"Ray, get up man" his plump male friend lanston Kirby nicknamed fatty lan urged him nervously seeing the deadly glare on Mr Gerald's gloomy face.
"Weird, isn't this Mr Gerald's history class earlier today? am still alive? fatty lan's calling my name? everybody's staring at me!!" his thought jumbled up together in disarray.
His mind shook when he looked up and saw the glare directed his way from the history teacher
"Oh Shit! am in trouble, detention for sure this time" he sign resignedly
Mr. Gerald's face purpled, veins throbbing at his temple. "VELMONT! My office—'NOW'!"
Ray stumbled into the hallway, the fluorescent lights humming like angry wasps. *Skyscraper-sized beasts... bodies crushed under claws...* The visions clung like cobwebs.
"Dude, you looked possessed in there," Lanston whispered, materializing beside him. "You kept mouthing 'blood-red portal'."
Ray froze. "How could Fatty Lan know?" Before he could speak, a sharp pain spiked behind his eyes. A new image seared his mind:
A woman in tattered military gear—his grandmother's face?—standing before a crumbling city gate. Blue energy crackled around her hands as she screamed: "CLOSE THE GATE! THEY'RE COMING THROUGH—"*
"through the damn door, Velmont!" Mr. Gerald's roar shattered the vision.
Inside the office, Gerald slammed a file. "Detention. One week."
But Ray barely heard him. Staring at the teacher's neck, he noticed something impossible: pulsing, 'faint blue veins' beneath the skin—identical to the energy wielded by Awakeners in his vision.
"Are those pulsing energy marks? it look to form a pattern? 'like a tattoo!'. Wait, I heard a voice in my head just now in class, awakening successful?! Am awakened? but the ceremony is supposed to happen next week right"
His mind worked rapidly to sort out his situation.
To his surprise an interface popped up in his line of vision, he had a vage feeling that it's directly from his mind and only him could see it.
NAME [RAY VELMONT]
RACE [HUMAN (Awakened)]
TITLE [HISTORY WALKER]
POWER [PATH SEEKER]
RANK [ 1 ]
STATS [Strenth:10, Agility:10,
Constitution:10,
Intelligence 10,]
SKILLS [none]
"Isn't this the will of the world's system interface seen only by awakener's" he thought with mixed emotion of surprise and panic
"History walker?! path seeker?! what does it mean?" just as this crossed his mind, a discription flashed past his sight
[HISTORY WALKER: (passive) Dream of the forgotten echoes of history, possible future occurrence, and a premonition into the present....????]
[PATH SEEKER: (Active) The seer of weavings of power, the lines of power shows it's etchings, draw upon it's laws and make it yours.....????]
He was dumbfounded.