There was a saying Kenneth had heard long ago, "Only death will cure a fool."
And the more time he spent in this world, the more he realized how true those words could be. He'd spent most of his teenage and adult life being wary of others, holding them at arm's length. It was rare for him to enjoy life and camaraderie outside of face value.
Now that he was surrounded by people he could call friends, he was starting to see things differently, learning to appreciate the happy moments while he still could.
Kenneth wasn't sure if this was a second chance he'd been granted from some god he prayed to, but he hoped he could do him justice and do them justice as well.
The day of the tournament had arrived, and everyone was in a frenzy. Three schools were expected to be in attendance: Haywood Academy, Bessarion Institute and Apollon Tech.
