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Prologue

The compound buzzed with uneasy anticipation as a crimson carpet unfurled across the vast grounds, its end marked by a lone throne beneath the open sky. Orders rang out sharply, obeyed without question. Today was not an ordinary day.

It was the day of ascension.

Whispers rippled through the crowd—confused, fearful, disbelieving. A KING was about to rise, and not just any king. This one was different. A first-year student. Newly admitted. Untested. And yet powerful enough to shatter an existing order.

Few dared to speak of what had happened the week before. Fewer still could forget the consequences. A former KING had fallen, beaten beyond recognition, and in his place, a new name now echoed through the halls.

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