My body ached everywhere, I looked up to a bright light and my head felt like it was all over the place. I glanced down at my wrist imprinted with the cold chains that used to bind me down but they were no longer there. Slowly, using the little strength I had, I somehow sat myself up. 

It was quiet. Where was T and Doctor Sylvia? What exactly happened?  

The door slowly creaked open as I turned to see Doctor Sylvia smiling “Good girl, you're awake now, I got you your Student uniform, ID, and handbook,” she sang happily with a pile of stuff in her arms resting on the table beside me. 

What was she on about? I was still alive…. Thanks stars. My vision was all over the place as my head throbbed as if a hammer was constantly banging on it. 

“What….going….on?” I asked. My throat felt like it was shredded to pieces and carelessly glued together. 

“Hmm you were a good girl and had your mana awakening which destroyed the chains, T did your grade evaluation and you are a grade 5 which is pretty solid for a peasant starting grade,” she explained smiling.

“What is going to happen to me?”

“Well you'll be enrolled in the academy of course,” she answered shoving the pile of stuff in my arms

“I've already bandaged the area that you didn't heal so get a shower then change into your uniform and someone will come and pick you up,” she stated 

Everything was so…confusing. I didn't have a second to stop and process what was going on. Everything just kept on going. I had a mana awakening…somehow survived and now I'm getting told to get changed into a uniform.

That meant only one thing. I have been enrolled or a better word would be conscripted. 

I took off my white gown drenched in blood and simply slowly limped toward the shower Doctor Sylvia pointed to. 

I pressed my back onto the tiles and slid down sitting on the wet floor as the cold shower ran flowing through my bandages and seeping into my wounds sending a stinging sensation through my body. 

The shower washed away the filth that clung onto my body, the blood that stained my body and danced with my tears that my body couldn’t stop. If I had this chosen one revelation earlier would I still be happy running around in the village? Or would I just be safe and thankful that I wasn’t the firstborn of the family having to be conscripted turning a blind to the academy?

Ignorance is truly a bliss. 

I was going to be attending the academy whether I liked it or not. Liliana and Winter were here. Yet Liliana has changed so much…Nothing was the same. I hated it.

I got out of the shower hiding my naked body away with a towel as I held up the uniform. There was a combat uniform and a normal uniform which were fancy and high-quality silk. It was hard to admit that I actually liked it. 

It was a black pleated skirt with a white star pattern that landed just a few centimetres above my knee covered by the white tight with a white polo shirt a black blazer with the school logo and a white bow tie. Somehow it fitted perfectly. I glanced at my combat outfit folded. A green dress styled armour with sleeves and long green armour boots. 

Knock. Knock. Knock

I turned to the door not sure what to say. I knew someone was coming to pick me up but I didn’t feel ready but more like exhausted. “Umm, yes?” I called out as the door creaked open slowly making me more curious about who lies behind the door. 

“Hmm you must be Nolly…a strange name but a peasant above the average grade for peasants is even more strange,” The lady commented looking me up and down as if she had just seen the most disgusting thing in her life. “There will be an entrance ceremony followed by a brief tour then you’ll spend the day settling in your dorm,” she continued as she began to walk away.

An entrance ceremony? I definitely was not looking forward to an entrance ceremony, having to stand straight for stars know how long, while my body was aching and on the verge of collapsing.

“Pick up your ID and handbook and follow me,” she ordered as she walked away into the hall, lit up by mana bulbs that cost my village a lifetime, quickly leaving me behind with my spaghetti legs. 

I scrambled to catch up with her, following her in the never-ending exquisite hallways with vases and artefacts hanging up with portraits of important figures. It was absolutely breathtaking and annoying that the Dunamis and upper class ran such a beautiful place.

There were no students in the hallway, only what were most likely professors passing by the hallway quietly glancing over at me giving me the same looks. 

She paused at the two grand doors that stood tall in front of us. Engraved on them were symbols that looked like the ones on the cover of the book that I kept on seeing. A sun on one side of the door and a moon on the other side of the door. 

“Stand straight and make yourself presentable, you are the last to arrive,” she told me.

I was the last….to arrive.

The door swung open as I felt a bit of the breeze push me back and then I looked up. Students are already standing there with their handbooks in hand. They all looked back staring at me in silence as the old lady guided me to my place to stand. I felt embarrassed putting in all my might trying to stay still and not fidget.

Then a tall lady in all black with nice shiny black heels stepped onto the platform in front of us dressed in all white as her straight black hair reached down to her ankle. She tapped the microphone floating on stage gently as she opened her mouth to speak “Good morning, fellow students both new and returning to the academy for this new semester, like many of you know I am headmistress Altair,”

 she paused looking around the room before continuing “I’ll go over the basic rules of the academy, You’ll be split into houses at random this year which means there will be different ranks mixed and years mixed in a house furthermore those will be your be your roommates of the year and the house with the most points, which can be collected by gaining merits but also deducted by demerits, at end of the term will have a grand reward, your homeroom teacher which is on your ID card will give you a tour and explain each of the rules to you all,”

She then suddenly disappeared in thin air while the murmurs as people started to find their homeroom teacher. That was a surprisingly quick entrance ceremony for such a grand school. I looked around as people kept bumping and barging into me to get to their homeroom teacher. I glanced to see hologram name banners over each teacher.

I quickly took out my ID card from my blazer pocket to check my homeroom teacher's name while getting barged all over the place and somehow ending up on the other side of the hall. 

Miss Rina - house 5

I looked around to find a banner and a teacher who was most likely Miss Rina holding a clipboard. I quickly walked toward the teacher not wanting to be the last one, especially with my legs slowly giving out that was until another student twice my size bumped into me knocking out all the energy I had stable sending me nearly crashing into my homeroom teacher but of course, she had gotten out the way in a flash which meant possible person I could crash into was the student lining up behind her.

“Ahh watch out!” I yelled hoping they moved out of the way in time however such hope was nothing like a fool's dream as we both went crashing to the floor. 

First I arrived late and now I just made a fool out of myself in front of everyone…Just great. 

I groaned as I rubbed my ankle which ached even more while the chatters that just died down regained their spark as I could hear the laughter of others. I wish I could bury a hole somewhere and never come out.

“I never understand why the council conscript these lousy peasants,” a voice spoke

“They can’t even do anything right,” another voice chuckled

“Move your in my way,” a familiar voice spoke as a shadow loomed over me. It was Liliana. Her skirt was rolled up along with the arm of her blazer and her hair was let down. She extended her hands for mine “C’mon get up,” she told me as I took her hand.

“Oh it Liliana,”

“Liliana?”

“You know the peasant beat multiple of Dunamis and high ranks,”

“Oh right, she that peasant that somehow worked away to a grade 6,”