"Uh, um, well I come from a rather unusual background so…."
His eyes shifted away, trying to avoid the question.
'Ah, so he is from those secretive backgrounds where their offspring focus more on their foundation first before joining the society'
The young man thought.
"It's ok, no need to explain yourself. I understand"
"Ha-ha Yeah"
'What does he understand?'
Mike didn't dwell much into it. He continued to check out the place. One interesting thing he noticed is that his spiritual sense seem to be blocked somehow. Which made him comfortable.
Even though now he has eyes and ears, he is still used to using his spiritual senses. But now he could only observe 2 meters around him.
"Mr Silver we are here, Class 1D, I feel like I should mention this. This is a special kind of class. You came quite late so we never had time to evaluate your skill or power so this is the best we could do"
The young man had an apologetic face.
"We tried to have you evaluated but the headmaster insisted on putting you in this class."
As soon as he said that he knocked at the door… Soon the door opened and out came a tall man in black wearing glasses.
"Good Morning Professor Stark, here is Mr Silver per headmaster's request"
Professor Stark didn't even look at the young man, he just gestured to him to leave.
"So you are Mr Silver, come on it"
The homeroom was big enough to accompany 30 students. But right now it was only 40 percent full. The students appeared rather gloomy. Just looking at them you could tell they had not been leading a wonderful life.
Timid, Roudy, Alert, Demotivated and some juveniles. Non looked like a noble, well except for a quiet girl at the corner of the class. Eyes focused outside like there was something more interesting happening than what was happening in the class.
Pa! Pa!
"Ok class"
Everyone in class except the girl turned their head forward and saw an unfamiliar face. This was new to them. They knew the academy rules by heart. No student was allowed mid-term. Despite their background and under no circumstances.
Hushed tones, barely audible, flooded the class. Followed by one of the students raising their hands.
"I'll take questions later. First I need us to welcome a new addition to our class of misfits"
The second hand got raised while the first still stood.
"He will make a great addition, kid introduce yourself"
Mike awkwardly took steps forward, not used to speaking to people let alone to the entire classroom of misfits. His bow was rather stiff, his voice monotone as if he had been practising in front of a mirror.
"Good morning fellow student, My name is Mike Silver, I will be your fellow classmate starting today, pleased to meet you"
'Hahh, clean, straight to the point and no mistakes'
Mike complemented his delivery.
Tired of raising their hands without being attended to.
"Hey, how did you get accepted to the academy, did your parents bribe the headmaster?"
"Yes, they must have, everyone know just how much she loves money"
"Hey, shhh, what if she could hear us."
"Of course she could hear us, that's why I didn't bother lowering my voice. I bet she could hear my thoughts too"
"No I don't think it's allowed to read people's minds without consent, besides, don't we have arrays that block any kinds of mental or spiritual power usage."
The once silent class was suddenly flooded by clashes of voices, making it hard to hear what was being said.
Sniff Sniff
*Silence.
The once disinterested girl was now right in front of Mike, her nose waving around him and his body. She then stopped, looked him in the eyes.
"Ha, so the rumours are true, and you have a rather interesting smell, I guess we should say you are exotic"
She then started to walk back at a slow pace.
"No way, Miss Hanna actually spoke to someone. And she actually took an interest"
Pa! Pa!
"Ok, that's enough of you all, Mr Silver go on and choose your sit"
Mike went and chose a seat nearest to the window.
Zwi!
Someone went and sat next to him. He turned his head. It was her. This time her head was focused forward on the homeroom teacher. The rest of the class was focused on her. When they turned to him, their eyes blazed with envy, hate, kill intent and jealousy.
All he could do was look forward; he couldn't care less of their shallow personas. Hanna spoke in a hushed voice that only he could hear.
"So you are the rumoured hair of the underworld huh"
Mike didn't answer her, he just stared at her.
"Would it be terrible if you introduced yourself before offloading me with your questions"
Professor Stark had started to write something on the chalkboard. Mike saw a hand get extended to his face. He looked back on the girl extending her hand, there was a bit of a smile on her face.
When the rest of class saw her extend her hand. Their eyes only saw red. Mike looked back, smiled and held it.
"My name is Hanna Blazeworth, pleased to meet you."
The room temperature went down by a few dots.
"Nice to meet you miss Blazeworth, again I'm Mike Silver"
"Please call me Hanna, or Miss Hanna if your feel it's too close"
Bang!
"Professor Stark I would like to have a private word with Mr Silver, It's urges"
A tall good looking student stood up and requested.
" Mr Piker, I'm afraid there's no law to support that.. If anyone else feels ballsy enough to disrupt my class I would have them taken to the discipline committee"
Order rained in the room as soon as those words were said. The once relaxed classmates now appeared like proper students.
"Ok class today we will be doing a revision since Mr Silver came later. Don't worry I won't be taking a lot of your time to gain new knowledge and as a bonus, it will help you go over your own understanding and correct it"
" Which of you here knows and understands Soul force?"
The whole class except Mike raised their hands.
"You over there"
He pointed at the petite girl seated in front.
"Soul Force is the energy or vibration our souls can emit after the soul reaches a certain threshold of growth. The aura switches from corporal to physical,capable of conjuring, enhancing and other types of power emission"
Pa! Pa! Pa!
"That's good, A soul force is the energy or vibrational output. Our bodies are the mediums used to store this soul force. The quality, type and essence of your soul force depends on your bloodline, psyche, understanding and finally training."
He walked back and fourth
"Granted there are those lucky enough to be born from a prestigious family, capable of gaining unfair advantage from a young age, everyone has a chance to grow their soul force and become a force not to be messed with."
"I want you to remember one thing first though, there are other forces out there who use other being's souls for themselves. They don't have to work hard to gain power and they even reach calamity rank without doing much. I'm sure you all know who I'm speaking off"
He secretly turned his eye to Mike as he spoke that sentence.
"Of course there are other ways to gain strength if you don't want to take the soul force route. But be warned, other routes are harder and it might take you some time to catch up. Take body sculpting for an example."
He pointed at the chalkboard.
"A slow race, higher hills to get over but, in exchange, you gained a body built like a weapon. No need to wear armour or magical artifacts when your body is built like one. Your vitality goes through the roof. These are rumours but i heard that when you reach a certain threshold on body sculpting journey. Soul Force becomes easier to cultivate. The world's essence practically begs to enter your body. Alas we won't know this"
"Nobody has the patience to double rank"
Tick!
He hit the chalkboard once more.
"Next is the spiritual route. A fascinating route, there aren't many who are on this journey, mainly because you need to awaken your spiritual powers to do that. Unfortunately not many can do that. So far I only know of two beings who have done that."
The whole class's ears pecked up, including Mike.
"The Headmaster and the Sovereign of the underworld, Satan, This is an illusive power that once you gain it, your future shall be without limits."
He looked at the curious young faces.
"Of course it is not without its drawbacks. That sort of power can't be wielded without consequences of course. One being that if you had it, you have to be powerful enough to protect yourself, there are bad actors out there who want to replicate how it works, unfortunately, you can't do anything to Satan or Headmaster. Secondly there is a toll your body and mind has to pay each time you use it