[Status]
Name: Aisaac Sinclaire
Rank: 0
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Gift: Adaptation(???)
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Strength - F
Dexterity - F
Constitution - F
Wisdom - F
Intelligence - F
Charisma - F
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Aisaac stared at the screen that had appeared before him. He was standing in a large hall with several other teenagers who wore the same uniform as him. That could not be said about the adults around, they were dressed in medieval noble wears and the knights stood dressed in silver armour.
Aisaac along with the other teenagers had just been in class some minutes ago, everyone here we're classmates aside from himself, he had just gone to the next class to meet his girlfriend only to end up here along with them.
"I'm just an extra, I was not supposed to be part of this..." He muttered to himself. He looked up from the screen and into the distance amongst the other students at a brown-haired girl who looked like a white lotus, she was gazing adoringly at a handsome boy who had a smug grin on his face.
Freya.
His girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend.
Just because of his gift, she immediately dumped him and went with her class president just because he awakened a legendary gift.
[Sword Of Destiny (Legendary) - A powerful weapon that grows along with the wielder's accomplishments]
As if she felt his gaze, Freya turned to look at him, her lips curved into a sneer, she grabbed the class president's arm and whispered into his ears. The guy looked up from her at him, something flashed through his eyes and Aisaac immediately understood what it was.
"How cliche" Aisaac muttered to himself and looked away from them.
Otherworlders....since you have connected with the akashic records and gotten your status panel and accessed your gifts" a young lady dressed in a ceremonial gown which screamed nobility walked forward and spoke to the teenagers.
"You all would be given a chance to rest and would be trained by our best in the areas you want to excel in, this world's fate is in your hands" the lady said.
The class president raised his hands up.
"Yes, Stefan"
"Him, is not worthy to receive your grace, you can do well to oust him out now" the class president, Stefan pointed at Aisaac across the room.
The lady looked at Aisaac and something flashed through her eyes.
"Does anyone have any objections?"
No one said anything and they even showed their stance by distancing themselves away from Aisaac, the lady watched this and frowned but immediately masked it with a polite smile.
"Aisaac, what do you have to say for yourself?"
"Huh?"
This isn't how the script should be going, should you not be looking at me in disdain and acknowledge what Stefan said instead of asking for my opinion.
"Sigh*... Nothing, just give me some money and I'm sure you've got a demon beast, yeah?"
The lady rose an eyebrow in surprise, seeing how he was so calm. "Might be an advantage of his gift..." She muttered under her breath before looking towards a Steward at the side. "Hand the young man a bag of gold coins, lead him to our ranch and let him select any beast of his choice no matter the grade, let that be his compensation"
Stefan and the rest looked in astonishment, Freya grabbed Stefan's arm tightly causing him to look at her, he patted her arm and just gave her a smile. When he looked away from her, his gaze turned cold as he stared at the woman.
Aisaac himself was stunned before he caught himself, he bowed to the lady, "thank you very much for heeding my request, Your Highness"
The lady just waved her hand.
" If there are no other objections, you all can retire " the lady dismissed them before turning around and walking away not without sparing a glance at Aisaac who was now being led away by the steward.
Meanwhile, Aisaac followed behind the steward, a refined old man dressed in tuxedo, despite how he looked, he understood the man was anything how he appeared.
[Status]
Name: Devon Ogeria
Rank: 5
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His status only showed only his name and his rank.
They had walked out from the hall and approached a building at the side, they stopped in front of the door. Devon turned to look at Aisaac, his eyebrows rose, "it's not good to peek at other, yunno"
" Sorry sir, just a habit"
" it's not bad to be cautious, but if you want to do it, either be subtle about it or be stronger than the other" Devon waved his hand before he pointed at the door behind him.
"Behind me is the beast ranch, go in, you would find several demon beast eggs and demon beasts, if you are able to have an affinity with any one, you can take it"
Devon tapped the ring on his finger, and a medium sized sack appeared in his eyes, Aisaac's eyes twinkled which made Devon chuckle.
"Here" handing the bag over to Aisaac who collected and he could not help but notice how heavy it was.
"Otherworlders have an inventory, you can store whatever you want in there" Devon said.
Aisaac nodded.
" Inventory"
A small pocket space appeared in front of him, he threw the bag inside before willing it in his mind to close to which it did.
A screen appeared in front of him which showed what he had stored in his inventory, he saw so many empty boxes and the bag only taking the first box.
"How neat"
"Now next is your second choice, go on and may fortune be upon you" Devon said to Aisaac who let out a breath before walking towards the door and pushing it open.
As soon as Aisaac walked in, the door closed behind him, it would only open when he is coming out
Devon stood there before looking towards his left, "Your Highness, is it necessary?"
Walking out from behind a pillar, the lady from before appeared.
"I'm just following my intuition, besides he was never supposed to be here at least all we can do is compensate him and show him that even if his own has turned their backs on him, he at least can see joy in this word" the lady said as she looked at the closed doors.
Meanwhile, Aisaac was looking at the several demon beasts who were in astral form, but the eggs were not.
"Human, send out your essence, your beast or egg would come to you" A voice resounded through out the interior.
A/N: Thanks For Reading. So this is my first novel I would appreciate every reviews and comments which would help me improve. Your thoughts counts.