A New Strange Student
Author: Roth Raven
last update2025-11-21 01:10:12

~ Did you know: New high-rank students at Eclipsera receive a Black Card that grants access to the Academy's private transport system. Kael received his too... He just forgot it back in his apartment.

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After leaving the garden, Cedric led Kael to his office, just a few steps from the Garden, but a thousand walks through a 'non-ending' hallway.

It was only after they had entered, he deactivated the 99th Blessings of Death, then said, "Just take a look around, I will search for the accessing artifact," Before walking to the end of the room, to ransack a large box, enough to fit a grown man in, but filled with scraps and junks, but, also, less conspicuous to have anything valuable in it.

Kael moved around the rather large room, which had towers of shelves, opposite of the other, filled with old scrolls, and Tomes, aging decades without a single dust.

Beside one of the Shelf, was a glass box with trophies of various sizes and shapes.

'Looks like this Academy win a lot of awards... but wh
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  • An old friend's ofger

    The hallway was silent, lit only by the flickering blue pulse of the lamps mounted high on the stone walls. Kael waited, his heart thumping a frantic rhythm against his ribs, until he heard the soft, rhythmic squeak of the night nurse’s cart fading around the corner.Now.He slid out of the bed, his bare feet hitting the cold linoleum floor with a faint slap. A sharp jolt of pain shot through his shoulder—a reminder of the crushing weight of foolishly sliding down a downslope filled with rocks—but he gritted his teeth and pushed through it. He didn't grab his hospital robe; he just moved in his thin tunic, sticking to the shadows like a smudge of ink. He felt like a stranger in his own body, his movements heavy and uncoordinated.Why does the air feel so heavy? he wondered, his internal monologue racing. It’s like the oxygen is thick with dust. Or maybe it’s just me. Maybe the dragon inside is finally starting to suffocate in this cage.He reached the heavy glass doors leading to the

  • The Bitter Taste Of Recovery

    The morning air in the recovery wing was cold, carrying the sharp scent of pine and floor wax. Kael lay on his back, staring at a small crack in the ceiling tiles. Every time he breathed deeply, he could feel the ghost of the fire that had erupted in the forest—a tight, searing pressure in the center of his chest that refused to fade.A tray of breakfast sat on the rolling table beside him. The oatmeal was cold and gummy, and the orange juice had a metallic tang that set his teeth on edge. He pushed the tray away with a frustrated sigh."Eat it," Ash’s voice drifted from the corner.The boy was sitting on the windowsill, kicking his legs back and forth. He had a fresh lollipop—green apple this time—tucked into the corner of his mouth. "You need the fuel, Kael. Dragons don't live on air and good intentions, even if you’ve forgotten how to be one.""I don't feel like a dragon," Kael muttered, sat up slowly. The room spun for a second before steadying. "I feel like a bruised peach. My sk

  • Calm Disturbances

    Kael was still propped up against the hospital pillows, watching the sun dip lower through the window. The room was quiet until the shadows near the armchair stretched and warped. Ash stepped out, his small hand still pressed against his shoulder where the sweater was torn."Cedric’s moving," Ash said, skipping the greeting. He popped his lollipop back in his mouth. "Three months. He’s planning a raid on the Zenka River. He wants to kill the Water Dragon before she fully wakes up. He’s putting Kei in charge of the vanguard."Kael’s grip tightened on the bedsheets. "A raid? On a sanctuary?""He doesn't care about sanctuary," Ash grunted, sitting on the edge of the bed. "He cares about the power inside that Temple. He almost caught me eavesdropping, too. The old man’s got a mean throw."Before Kael could respond, the heavy door to the room creaked open. Both of them turned, their faces instantly brightening.Eleanor stepped inside.She was as striking as ever, her long blonde hair casca

  • The Zenka Mendate

    The air inside Principal Cedric’s office was stagnant, smelling of old paper and the sharp tang of expensive tobacco. Cedric sat behind his mahogany desk, his eyes locked on the scorched gold cylinder recovered from the forest.When Kei stepped in, Cedric didn't look up immediately. He reached up with his middle finger and adjusted his glasses, a sharp glint reflecting off the lenses."Sit, Kei," Cedric said. His voice was low, devoid of its usual administrative edge. "You look less like a corpse than you did a week ago. That’s an improvement.""I'm ready for duty, sir," Kei replied. He took the chair across from the desk, his back straight, his eyes never leaving the Principal’s face.Cedric leaned back, the leather chair creaking under his weight. He adjusted his glasses again. "Your stunt in the forest—the 100th Blessing. It was a mess, Kei. A successful mess, but a mess nonetheless. You nearly wiped out your entire squad along with that spider.""We got what you asked for," Kei sa

  • The scars we heal from

    The high-pitched hum of the Health Center's stabilizers had finally been replaced by the natural sounds of Eclipsera Academy—the distant chime of the clock tower, the rustle of wind through the ancient oaks, and the muffled chatter of students in the courtyard.It had taken weeks, not days, for the "Troga Survivors" to truly return to the world of the living.Dash was the first to be officially discharged, though he was far from who he used to be. The Academy’s engineers had fitted him with a temporary prosthetic—a sleek, matte-black arm made of reinforced polymers that responded to his neural impulses. It felt heavy and cold, a constant reminder of the Shadow Monster that had actually cut through his flesh. He spent his afternoons in the firing range, relearning the balance of his pistol with a hand that didn't feel like his own. Every "click" of the trigger was a step toward reclaiming his pride.... Or tossing it aside Cynthia followed shortly after. The fractures in bones had heal

  • Remember who you are

    Kael shifted on the hospital bed, the crisp white sheets rustling under his weight. The room felt too quiet now that Ash had dropped his playful act. The late afternoon sun was beginning to dip, casting a long, orange glow across the floor that reminded Kael far too much of the fire that had leveled the Troga Forest."The scroll," Kael began, his voice barely a murmur. "Principal Cedric has it now. He thinks it’s a map to a monster."Ash moved the lollipop to the side of his cheek, his small face tightening. "It is a map. But not to a monster. It leads to the River of Zenka. You remember Zenka, don't you? Even with those holes in your head?"Kael shook his head slowly. "The name sounds like a bell ringing in a far-off room. I can’t grab it.""It’s an old island," Ash explained, pacing the small space between the bed and the window. "It sits right beside an old mountain that used to be my sanctuary. Back when my wings could actually block out the sun. But the river that flows beside it

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