Kael rested his hands on the edge of the desk and let his gaze linger on the horizon beyond the academy walls.
The world outside felt vast and distant.
He then lowered his gaze to the academy below. From here, the academy looked peaceful, almost serene. Students crossed the courtyards, instructors moved between the towers—it was a truly beautiful sight.
For a moment, Kael felt as though he was reliving his school years: students chatting, teachers moving from classroom to classroom. All of it gave him a sense of peace and relaxation he had long forgotten, buried beneath years of work.
Kael remained by the window for some time, simply observing the academy. For a brief moment, he felt as though he had returned to his childhood—the most beautiful time in his life ,He then began to smile.
"Hahahaha… who would have thought?" Kael muttered softly. "I thought I had lost all ability to feel emotions, but it seems they never disappeared—only hidden away by years of hards work."
He let out another quiet laugh.
"Hahahaha… well, it's time to get some rest. Tomorrow will be a big day."
Kael stepped back from the window and turned toward the room.
Hmm… it's more spacious than I imagined. He then began to examine his room.
One could say this simple observation shocked Kael: the room was larger than he had imagined, with paintings on the walls, magical objects as decorations, and a lot of other magical objects that even he couldn't identify.
After observing all of this Kael's , felt exhausted—not physically, but mentally.
One could say that this day had been eventful: first a transmigration, then the realization of having transmigrated into such a powerful world where everyone can become a god .
Truly, this day had been draining.
Kael then approached the bed and, with a leap, let himself fall onto the bed , before letting himself fall asleep.had been a long time since Kael had slept so soundly.
Kael was awakened by the soft glow of morning light spilling through the window. The air was fresher than it had been yesterday, and he felt lighter, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him.
It was as though the simple act of sleeping had restored not only his mind but even his soul.
He rose from his bed and headed toward the shower to shower .
Though he didn't truly need shower or sleep, but he had grown so accustomed to such routines that he followed them instinctively.
He then remained under the warm cascade of water for thirty minutes before finally stepping out and moving toward his wardrobe,His fingers brushed over garments that seemed ordinary at first, yet each radiated a faint, almost imperceptible aura.
He selected a simple tunic of dark, flowing fabric and a pair of fitted trousers—comfortable enough for movement, yet elegant in a way fitting someone of his new status.
As he dressed, Kael noticed a small hairpin. He picked it up and placed it in his silver-gray hair, then took a moment to admire himself in the mirror.
The reflection staring back at him was both familiar and foreign.
After a moment, he shook his head lightly, breaking the trance. "No time to linger," he muttered.
With practiced movements, he stepped out of his room.
Hm… Silvia isn't here. Hm, anyway, I don't have time to focus on that. I have more important things to do today.
He then headed toward the classroom, where the class had already begun.
Kael pushed open the classroom door quietly, then, without drawing attention, he took his seat.
The room was filled with a soft murmur—one could tell that some students hadn't yet recovered from the shock of yesterday, Kael murmured to himself.
He glanced at Christian, sitting in the corner, and thought, He looks nervous. Looking around further, Kael realized that almost the entire class shared the same reaction.
After alltoday's trial will determine our future path and rank in this world Kael's thought. I should also start thinking about how to get through this test as well.
Lost in his thoughts, Kael barely noticed when Mr. Jonathan entered the room. With a calm, and cold tone, he said:
"Silence.
Today is a special day for each of you. The trial you will face will determine your future and your place in society, so be attentive."
The class immediately fell silent, every student watching him intently. Mr. Jonathan continued"We will begin in ten minutes. Prepare yourselves."
The ten minutes passed quickly. Mr. Jonathan's voice broke through the silence once more:
"Time's up.is time to begin."
With a wave of his hand, a door materialized behind him.
He then said "One by one, you will pass through this door and enter a chamber of your choice.
Inside the chamber, you will find a white sphere on a table—this is the Seed of the World Tree, discovered after the destruction of a world. It will serve as the primary material for you to create your world.
"Then, when you are ready to create your world, all you have to do is touch it, and it will teleport you into the infinite Void, where you will begin your creating your worlds.
Also You do not need to worry about time—the chamber has been designed so that even if you spend a million years in the Void, only an instant will pass in this world, So take your time .
However, this does not mean you are immune to the erosion of the Void, so you must still hurry creating your world .
Furthermore, the creation of a world relies on stable laws and principles.
That is why it is advised to not attempt to create an unknown world whose foundations and principles you do not understand, so as not to waste your chance at creating your own world.
That is all i have to say so You may enter."