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Chapter 4 - THE GATE TO THE MARTIAL WORLD

Saturday morning arrived faster than Ryan expected.

With the address Sophie had given him saved on his phone, Ryan stood in front of what looked like an abandoned warehouse. The building was old, its paint peeling, giving no hint of anything special inside.

Is this really the place? he wondered.

Remembering his grandfather's instructions, Ryan knocked three times, paused, then knocked twice more in a specific rhythm.

Knock. Knock. Knock.Pause.Knock. Knock.

The door creaked open slowly.

Inside, Ryan found himself standing in a vast training hall with polished wooden floors. The walls were lined with ancient and modern weapons—swords, staffs, spears, and unfamiliar tools. Several people were training silently, their movements focused and precise.

At the corner of the hall stood a man in his forties, short-haired, with sharp eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"You're Ryan, right?" the man said in a deep, calm voice."I'm BAYU, the head of Cakra Sakti Academy. Sophie has told me about you."

Ryan bowed slightly."Sir, I want to learn more about this world… and the power inside me."

Bayu gestured for him to sit in the resting area and began explaining.

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