The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Wh Klaus oped his eyes, he found himself in a place that was unlike anything he had ever se before. He was floating in a vast space that resembled the cosmos, with stars twinkling all a him. The stars wer't just distant points of light; some were close, glowing with vibrant colors, pulsing with life.

Others seemed to be swirling in strange patterns, creating beautiful but mysterious shapes.

As Klaus floated there, he saw strange things forming and dissolving a him—planets being born and th crumbling into dust, galaxies spinning in perfect harmony, and waves of ergy that seemed to dance through the void, leaving trails of light in their wake. It was both awe-inspiring and overwhelming, and Klaus couldn't help but wonder where he was and what this place could be.

He reached out, trying to grasp one of the stars, but his hand passed right through it as if it wasn't really there. Yet, it felt real—more real than anything he had ever known. He watched as new things continued to form—worlds, creatures, elemts, and forces he couldn't ev name. It was as if he was in a place where the very fabric of reality was being wov and unwov, right before his eyes.

Just as Klaus was starting to feel like he could get lost in this cosmic wonder forever, something began to pull at him. It was as if an unse force had tak hold of him, drawing him away from the cosmic space and into something new.

In an instant, the starry cosmos faded, and Klaus found himself in a new place. This place was like a vast, dless sea, but it wasn't made of water. Instead, it was a sea of differt elemts, each one distinct and vibrant. There were waves of fire, swirling clouds of ice, currts of wind, streams of light, shadows moving like liquid, and ev rivers of molt earth flowing in every direction.

Klaus floated above this elemtal sea, marveling at the sheer power and beauty of it all. The elemts were alive, constantly shifting and changing, creating a mesmerizing dance of ergy and color. It was like nothing he had ever imagined.

As he gazed out over the sea, Klaus noticed something ev more astonishing. Rising from the surface of the elemtal sea were Nine massive, beautiful doors. Each door was unique, crafted from the very elemts themselves. The first door was made of pure lightning, crackling with raw ergy. The second door was forged from roaring flames, its surface flickering and shifting like a living fire.

The third door was a towering wall of ice, shimmering with a cold, ethereal light.

The fourth door was formed from flowing water, its surface rippling as if it were made of liquid crystal. The fifth door was carved from solid earth, strong and unyielding, with patterns of rock and stone etched into its surface. The sixth door was a swirling vortex of shadows, dark and mysterious, yet strangely inviting.

The sevth door was made of wind, a transluct gate that seemed to hum with the sound of a thousand breezes. The eighth door was a radiant portal of light, shining with a brilliance that was almost blinding, yet warm and welcoming. But unlike the other doors, the nine is made of all the 8 elemts. It has multicolored layers of elemts each shining with its brilliances.

Klaus stared at the doors, each one represting a differt elemt, each one calling to him differtly. He felt a mixture of awe and curiosity, wondering what lay beyond each of them.

"What is this place…?" he whispered to himself, his voice echoing in the vastness of the elemtal sea. The doors seemed to pulse in response as if acknowledging his presce.

As he continued to float in that space, Klaus couldn't help but wonder about a lot of things. "From what I know, once you awak, you will op your soul sea, and a scre will appear showing you your stats. So does this mean this is my soul sea" Klaus pondered looking at the doors and the various elemts filling that place.

"This is vast. But why am I here?" Klaus muttered, feeling frustration bubbling up inside him. The more he looked a, the more lost he felt. But just as he was about to lose his temper, a voice spoke from the direction of the first door.

"Your patice seems to be lacking. Ah, why am I ev bothered?" The voice was strange yet familiar. It sounded like his own voice, just a little older, more mature.

"Who's there?" Klaus demanded, trying to spot the source.

"Right now isn't the time to know that," the voice responded calmly. "You've just awaked, and this is your soul sea. What you should be focused on is understanding what all of this means."

Klaus frowned but th smirked, a thought crossing his mind. "If I don't ask, would you tell me anyway?"

The voice chuckled, the sound echoing across the elemtal sea. "That's a good one. Yes, I'll tell you anyway. You've awaked as a Celestial Elemtal Overlord. This means you can control all eight of the primal elemts of nature"

Klaus's eyes wided in shock. "All eight? That's… that's unheard of!" He had heard about awakings before, from lectures he managed to overhear. Wh people awaked, they typically gained control over one elemt, along with skills and techniques depding on the grade of their talt.

From what Klaus knew, talts were categorized into grades: Common, Rare, Epic, Earth, Heav, and Legdary. These grades were based on the elemt someone awaked to, and while there were more than eight elemts, these were considered the main ones, the primal forces from which all the others derived.

The last time he heard about a gius awaking in Ross City, it was Anna Ross, who awaked as a Heav-grade Ice Mage. She had be praised as a gius among giuses, someone destined for greatness. Klaus couldn't help but compare his situation to hers.

However, now hearing that he had awaked as a Celestial Elemtal Overlord, with control over all eight primal elemts, he became overwhelmed with differt emotions. It didn't make sse to him. If a Heav-grade Ice Mage was considered a gius, what did it mean for him who have awaked all eight elemts?.

"Indeed, it is rare, but you've be granted this gift," the voice continued. "But that isn't the most important thing. Ar't you going to ask about your class?"

"Do tell," Klaus replied, still in shock but trying to stay composed.

"Hehe, I don't know if you've heard, but you've awaked an unheard class called Weapons Overlord. Little fella, you are indeed lucky," the voice said with a hint of amusemt.

For some reason, instead of feeling shocked, Klaus felt a strange sse of familiarity, as if he had expected to gain that class from the beginning. "What does it mean?" he asked, guinely curious.

"It's in the name," the voice explained. "It means you have the ability to use all kinds of weapons. Your talt and class allow you to wield all eight elemts and utilize any weapon you can imagine."

Klaus's eyes wided slightly, his mind racing with the possibilities. "That sounds amazing. But can I know about the grade of this class?"

The voice paused for a momt, th responded, "The grade of your class is not something commonly known, but giv your status as a Celestial Elemtal Overlord, your class is likely to be of an extraordinary caliber—beyond ev the Celestial grade. You are positioned at the pinnacle of power."

Klaus was more than shocked. He had heard of the gius Anna Ross, who was celebrated for awaking a Heav-grade talt and class. Yet here he was—a nobody—awaking a talt and class that defied all common sse. Was this some kind of cosmic joke? Was the universe playing games with him?

"Go back," the voice said suddly. "Your time here is limited since your soul strgth is not that strong just yet. The next time we meet, you can ask further questions. Remember, the Last Reincarnation is what determines the d. Get stronger and trample on your emies without mercy as a Paragon should."

Before Klaus could ev think of asking any more questions, his vision began to dark. The cosmic space, the elemtal sea, and the doors all faded away, leaving him veloped in darkness.

He th jolted awake in the makeshift building behind his house. He was sitting on the floor, drched in sweat, as if he had be poured over with water. His breathing was heavy, and his heart pounded in his chest.

Klaus looked a, trying to reorit himself. The room was still the same as before, but everything felt differt now. He could sse the air differtly. Breathing it made him become stronger.

"Was that real?" He asked, but before he could wonder further, a window oped before his vision.

Name: Klaus Hanson

Age: 6

Talt: Celestial Elemtal Overlord

Class: Weapons Overlord

Bloodline: Dormant

Physique: Nine Reincarnation Divine Body

Realm: Awaked - Lvl: /

Strgth: 0 | Agility: 30 |Stamina: 50 |Defse: 60 | Intelligce: 0| Health: 00

Spiritual Qi: 000

Stat Points: 0

Awaked Skills: Passive

[Universal Enigma]

— As you level up, so does your mind. Anything there is to know, you'll come to understand. You can speak and understand all languages, no matter how ancit or obscure.

[Overlord Healing]

— As long as you have Spiritual Qi flowing through you, ev the gravest injuries can be mded. A damaged heart? No problem—it'll heal just like any other wound.

[Sse]

— Your unique physique grants you the ability to detect all forms of threats and emotions, no matter who—or what—you're dealing with. No realm is beyond your awaress.

Awaked Skills: Active

[Moon Slash]

— By tapping into your connection with the elemts, you can imbue your weapons with elemtal essce and unleash a powerful cresct-shaped arc. This Moon Slash will cut through anything in its path.

[Special Remark: Due to your extraordinary physique, it will take levels to reach the next stage, and you'll need 6 times the effort to level up.]

"YES!" Klaus shouted, jumping up in delight as the scre in front of him flashed with the words he had be longing to see.

"Is everything alright?" His mother's voice filled with concern tered his mind as she rushed into the room, clearly startled by his outburst.

Klaus turned to her, his heart racing, and tears welling up in his eyes. "Mom, I did it! Your son has awaked! I'm a warrior now!" His voice cracked as he lunged forward, wrapping his arms a her tightly.