“Lift up your left wing,” Theodore commanded, and at once, the Little Owl lifted up its left wing.“Man! That’s so cool! How did you do that?” Jared shouted in amazement.“You just have to talk heart to heart.” Theodore put the owl on Jared’s Palm. “Show him your gentle side, and he will do as you wish.”“But from what I read in the book, we have to–” Jared dwelt, thinking aloud. “Maybe I should try it.”“The right decision, Jared. You can do it!”Theodore gave Jared room to concentrate. The blonde took a few deep breaths, reassuring himself. Then in the same soft voice as Theodore before, Jared spoke.“Look at me, little owl.”The owl practically turned to Jared with his eyes wide open. Inversely proportional to what previously happened. The owl seemed to understand Jared’s words because he really didn’t let go of his gaze. Jared again took a deep breath before beginning to manipulate the Little Owl. Jared ordered the owl to flap its wings, but it did not fly, and the bird did. Jared

Things have changed since the great cataclysm three thousand years ago that destroyed almost all humans on Earth. Food and water are drastically reduced to support the destruction of humans. People are forced back to ancient times when they had to hunt to survive. Having limited animals and land to survive on makes survival much more challenging than they think. Imagine being at the peak of knowledge, where technology developed rapidly until humans became the most intelligent creatures in that century. Then, they were forced to become ancient humans because all technology was destroyed. They call it the century of destruction. The religious call it the era of penance. Whatever they call it, it’s the end of the world. People began to force the government to improve things with protests in different corners of the city. There were so many coup acts. There have been so many protests of dissatisfaction about how the government works. Because of the enormous pressure from the public, the g

“You have every right to be upset, Eric.”“How can you stay healthy after serving that sentence?” asks Eric between meals. “Is it because of your eyes? You have different eyes.”“I don’t know.”“Or because you’ve lived in the outside world?”“You can think of it that way. You’re pretty chatty for someone I just met.”“You are quite quiet, Theodore. I’ve seen you talk to Jared a lot.” Eric was talking very loudly.“Well, that’s because he was the first to befriend me.”“Now you have another friend,” said Eric. “If you don’t mind being friends with someone of rank F.”“Absolutely not.”Eric smiled broadly. His yellow eyes make him look like a cat. It was funny if Theodore needed to know Eric’s current position. The boy had just finished his sentence, and his body was not in good condition. Eric closed his mouth several times while chewing with a shrivelled expression. It looks like the boy is having digestive problems."You don’t have to eat all that,” said Theodore, who saw Eric carryi

“My parents have died.” “What?” Theodore couldn’t hide his surprise. Master Lazarus was still smiling as he gave Theodore a bottle of Medicine and a glass of water. “Drink to improve your condition.” Theodore obediently drank a grain of the drug. “You’re not the first person to be surprised by my story. Everyone who hears it will be surprised, especially if I explain more. My parents were both killed protecting Odd Eye Circle. It happened a very long ago but I can still remember it clearly. People think my parents are so stupid for protecting an Odd Eye Circle, even though my parents are the bravest people ever. I’m proud of them. So, I’m trying my best to change the government to be more friendly to The Odd Eye Circle.” Master Lazarus pressed a button on his desk, and instantly, the light formed a projection of the data. “That’s data on how many Odd Eye Circles had killed daily. There are more than twenty people every day in this city and more than thousands worldwide. I cannot st

Theodore stood frozen as the boys from Rank F struggled under the weight of their punishment. Their arms trembled, dirt smeared their uniforms, and sweat streaked down their foreheads. One of the younger ones whimpered as a heavier student climbed on his back again.He clenched his fists. "Get off them. Now."Jared blinked. “Theo—”“I said get off them,” Theodore repeated, sharper this time. “This isn’t discipline. This is cruelty.”The Rank B students hesitated. One by one, they climbed off, muttering under their breath. Jared looked annoyed but stepped back, arms crossed.“Do you know what they did?” he asked, his voice low.“I don’t care if they threw your entire lunch into a bonfire. You don’t repay pettiness with persecution. That’s not strength, that’s cowardice.”One of the Rank F boys—a skinny, red-haired boy named Lune—collapsed onto the ground, wheezing. Theodore knelt beside him, placing a hand on his back. “Can you stand?”Lune nodded weakly. “Y-Yes, sir.”Theodore hated t