The Glitched Mage-Chapter 44: Created Space Training

[[ Downloading Set Skill Book: Wrathful Flame ]]

[[ 1%… Estimated Time Remaining: 4 Days, 23 Hours, 59 Minutes ]]

A faint hum of energy pulsed through the training room as Riven's body slowly lifted off the ground, fiery threads of mana weaving between him and the hovering skill book. The glowing strands connected them like an intricate web, each thread pulsing with raw, untamed heat.

Riven didn't need to say a word.

Nyx and Krux emerged soundlessly from his shadows, positioning themselves against the walls in silent vigilance. Their eyes flickered with awareness, scanning the room for any disturbances.

[[ Suggested Feature Unlocked: Created Space Training ]]

[[ A feature unlocked upon reaching the Second Circle. Users can expend mana to generate a personal training dimension, allowing for uninterrupted skill acquisition and practice. ]]

Riven's eyes skimmed over the new system notification, his mind already whirring through its implications.

A separate training space? One where time, damage, and external interference could be controlled? That could prove invaluable.

But before he could delve deeper, a sudden white-hot lance of pain seared through his skull.

A low groan escaped him as his head snapped forward, his vision blurring. Information flooded into his mind in torrents, burning its way into his consciousness. The structure of the skill, the precise mana circulation paths, the flame's composition—all of it forcefully embedded itself into his very being.

His breathing turned sharp, his fingers clenching into fists.

'System, activate Created Space Training.'

The command barely left his thoughts before the world around him shattered into darkness.

Except… the darkness wasn't empty.

It was shifting. Changing.

Riven felt himself disassemble—or at least, that's what it felt like. His body wasn't bound by physicality anymore. Instead, he existed in an in-between state, like raw data being uploaded into something greater.

Then, abruptly—the world reassembled itself.

The darkness fractured into thousands of gleaming shards, revealing a vast expanse of shimmering space. The ground beneath his feet was smooth, reflective—like polished obsidian, yet it pulsed faintly with veins of molten mana. Above him, a sky of endless constellations stretched infinitely, swirling like a vast, digitalized nebula. The air was neither hot nor cold, weightless yet immersive.

A soft hum vibrated through his very core. This was not reality—but a perfect simulation of it.

A glowing notification flickered in front of him.

[[ Created Space Training: Active ]]

[[ This space functions independently from reality.

— Time dilation enabled: 4:1 Ratio (4 hours inside = 1 hour outside)

— Physical and mana exhaustion will not carry over upon exit.

— Damage is simulated. Fatal injuries will result in forced expulsion.

— Skill Progression: Accelerated. ]]

Riven's gaze flicked across the notification, taking in the details with growing satisfaction. A personal battlefield. One where he could push himself beyond his limits without real-world consequences.

This… this was perfect.

Another prompt appeared.

[[ Would you like to generate a training scenario? ]]

[[ Manual Selection or System-Generated Combat? ]]

He selected Manual Selection and the space around him flickered, shifting as new options appeared.

[[ Summon Opponent

— Recall a combatant from memory and generate a perfect replication of their fighting style, magic, and power. ]]

[[ Summon Mana Beast

— Generate a mana-formed creature of any known species for combat training. ]]

[[ Arena Settings

— Adjust terrain, gravity, and mana saturation to control combat difficulty. ]]

Riven's smirk deepened. This system was leagues beyond anything he had expected.

Riven's fingers twitched in anticipation.

He tapped 'Summon Opponent.'

A flicker of light and mana coalesced before him, scanning his memories.

A selection of silhouettes appeared—combatants he had faced, studied, or simply observed.

One, in particular, stood out.

Doran Halves.

The cocky second-year who wielded wind magic.

Riven chuckled to himself. "I'll start with you."

[[ Generating Opponent: Doran Halves ]]

[[ Combat Data Accuracy: 87%

Simulated Mana and Physical Attributes: Complete. ]]

A figure materialized before him—a perfect replica of Doran, down to the arrogant smirk and relaxed stance.

The simulation's eyes locked onto Riven. "What's wrong, Drakar? Scared already?"

Riven rolled his eyes before stretching his arms. "It's gonna feel good to beat you again, you arrogant prick."

The simulated Doran moved first, wind mana coiling around his limbs as he lunged, distorting the air with sharp, slicing gusts.

Fast. Efficient.

But Riven didn't move.

Instead, his fingers twitched—fire surged forth.

[[ Skill Initiated: Scorching Chain ]]

[[ Binding spell that weaves chains of fire around an enemy, restricting movement while searing their flesh. ]]

Before the wind struck him, blazing chains erupted from the magic circle infront of his palms, snapping forward like serpents of fire.

Doran's body jerked mid-attack, the chains twisting around his limbs, locking him in place.

A second later, the flames ignited, searing into his arms and legs.

The simulation snarled, struggling—but the more he fought, the hotter the chains burned.

Riven tilted his head, watching impassively. Too easy.

He flicked his wrist, and the flames surged tighter, the scent of scorched flesh thick in the air.

[[ Skill Initiated: Ember Cloak ]]

[[ A defensive enhancement—fire-infused armor that increases speed, attack power, and resistance. ]]

Flames coiled around Riven's body, layering his skin like molten armor.

His muscles burned—not in pain, but in power. His body felt lighter, faster—his instincts sharpening.

The simulation snapped its bindings, wind mana bursting outward in retaliation.

But this time?

Riven moved first.

The world blurred as he shot forward, a streak of fire and speed.

His fist connected with Doran's gut.

A simple strike—magnified by the Ember Cloak.

Flames exploded on impact, sending the simulation hurtling backward.

But Riven was already in motion again.

[[ Skill Initiated: Crimson Mirage ]]

[[ An illusion technique—creating afterimages with bursts of heat distortion, making it nearly impossible for opponents to track real movements. ]]

The air warped.

Heat waves shimmered around Riven's form, creating dozens of flickering copies.

Doran's eyes darted between them, confused.

He lashed out, wind blades slicing through an afterimage—missing entirely.

Another Riven appeared behind him.

Then beside him.

Then another.

Doran stumbled back, disoriented.

And then—

The real Riven struck.

A blazing fist to the ribs, sending the simulation crashing into the obsidian floor.

"It's over," Riven murmured.

But one final skill remained.

[[ Skill Initiated: Infernal Burst ]]

[[ A long-distance, high-precision beam of concentrated mana-infused flame. ]]

Riven stepped back.

The air trembled.

Mana coiled, compressed, refined—a singular point of pure, searing heat forming at his fingertips.

The temperature spiked.

The obsidian battlefield cracked.

The simulated Doran's eyes widened in realization.

Too late.

Riven fired.

A razor-thin beam of white-hot flame tore through the air—piercing the simulation clean through.

The moment of impact—

Doran disintegrated into embers and digitalized fragments.

The battlefield fell silent.

Then—

[[ Training Complete: Phase One Success ]]

[[ Skill Proficiency: +15% ]]

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[[ Time Remaining: 4 Days, 12 Hours, 21 Minutes ]]

Riven exhaled, his entire body thrumming with heat, his mana pulsing like molten fire in his veins.

Each spell fit him perfectly.

Riven's shadows shivered beneath his skin, a silent protest against his continued reliance on fire magic alone. They slithered and writhed, a restless hunger pulsing through them—a demand to be used.

He clenched his fists, suppressing the reaction. Not yet.

It was still too early to reveal his shadows to the world.

The kingdom was still on edge after the undead attacks, and the academy? They believed he had discarded his necromancy skills altogether. If they learned the truth—that he wielded shadows, that he had embraced the abyss—they wouldn't hesitate.

They would kill him.

But his shadows… they did not care for his caution.

A thin tendril of blackness seeped from his arm, trembling as it slithered toward the flames still flickering in his palm.

Riven stilled, watching.

The shadow hesitated, recoiling slightly as if testing the heat—before launching itself forward, straight into the fire.

And then—

The impossible happened.

The flame fought back, its orange glow flickering, twisting—but the darkness consumed it.

The fire shrank, its brilliance fading, swallowed by the abyss curling around it.

A new flicker crackled in his palm.

Not orange. Not red. But black.

Riven's breath slowed as he stared at the black flames flickering in his palm.

The once-vibrant orange fire had been devoured, twisted by the abyss, leaving behind a flame unlike any he had ever seen. It didn't burn like normal fire—it pulsed, almost alive, shifting like liquid darkness while exuding the unmistakable heat of a true blaze.

His shadows shivered beneath his skin, no longer restless but… satisfied.

As if they had been waiting for this.

His heart pounded against his ribs as the realization sank in.

This wasn't just fire.

This wasn't just shadow.

It was both.

[[ New Skill Variant Discovered: Abyssal Flame ]]

[[ A fusion between fire and abyssal mana, forming a unique dark flame that consumes both physical and magical energy upon contact. Unlike standard fire, Abyssal Flame does not spread—it devours. ]]

Riven's fingers curled, watching the black flames dance across his knuckles. Devours? What a fitting adaption.

The fire flickered toward his wrist, licking at his skin but pain never came.

The dark flame did not burn him — Instead, it sank into him, absorbed like a natural part of his existence.

His mana channels pulsed. Abyssal Flame was not a new element—it was an extension of him.

A smirk twitched at the corner of his lips.

He turned his gaze back toward the Created Space notifications, the glowing text still hovering before him.

[[ Training Scenario Concluded. ]]

[[ Skill Proficiency: Wrathful Flame +15% ]]

[[ Modified Skill Acquired: Abyssal Flame (Unranked) ]]

[[ Would you like to generate a new training scenario? ]]

Riven exhaled, feeling the weight of his discoveries settle into his bones.

He wasn't done yet.

He tapped the menu.

[[ Generate New Scenario: Advanced Combat Simulation ]]

The space shuddered.

The obsidian floor beneath his feet cracked, shifting as the battlefield rearranged itself. In the distance, towering rock formations erupted from the ground, forming jagged cliffs and unstable ledges. The sky above dimmed, storm clouds rolling into existence, crackling with veins of blue-white lightning.

A new notification appeared.

[[ Select Opponent Type: ]]

[[ Mana Beasts ]]

[[ Humanoid Opponent ]]

[[ Hybrid Combat Challenge ]]

Riven's eyes gleamed.

The last option caught his interest. Hybrid Combat Challenge?

He selected it.

[[ Generating Hybrid Opponent… ]]

[[ Randomizing Enemy Traits… ]]

[[ Enemy Class: Tier 3 Mana Beast ]]

[[ Enemy Type: Elemental Aberration (Wind-Fire Affinity) ]]

[[ Enemy Rank: Epic ]]

The air warped.

A low, guttural roar echoed through the battlefield.

A creature materialized.

It stood nearly ten feet tall, its body shifting between flickering flames and howling winds, its form ever-changing. Molten veins pulsed beneath its semi-transparent skin, while twin curved horns jutted from its skull.

Its eyes—burning blue orbs—locked onto Riven.

It radiated power.

Pure, unstable, elemental power.

[[ Simulation Lock: Complete. Combat Start. ]]

The beast lunged.

Wind howled, and flames exploded outward in a spiraling inferno.

Riven moved.

Faster than before.

His Ember Cloak ignited, wrapping his body in burning armor, his speed surging as he twisted around the beast's first attack.

A single swipe of its massive claw sent a razor-thin arc of wind mana slicing through the air.

Riven ducked and retaliated instantly, flicking his wrist.

Chains of Scorching Flame erupted from the ground, snapping toward the beast's legs, searing through the turbulent winds surrounding its form.

But the creature broke free before they could take full hold, its molten form shifting.

Its body morphed, flames condensing into dozens of floating fire spears.

They launched.

Riven dashed sideways, his Crimson Mirage activating mid-motion, creating afterimages as the spears struck.

Explosions rocked the battlefield.

One of the spears grazed him and pain flared across his side, but he ignored it.

He needed to finish this.

Now.

Riven's hands rose, mana surging to his fingertips.

Fire roared.

But this time, it wasn't ordinary fire.

Abyssal Flame coiled around his arms, licking at his fingertips like a living entity. The beast hesitated, as if it recognized something unnatural.

Riven's smirk sharpened.

"Let's see how well you handle this."

His mana coalesced, compacting into a razor-thin point at his fingertips.

[[ Infernal Burst: Abyssal Variant Activated ]]

A beam of pure Abyssal Fire erupted from his palm, cutting through the air like a blade.

The creature screeched.

The beam struck, devouring the flames within the beast's body, unraveling its elemental core.

It tried to retaliate—wind mana surged around it in a last-ditch effort—but the black flames ate through it, burning not only its form but its very essence.

Within seconds, the beast collapsed.

Then—

It disintegrated.

A final roar—then silence.

Riven stood still, breath measured, the black flames around his fingers fading.

Then, a notification appeared.

[[ Training Scenario Complete. ]]

[[ Skill Proficiency Increased. ]]

[[ Infernal Burst (Abyssal Variant): Unlocked. ]]

Riven exhaled, his entire body thrumming with the rush of battle.

He flexed his fingers and the black fire crackled beneath—his fire.

This was beyond what he had ever imagined.