The next morning, whenever Kenan had the morning to himself, he reflected on his conversation with his Aunt. There was so much more to his mother''s childhood that he wasn''t aware of, and he knew more about his mother than he ever thought possible. “I''ll have to thank Aunt Aria again for the stories of my mother. I''ll make sure to take care of her like she is my own mother. I''m sure that''s what they would want, plus it Is the right thing to do. He nodded to himself.


    “Now let''s look at this system again; sadly, it is not what I thought it was,” Kenan says, opening up the system.


    [Ogun Archive System]


    A purple holographic screen appeared in front of him.


    “I thought this would be an almighty system that granted me power beyond my wildest dreams, like in Webnovels, but none of the features seem to have anything like that in their nature. Kenan thought about looking through them.


    [Ogun Archive System]


    [Meditation Realm] [Analyze] [Superior Database]


    “There are probably more features, but the first time I activated the system, there were a ton of restrictions put on it. I should go through each one to see what they do. “Wait, didn’t the system say that I was the heir to the Ogun Family? That shouldn’t be right. My dad said he gave all that up whenever he married my mom.”


    Kenan clenched his jaw and tightened his face at the thought of his extended family. They treated his mother like nothing less than trash. It was different. Whenever he was younger, he remembers playing with his cousins at family gatherings and his mother talking to some branch family members. He’s not sure what exactly happened. His mothers told him that the treatment from his father’s family was too much for her, and he hadn’t seen them since the last time he’d seen his dad.


    “Whatever, if my dad wanted me to have this, then no one would take it from me.”Kenan thought. He opened the Meditation Realm feature within the system.


    [Meditation Realm]


    [User: Kenan Ogun]


    [Mediation Realm: Consciousness]


    [Meditation Stage: 1st Stage -Woke]


    “OK, so what does all of this mean? I know that the Sentient are beings who can use the Psionic arts through Ruah, but everything else is treated with ultimate secrecy. Even my parents didn’t share anything. Maybe you have to be in the club to know the club''s secrets or something like that. Is that all of the information they are willing to give me?


    Kenan tried to toggle [Mediation Realm: Consciousness], and to his surprise, more information popped up.


    [Consciousness is the first Realm that a Senintent goes through upon awakening. It is the transition from one of the Slumbered to Sentient. This is why the first Realm is called Consciousness because the wielder is Conscious of the power of Ruah.]


    Kenan nods his head. That makes sense when laid out that way, but what is Ruah? It seems pretty important for me to know. A definition appeared on the purple hollow graphic screen before him as if the system was reading Kenan''s thoughts.


    [Ruah: The breath of life that resides in all living things. Some believe it is the very breath of God himself. All Sentient beings must harness Ruah to advance to the next meditation stage and realm.]


    “This is a lot of information to absorb. I''m lucky I have the system. Ok, so Ruah is how the Sentient continually gets stronger. But how does the Psionic arts come into play? Kenan waited for an answer. But the system didn’t reply. Kenan starts to eat the breakfast he prepared since his aunt has already gone to work.This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.


    “Maybe I have to think of a more direct question. What is Psionic Energy, and what are the Psionic Arts? This time, Kenan heard a small ding that sounded like a notification bell.


    [Psionic Energy: This is Energy that is activated through the brain cells that have been charged with the power of Ruah.]


    [Psionic Art/Techniques: is psionic energy manipulated in a specific way to give the users an extraordinary result.]


    “Alright, well, that''s more information than I can handle. That''s enough of this info, dumb. I gotta go pre-register for today. Kenan said. He wiped his mouth and stretched until he grew an inch taller. He got his keys and then headed towards the nearest Shepherds Center.


    ***


    Calvin Knight was a Shepherd''s recruiter, and he didn’t expect much from this part of the city. It was section three, after all, and nothing came out of section three of pretty much any city you went to. “Well, that’s not entirely true; they did have some heavy hitters come out 20 years ago. Oh, and then there was that one guy. Didn’t all three of them grow up in the same orphanage or something? He thought.


    Before he could connect the dots, a young man showed up. This kid looked no older than 20 and had a sturdy build. Calvin thought he looked promising. He wouldn’t be surprised if this kid had super strength. He sure hoped he did. Calvi hadn’t had that many promising recruits this year, and if he didn’t get a good prospect, they would send him back out in the field, and he was honestly too old for that. Which is why he decided to be a recruiter in the first place.


    The Standards for the Shepherds were high. Anyone could get a cheap Superior elixir for the low price of three average families’ incomes. Still, the ability they would get wouldn’t always be useful, at least not for the Shepherds. Like, let''s say, a superior that had the ability to see through walls. That’s not necessarily a useless ability, but it would be better to work in the police department or become a surgeon. Shepherds are protectors of the masses, aka the Flock from the Fiend. Fiends are powerful in their own right, and the shepherds didn’t need a guy who could see through walls, at least not in abundance.


    Cole sat up from his desk and gave this kid some attention. “My luck has to change with this kid. I can’t be on a losing streak forever, right?” He thought. “So what is your name, kid, and what''s your superior ability?


    “My name is Cole, sir, and my superior ability is Heat vision.” The kid said.


    Cole smiled at Calvin''s answer. “Now, that is something that the Shepherds could use!” Cole thought. He got up from his desk, walked over, and grabbed Cole by the shoulder as he looked at his fellow recruiter, Nelson. “Look Who''s luck finally turned around. I’ll get that bonus if I can recruit this kid. he thought.


    “Wow, heat-vision is pretty powerful; you might just get a scholarship with an ability like that,” Cole said.


    “Really! That would be awesome!” Cole said, smiling ear to ear. “Isn’t the Shepherd Academy expensive? My parents broke the bank getting me a superior elixir.


    “Yes, the academy tuition is a large lump sum; sadly, most scholarships go to the genius department. But luckily for you, scholarships are still given in to the few combat superiors with powerful abilities. Let’s head to the training bunker and test your ability.”


    Calvin led Cole downstairs to test out Cole''s ability but just before they went Calvin made a mocking face to Nelson. Nelson shook his head in disappointment as a response. “That Idiot always only gives the kids that look physically strong attention which is why he never recruits any geniuses. Most of the muscle-head kids have the lamest superior ability anyway. The field has taught him nothing. Nelson shook his head again. Just when he was getting ready to pack up and go the bell to the entry door went off again and a kid came in looking around. He was wearing a name-brand navy blue and white sweatsuit with running shoes. He had dark almond brown skin and his hair was in 360 waves.


    Nelson never usually judged a book by its cover but this kid clearly came from money with a sweat suit like that. He looked like he worked out regularly but wasn’t shaped like a bodybuilder like he and Calvin are used to seeing. “This kid is kinda built like a fighter,” he thought. Before he could think any more of it the kid spoke again trying to get his attention.


    “Is this where I register for the entrance exam for the Shepherds Academy? The kid asked.


    Nelson got you to greet the young man as he shook his hand he asked “You got a name?”


    The young man replied with the last Surname Nelson would have thought of. “Kenan Ogun.”


    “OGUN!?” Nelson thought to himself. To his surprise, he kept his poker face and pointed to his desk in the office. “You’ve got the right place. Please have a seat, Mr.Ogun.”