Damish's Group:
Damish goes one by one, casting a soundproof barrier and taking his time with each student—spreading joyful tears, slight smiles, and relief across.
'Everyone who talks with him, always comes back with a smile. Will he be able to ease my regrets?'
Damish turns his eyes toward Kailus and puts a barrier around them. He studies his face for a moment before starting the conversation. "I can sense you have embarrassment within your soul. Is it lifelong or short-term?"
Kailus stutters at the immediate grasp of his life: "U-uh, I have embarrassment for everything. I um—"
Danish stops him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Take your time, I'm not here to be problematic. I'm here to help, not prolong it. Speak thoroughly."
Kailus breathes slowly and answers: "I can't live down the embarrassment, sir. Everyone says to let it go, but I cannot, even if my life depends on it. My issues always come back no matter what. I've embarrassed myself so many times, thinking of something I should've said back then, but came too late to say."
Damish ponders his conviction. "Well Kailus, do you have any good and trustworthy friends to share with? Ones that will take you seriously?"
"No, I've been a kid who was weird and awkward. I was the one who whined about everything. I had no friends, was always arrogant, and spread false accusations daily amongst others." Kailus' eyes start to water.
Flashbacks scorch his brain with the past immaturity of a lost boy. No one wanted to associate with him out of fear of being disciplined.
Kailus starts to cry. "And how I was made to carry others' items, thinking they were friends, but they only treated me as a storage unit. But I changed, and I want to leave that behind, but it always comes back no matter what. I was spoiled for twelve years, right until my thirteenth birthday—when I grew up and realized my mistakes and my uselessness. And it crushed me when I realized that I already ruined my reputation. I never told my parents out of fear, and I want to erase the MEMORY!"
Damish sighs at his pitiful state. "You've been coddled in your zone for so long that you've forgotten the outside world. You are a man, Kailus—a good one. You realized your mistakes far sooner than most. But if you keep trying to rewrite history into a perfect story, you'll notice that it'll never be achieved. I will ask you this one question. Will you embarrass yourself one more time to free yourself?"
Kailus thinks all the time: he had none to share with, none to cater to, none to laugh with, except for Damish. Kailus speaks in a soft voice. "Yeah, maybe I do."
Damish, still not satisfied, asks him. "Can you love yourself, Kailus? Regardless of what you do, you will have enemies targeting you. Do not be a people pleaser; be a person with standards—as soon as you have to pick a side and take a leap of faith to indulge in ostracism. Why worry about past mistakes? It's already done and written. What you can do now is make your present self greater. Dance in embarrassment as evil masks itself in mass to give fear, while good masks itself in strength to show power. You'll be best suited with Maumus or Chiro. But fret not, you can change your morals at any time and come back here, client."
Kailus, for once, felt full—a refreshed spirit that had broken the chains he once placed on himself. He smiles for the first time.
Damish stares for a moment before leaving for another student. Kailus wipes his tears and calms himself.
Reinhard and Pymei's group:
Mikel and Pymei pull a book about the strife and war of kitsunes. Pymei grins. "Heh, I thought we didn't have it. It took a long time to find in this legendary place! Thanks, Deliah~."
The library assistant bows and returns to her desk. Reinhard says: "Now that we finally have it, let's read your history, Akiro."
He flips to a page: "Powerhouse kitsunés were known as 'sly speedsters' for their ability to grow an infinite amount of tails. The greatest war they've ever fought was thirty powerhouse kitsunés versus three thousand soldiers, and the kitsunés won with minimal damage. Talk about power."
Akiro thinks.'Kitsuné history will always be surprising to an outsider at how much we've fallen.'
Reinhard smirks at Akiro. "Sly speedsters~, I like it—I like it. For now, you must wear it with pride. And with such, you must show why you have it! Now for the fun part, you must train for it, for that's what gives true pride!"
'Yeah, I might've overestimated my opinion about him. Ugh, I haven't trained since I was 5. The only thing I've trained are my legs, which have given me this sweet, voluminous rear. I hope he's joking though.'
Ulrus's team:
No one dares to speak, every breath and footstep sounds louder than it should have, bringing unease to their location. They walk through the various rooms in this labyrinth, coming across a kitchen, hallway, multiple bedrooms, and various other rooms.
Ulrus: "When they couldn't find any evidence, they conceived a lie. A woman named Canapy falsely accused Ghana of rape and threw accusations that Ghana's two wives were secretly lesbians. For context, they allow gay marriages but draw the line at lesbian. It shows how… stupid the citizens were. Besides the point, they took her lie, even though their system values a woman's word half of a man's, so you would've thought he won?"
'It's very impressive how much hate a person can have. It almost rivals my hatred.'
A students mumurs at an earshot. "He lost unfairly and was executed?"
Ulrus nods. "Indeed, they did their best plea, yet it was not enough."
"You said they were a family. Did they have kids? And if so, what happens to the kids," another student asks.
Ulrus answers bluntly. "Yes, they had kids, and they were executed alongside their parents. They argued a fallacy against the kids of being like their father. It was so absurd that even the people didn't believe in it, but they couldn't accept their wealth. So the three and seven-year-olds' heads fell."
"Canapy gets a quarter of the money and uses it to start a makeup business that thrives to this day. Human historians still assume it was the correct choice, yet they're paying one hundred times more after his monopoly."
'So, the humans were stupid enough to get rid of a monopoly that favored them for their own profit? Typical humane behavior.'
"To end on an ironic note: historians later discovered the secret accounts of Canapy. It details Canapy having a secret business partner and wife named Yureis who needed the competition gone, so she used her 'boy husband'/brother to create it in his name and built her empire off of false accusations against the competitors."
"The lesson here is that sometimes good is just good. But people won't believe it, even if you put it in their face and say it with proof. Evil will always win because there's always someone who assumes something DEEPER when there's nothing at all."
Ulrus kicks a wall piece on the floor. "Ignorant, stupid, useless, wannabe, smug, arrogant, dumbass people are always making excuses to ruin a paradise they could've had by their skepticism—just like Buford—but I digress from such idiots."
Ulrus calms her voice: "Though it was sad, the market was freer by their deaths. Atleast they died as a great legacy and a show of good monopoly."
Everyone looks around at the paintings on the walls. Ghana smiles with his firstborn child in his arms. Another is Ghana with his wives with one of the mistresses holding a baby.
"Everything is meaningless, as evil always wins. Sometimes evil is good for the betterment of the future, but it'll always die, whether by justice or age. It's our job to give the next generation a sense of hope for a better future. They've already won and the best thing we can do is to lead people out of such illusions. For when impossibility stands in your way, life can flourish with meaning, for now you have absurdism—fighting the impossibility to show there's hope!"
Ulrus stops as they stand in front of a huge living room with two curving stairs. In front of them stands a molding, torn painting of the family, consisting of Ghana, his two wives, and children.
Reinhard and Pymei's group:
Akiro is sweating like a slime during the summer.
She gasps toward Reinhard. "Hey, this is too much."
Reinhard retorts. "Eh, 'too much'? You only did twelve, there's eighty-eight more pushups left!"
Akiro whines. 'If the bell doesn't ring anytime soon, the nymph behind me will suffer indefinitely.'
As Akiro was about to give up, Reinhard and Pymei's watches rang, signaling the end of their class. Reinhard and Pymei shed tears. "Our torture program has ended, I was hoping you didn't last this long."
Akiro falls to the floor, panting. 'What the hell type of morality is this? A preparation for hell?'
Reinhard and Pymei cry on the floor as the librarian hits him with a staff. "Get up and stop causing a scene in the library."
He whines playfully at her attacks and gets up. "Everyone back to the Carpet."
In Morality Class:
The teachers all came back around the same second.
Chiro's cheery voice rings out: "Now back to your desks to be teleported into the next class~!"
Chiro's students look oddly traumatized and dull.
One angelic student says breathless: "You left us when we were calling for you."
Chiro squints her eyes. "Did you think when I said I practice self-interest that I'll save you? I literally teach survival of the fittest."
The student pauses for a moment, her eyes blank. "You're right…"
Buford's students came back with excited faces.
"You're very impressive with how you're easily able to impress an elf such as me. I find your guides quite useful, rather than just sourcing bland information in the library." Alanze remarks.
Buford smiles. "I appreciate it, my dear student. Toodles."
Maumus' students had an odd aura within them.
Rhychill says. "I didn't realize I was accepted because of my body and not for myself."
Maumus sternly says. "Don't let it happen again."
Kailus sits back at his desk, feeling amazing, yet lonely. It crept back slowly and steadily.
"Is this what a friend is like?" He wonders.
Akiro sits back in her seat, panting heavily. "Kailus darling, thank God you didn't come with me. We were doing push-ups nonstop. I almost gave a nymph a piece of my food, so to say."
Shalius sits between them. "Don't bother going into Ulrus' class. She'll put you in danger and give a bland quote at the end of it. I was expecting a nihilistic perspective with how the story was going, but it was merely absurdism. How's your class, Kailus?"
He felt their eyes on him and their need for his attention. No, their connection is more than classmates, maybe an actual friendship? He feels their connection, but it's not comparable to Damish's warmth.
Akiro was about to comment on his quietness, but the teachers raised their hands for silence.
Reinhard says. "Ok, the teleportation magic will begin. Everyone close your eyes."
All the teachers, except Ulrus, yell in unison: "3, 2, 1, GO!"
The students are engulfed by the blinding light yet again accompanied by an ear-ringing sound. After the ringing ends, they open their eyes into an empty classroom. Shortly thereafter, a playhouse kitsune enters the room, wearing only a tank top and sweats with a basketball spinning on her finger. "Ready for PE?"
Akiro and the other students with the two archangels whined when she said those very words.
The gym teacher orders them. "Get out of the classroom!"
Outside the room is a huge gymnasium. It includes sections of physical training: sports, weights, yoga pads, and other exercise equipment. The students look around at the variety of activities.
The Kitsune teacher, Akumazi, says: "Now, class, it seems that some of you were trained by my great friends. But because I'm such a GOOD~ teacher, I'll let you slack off. Normally, I'm supposed to torture you with thousands of exercises or dodgeball, as I do love pain—but I need to win Teacher of the Year."
The drained students lay happily on the cold, hard floor. Akiro wraps Kailus' wings around her. "I need your wings, darling. Would you mind cooling them for me?"
Kailus brings his wings to freezing temperatures to accommodate her.
Other exhausted students notice him: "Hey can I take cover, too?" "You got a spare wing?" "I need to cool off. I'm tired." "Room for more?"
Kailus is stunned by the various pleas as he musters the courage from Damish's lesson. "Sorry, bu-but I only do it-t for my friend."
Akiro snuggles with a smug look. "Heard the angel, go cuddle with someone else."
They sigh irritably and leave for a cold spot. Kailus felt free for the first time, not serving under anyone.
He looks down at Akiro. 'As much as I value her, does she really need to know about my past?'
He remembers all of his embarrassing moments flooding him, trying to chain him, but Damish's voice penetrates his mind. "Don't run away from the past. Dance with it."
Kailus asks. 'Dance with them? D-dance?'
He looks at all of his past embarrassments. 'In all of my life, I've been the loser, a poser, a draft dodger, a carrier, and a liar. But now, I can finally get rid of these emotions… these regrets.'
He starts to hum as he imagines walking through his most embarrassing moments and accepting them, rather than running away. He hugs one as the accountability hurts him, but that's not him anymore—he's grown.
After a while, he opens his eyes. "This feels amazing. How long until you'll be done?"
Akiro mutters: "When I feel like it. Your wings are so soft—."
He doesn't pay attention to her rambling. He felt free for once. He felt somewhat free. His old classmates look at him, whispering if he's still the same as he once was, but they couldn't see that kid anymore. Something has changed and they don't want that.