Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground

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Atticus's eyes were sharp as he stared at the faceless machine standing like a death sentence in front of him.

'The data of previous katana wielders…'

Atticus was a bit curious about that part. After the fourth trial of the katana, he had absorbed his spirit guide following his overwhelming victory against him.

Because of this, he had gained everything the spirit had achieved in his lifetime, including his skills with the katana.

They had been expansive and eye-opening. But now, Atticus was curious, would this thing show him something new?

Viktor reached the edge of the island before bringing out a tab-like device. As he turned it on, a live image of Atticus and the robot suddenly appeared.

"Begin."

At his words, the air around the large island seemed to change, a still breeze blowing.

The still breeze swept through the clearing, carrying with it the dry leaves that had gathered across the field.

For a moment, the space between Atticus and the faceless robot felt suspended in time.

The leaves drifted, caught between them like a thin veil, a fragile, fleeting barrier.

The moment the last leaf passed by, Atticus's vision emptied.

The robot disappeared.

A sharp whistle cut through the air.

Like a phantom strike, a blade descended towards Atticus.

Air sliced apart, a dangerous intent saturating the space, pressing down with the weight of a seasoned executioner.

Yet, Atticus remained impassive.

His katana stayed sheathed. His form was rigid, straight, unshaken. Then—

He moved.

A slight blur. A mere shift.

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