First task
Author: BlurryInkk24
last update2025-11-11 13:30:57

The stern-faced woman commanded the flying cyclops that were frozen, an unmistakable symbol of challenge, to blast the gates open with a whistle shaped like a cone. The sound resounded like a battle cry, nearly deafening the timid new arrivals. In an instant, the gates swung wide, unveiling an awe-inspiring sight.

“Step into your destiny, Zetas—your doom! Go on!” her voice sliced through the air, claiming their attention. Jax was convinced that she had somehow used the whistle to project her voice, but he quickly dismissed the thought when he saw her lips move.

“Stay close, everyone! I can’t afford to lose anyone…” Bart exclaimed, his tone a mix of excitement and concern. They clutched their meager possessions tightly, being commoners—thieves at that.

As they marched through the colossal gates, their eyes widened at the dazzling spectacle of mechanical wonders and smart innovations buzzing above them.

“This is far more incredible than I ever imagined…” Jax whispered, exhilaration
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  • Lucid Maze II

    Separated, they walked right in. Jax looked around, his steps were slow and careful, a part of him knew that he was taking the wrong path but then being surrounded by the grey glassy area made things worse. Looking behind him, he could not find the opening. It was confusing and devastating. Fear gripped him like a second skin. The path was alone and empty as he managed to drag his body.“Jax!” he heard a feminine voice call out to him right ahead of him. The voice was familiar. It was that if his sister, Jaz.He swallowed hard, assuring himself that the voice was only an illusion— nothing was real but the more he walked, the more his sister’s voice echoed. Her soft chuckles had always been imprinted in his mind, ones that he couldn't forget until the fire outbreak that snatched her life. Jax moved further, this time, a bit faster, following the trail of the scattered voice and suddenly he heard a loud dull jab. Jax found nothing except being stuck within glassy four walls that h

  • Lucid Maze I

    “Noa!” Corra snapped as Jax and Bart shifted their condescending gazes to Noa who only wore a nervous smile. Head boy Prescott gave a tight smile, observing the boys who were, no doubt, jealous of her choice. “Alright then! Angel? Take your minion with you to Team A and you both move to Team B!” Prescott ordered as they all split but Prescott’s gaze was repeatedly on Corra until he was distracted by his colleague. When the students grouped themselves into equal halves as the tutor had demanded, the field instantly became silent as the tutor climbed the scaffold; his demeanor commanded stillness. “Alright, Zetas! Here's what we will do. Starting point is going to be simple, at least, it is a headstart of your career in this academy…” Agent Voss began in an authoritative tone that reached each curious ear.“I have two tasks for each team. So, this is the first task…” Agent Voss began as he tapped on a gadget linked behind his ear and a hologram appeared a few inches above his head,

  • Pick a side

    “Headboy Prescott!” Jax blurted swiftly, his gravelly yet sleek voice pierced the longing silence. “No way! You've got to be kidding us right? That cannot be possible! No Zeta approaches the Headboy…” Noa chimed in with a hint of doubt on his face as their gazes fell on him. “So I heard,” he added, crossing his arms.The group said nothing, strutting their way back to class before they would finalize their plan. “Seriously, Jax, why do you have access to him or can hypnotize him or something?” Corra asked, trying to gather her thoughts while her gaze shifted to Jax.Jax’s jaw clenched as he halted and the others mirrored his actions, “When he called me out the other time and chose the right ball with Noa’s help, of course, he said that I would be the one representing the Zetas in the academy. To assist directly and...” Jax paused and sighed. “No hard feelings, mate! Sounds like a trap to me…” Bart said, shrugging his shoulders lightly. “Well… I don't know but that's some good news

  • The conspirator

    “Jax, you can't just—”“I said what I said, and that's final,” Jax insisted, the tension palpable in the moment. He left the study room as the other three exchanged confused glances. “What is he doing?” Noa asked, his brows furrowed and his lips twitching nervously. “I have no idea,” Corra snapped as they followed him out of the study room, making their way to the field where an urgent assembly was being held leaving behind the unconscious boy. …The field smelled of metal work and a stash of intoxicating dust, with mechanisms whirring and humming in the distance by the tall warehouses that stood. Every student's heart thumped vigorously in their chest; the tension was suffocating. Cold sweat rolled down their faces, and their jaws tightened with every jarring word that came from General Steel. “One roaming culprit has drawn our attention. The unnatural death of a C3 student with honor, Rochester Pan has left us—me—on the brink of losing my temper,” she roared. Her face was a

  • Agent Voss in action

    Corra’s heart raced as she grappled with Bart’s crippling words, a mix of anger and tension blazing in her gaze. What did he really mean by that?Jax, calm as ever, chose silence, aware that a truth was unfolding—one that felt like a twisted lie or a grave miscalculation. But how could that be? When he approached the administrative area, the sight of Bart struck him like a punch to the gut. Bart was there, drenched in his own blood, fighting to stay alive.Jax’s focus was solely on Bart; he didn’t notice the absence or presence of a body nearby, lost in the overwhelming urge to help a friend. His memory was clouded in chaos, but one thing was clear: he didn’t recall seeing anyone dead.And then there was Noa, lingering in the shadows of his thoughts. The heavy weight of the situation pressed down on him, a crushing reminder of how quickly happiness faded. All eyes were glued to Bart, curled up in a ball, terror written across his face as the reality of his predicament settled in. He

  • The confession

    “What the hell are you going to do? Fight the General?” Bart exclaimed to Noa, despite his own painful condition. He sat on the ground, grimacing, but it was clear that the intensity of the situation was still to unfold.“Bart, what happened?” Corra questioned, glancing anxiously at Jax. “What—”“All you had to do was lie again? Why trick me? I never wanted to meet—”“Oh, drop it, Jax. Doesn’t it feel good to always play the hero?” Bart nearly shouted, holding his side. He winced, each painful breath hinting at potential consequences. “You saved my life back there. If they had not tricked you, I could have died…” His voice grew softer, each word weighed down by pain.Jax exhaled deeply, the weight of regret hanging in the air. “I was only angry, that’s all. You all betrayed me to secure your freedom, didn’t you?” His tone was resolute, but uncertainty loomed.“Maybe now isn’t the best time—”“Or maybe it’s the perfect time, Corra. We need to talk about this if we’re going to either st

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