sound escaped. It was unsettling but thrilling.

To test the silence, William grabbed a small stone from beside him and hurled it into the glowing lake. Normally, the splash of the stone hitting the water would be sharp and clear, but now, there was only the rippling light of the lake, no sound. The stone sunk quietly beneath the surface, swallowed by the glow, leaving behind nothing but eerie tranquility.

A grin crept across his face. With this orb, I could bring girls into the orphanage without anyone hearing any strange sounds, he thought, a mischievous glint in his eye. He chuckled, though the sound never reached his ears.

Testing further, he concentrated, changing the radius of the orb's effect until it enveloped only his body. It was like wearing a cocoon of silence. He stood and shouted—though, of course, there was no sound. The world was utterly still. It felt like a superpower, a stealth mode that could give him an edge over anyone. "I could be an assassin with this.

Not that I want to be one... but assassins make good money." He smiled wider at the thought, amused by the possibilities.

"System, deactivate the orb," he commanded mentally. The glow faded from the orb as it slipped back into his inventory, and with it, the sound of the world came rushing back. The distant rustle of leaves, the soft ripple of the lake, the faint wind brushing against the fog—it was all there again.

But there was still one more thing. The thing that excited him the most.

When he had killed the tier-one beast in the tunnel, the system had rewarded him with an attribute: The Child of Thunder. This was no ordinary skill; it came with three abilities,

Ability 1: Thunder Ward which Shields 10% of all lightning abilities aimed at the host. This is a passive ability. Note: Can be improved.

Ability 2: Thunderborn. The host's affinity to lightning increases by 10%. This allows the host to perform minor lightning-based attacks using soul essence

Ability 3: Thunder Affinity, When using weapons with lightning effects, the durability and sharpness of the weapon increase by 10%.

The second one, Thunderborn, had been on his mind ever since.

It allowed him to perform minor lightning-based attacks. The system had said all he needed to do was think about it, visualize it, and the ability would activate.

Closing his eyes, William imagined a lightning bolt forming in his hand, crackling with energy. He focused on the idea of electricity, the sharp, jagged feel of it, the raw power.

Suddenly, his hand sparked. Blue electricity began to dance between his fingers, crackling and flickering in the dim light. The sensation was like holding pure energy—wild, powerful, alive. William's eyes widened in realization. I did it! I'm—

But then, without warning, the sparks from his hand spread. The lightning shot across his damp clothes, and he barely had time to react before a powerful shock surged through his entire body.

"Fuck, I'm wet!" he yelled, more out of instinct than anything else, but the word was almost drowned out by the sound of crackling electricity.

His body jerked violently as the electricity wrapped around him like a coiling snake, running up his legs, across his chest, and down his arms. His hair stood on end, wild and spiked as though he'd been hit by a storm. Smoke rose in thin wisps from the edges of his soaked shirt and pants.

His skin tingled from the electric shock, a strange sensation that was somewhere between pain and exhilaration. His clothes clung to his body, still wet from the lake, and now they looked burnt at the edges, with faint scorch marks on his sleeves and around the collar. Continue your saga on empire

The air smelled of ozone—sharp and metallic, like the aftermath of a lightning strike. His hands trembled, not from fear but from the sheer force of the energy that had just coursed through him. His muscles felt taut, buzzing with residual power.

"Great," William muttered to himself, brushing off some ash from his singed sleeve. His hair, now sticking out in all directions, gave him the appearance of someone who'd just been electrocuted—and, well, he had. He ran a hand through the unruly strands, trying to smooth them back into place, but it was no use.

He let out a small chuckle, realizing how ridiculous he probably looked. Wet clothes, electrocuted hair, and burnt sleeves—yeah, not exactly the image of a dashing hero, he thought wryly.

Still, despite the mishap, a wide grin spread across his face. He had just harnessed lightning—real, tangible lightning. Sure, it had nearly fried him in the process, but the potential... the power was there.

He glanced at his hands, now steady once more, and clenched them into fists. He would need to be more careful next time. But the thrill of it, the raw force of the electricity—it was intoxicating.

With one last glance at the magical lake, he stood and began his walk back to the wall and pressed his hands on it and said "I hate this part."

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