Murmurs could be head as he walked down the hall way, all the glances didn't go unnoticed by ling buh there was nothing he could do, after all he was the bottom feeder in the food chain and stuff like this had become normal to him.
He could hear his name faintly buh he didn't bother to answer cuz no one would ever call out to him for anything good, while walking as fast as he could to get into he class room to the supervision of the all masters, he was intercepted and he didn't need to look up to figure out who it was.
" Ling , you seem to have grown some balls" Tyson's voice sent shivers down his spine, before he could make up any excuses to cover for not replying, he was punched so hard that he flew backwards. lying there as he bled out of his head and looked around buh everyone acted like he was invisible. after some time on the floor he stood up and packed his things and headed home.
Since his first day at the academy till now, his life has been a misery, not like it was any better before hand , ever since the war hundred of years ago, the society had established a standard heirchy, before coming into the real world every one was to attend the 4 different levels of academy staying for a total of 3 years in each level and at the end of each level their grades would be increased and the final level was a 1 year service under the military before they're disbursed into their different lives of choosing.
grades represent ranks and all through the 4 levels of academy, ling has been a their 1 user and no matter his efforts, he couldn't upgrade or get a new skillhence he was seen as the weakest and bullied through his stay in the academy.
there was no tracing to his family or ancestry the only thing linking him to them was a chest the size of a bag which was handed over to him from the military since his family died in the war years ago, he couldn't open it neither could the military
they handed this chest to him and transferred him to the governmental orphanage which he was to leave in a few days to military service like every other person who had come of age.
after one year of service in the military, every person would be reevaluated to ranks S,A,B,C,D,E, with S being the strongest and E being the weakest. the reason for attending the academy is for learning skills an honing them, although the original families had no use for this, but they still sent their children to military service.
The lowest member of an original family is their 50 and rank B, although only 10 original families existed currently , there were still a few families that had just few surviors and these families were referred to as the brink and they'd marry commoners and breed more offspring inheriting their powers.
It is said that Brink families are more stronger than originals as the least is ranked A and they don't share their family secret with anyone hence keeping their powers only to themselves.
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Walking up the stairs and finally arriving at his door, he swung it open, closed it and fell on the bed. His room was tiny and the chest sat under a table by the corner, looking at it while pondering on what to do with it since hell be leaving in a few days for military service.
Standing up and bringing it up from under the table, he placed it on the table and observerd it for about an hour , in the last 8 years all his attempts to open it had been futile. Leaning on the table he observed a little fracture on the top of the chest and he began inspecting it using his fingers.
"interesting..." mumbling to himself he ran his fingers across the crack and felt a sharp pain on his index . " fuck you damn box..... ughhhhhhhhh" screaming he pulled out the piece of wood stuked in his index while he slammed his hand on the box and in that moment the box started fuming and a black mist began to come out of it then the box finally opened by itself.
staring in amusement, walking lowly closer to the box to inspect the insides, his mouth dropped in annoyance " empty? fucking empty !!!!!" agryly turning to walk away he felt an immense pressure on his body and for some reason he couldn't move in the direction he wantedbut rather he moved in the direction of the box and at that same instance he felt two fangs prick his hands.
"what is that...." before he could continue his statement, he zoned out and the only thing he saw was a giant figure standing over him almost completely invisible looking like a shadow.
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