Soon, the bell that announces the end of their classes starts ringing all across the entire school, prompting everyone, even the fat teacher, to clean up their things as they start coming out of the classroom in an orderly fashion.
Coming out of the room, the young man saw a horde of people, seemingly void of any sort of energy from the whole day of study, their appearance bearing a striking resemblance to the horde of undead creatures he used to face back when he had yet to return, the overlapping appearance of them making him feel the urgency to prepare for the upcoming world-ending event.
Rushing on his way towards his dormitory, the young man doesn't even get himself distracted by the beauty of the school's environment. Lush greenery covering an open area with an intricately carved water fountain in the middle, the pathways laid with expensive-looking bricks above it, the buildings, large and grand, the artisans who are supposed to create these age-old structures seem to pay an acute attention towards every little detail, bringing the sense of greatness this place possesses to a much higher level.
The Stars Academy. The most prestigious school amongst all of the planet Titan, a powerful academy that nurtures the future giants of the planet, the people graduating from it forming a formidable barrier that makes it shrouded in deep mystery, the mysterious status of said academic behemoth magnified even further as it only has one campus, a city-like haven of students that resides in an island right in the middle of the Zahhak Ocean, an island independent from the territories, as well as the powers of the three continents of this world.
As the young man's mind roams around trying to figure out ways that he can prepare himself for the events about to come, he already finds himself standing in front of a familiar door, a door of a simple villa that serves as his residence during his stay in the academy.
If one were to turn their head and look around left and right, they can see multiple villas, near identical to the one the young man is standing on, stretching as far as the eyes can see, each one of them an exclusive residence for one of the academy's students, such display just shows how much of a powerful existence the academy is.
Opening the door, he immediately moves towards the bathroom, running the shower, letting the cold water hit his skin. The shock of returning decades into the past still lingers in his mind, but the realization of everything really happening hits him along with the drops of water falling from the showerhead.
After staying there for a good half an hour, he finally came out, wearing only loose shorts as he moved towards his bedroom, scanning his appearance in front of a large mirror.
Staring at the figure in front of him, the young man couldn't help but frown in dissatisfaction as he looked at his chubby structure. Despite the clearly good-looking appearance of his face, the fat covering his body obscures everything that's meant to make him look exceptional.
'I wonder what they even see in someone like me…' he smiled wryly as six extremely gorgeous figures appeared in his mind, each one of them valuing him so importantly that they place him with as much importance as their own lives, people who want nothing but to give him whatever is good for him.
"This won't do, Azrael… I need to be worthy of them..." he stated as he slapped himself using both hands, leaving a red mark in his fleshy cheeks, the stinging pain not even bothering him a bit.
After a bit more of inner monologues, the young man starts looking around his bed, clearing everything he deemed unnecessary, game cartridges, game stations, all sorts of stuff related to his obsessions back then, collecting them and moving them into a trash bag, leaving behind only the computer with everything in it cleaned.
Done with the cleaning, he now starts dressing himself up, wearing pants and a loose hoodie, before he carries the trash bag outside, leaving it behind in a specific area where the trash of each student is being collected for disposal, before he starts moving towards a particular part of the academy's grounds.
Walking across the streets, he often finds himself staring at the students walking in groups, some of them staring at him as he walks all alone.
Ignoring the unpleasant gazes, he just continues moving towards his destination, a one-stop shop of sorts that sells almost all things that students of the Stars Academy need.
Entering inside, he was greeted by an amiable clerk who tended to his requests, entering the things he wanted to buy into a list on his device before handing a receipt to him, bowing as he stated his thanks for buying in their shop.
"The things you ordered will arrive within half an hour, sir, thank you for your patronage!" the clerk states as he smiles towards Azrael, his jovial expression much obliged given the fact that he brought a lot of things, some of them expensive enough that no other students brought them except for him.
After his purchase, the young man didn't even take his time to relax for a bit, starting to hasten his pace as he goes from a slow walk to a moderately fast jog, running towards an unpopulated area within the school grounds, eventually reaching a clearing within the woods, the ambience of the surrounding, as well as the soft sound of nature bringing an unprecedented calm to him.
As he enjoys the peaceful ambience of the place, his body starts moving across the clearing, his movements completely flawless and unhindered despite his closed eyes, the terrain not even affecting him as he performs what seems to be a peculiar dance, stepping around weirdly with a pattern as he moves his arms around, sometimes swinging, sometimes punching, both in a seemingly sluggish way.
As he continues performing, perspiration starts to appear in his skin, not the normal amount but more like a waterfall, leaving a wet trail behind as he continuously moves around, his motions starting to get faster and faster as time goes on.
A few more minutes later, he finally opens his eyes, his figure obviously getting run over by fatigue as he collapses on the ground, wheezing in an attempt to drive the oxygen in the surrounding to his body, this state lasting for quite a while before he eventually got enough energy to stand up and attempt to walk.
"Water, damn it, I need water…" shakily walking along the dark street, he eventually managed to bring himself back to his villa, rushing towards the kitchen to grab himself a drink, downing the entire large bottle of water in a single go, after which he went for two more bottles.
Breathing a sigh of satisfaction from refreshing himself, the young man moves towards the living room, finally seeing the items he brought right at his doorstep, forcing himself to bring them in before locking the door, after doing so, he falls down on the couch, slumbering into a good night sleep as if his body wants to recover from the strenuous activity he just did.