The morning sun rose slowly over Skygate Academy, casting a wide curtain of golden light across the entire campus. The stone pathways glowed faintly under its warmth, while the towering academy buildings reflected the soft brilliance of a new day.
Students had already gathered across the training grounds, far earlier than usual.
The upcoming examinations had changed everything.
Conversations were no longer light or careless. Groups of students spoke in low, focused tones, discussing techniques, strategies, and possible matchups. Even casual sparring had taken on a sharper edge—each strike measured, each movement calculated as if every duel carried real consequences.
For most—
This was just another stage of growth.
Another competition.
Another chance to rise.
But for Aether—
This was preparation for something far beyond the academy.
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Inside one of the quieter training halls, far from the noise and attention of the main grounds, Aether stood alone.
