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“Whether one lacks or not will be determined at this moment, so if you feel as though this is too much for you, I invite you to leave the line this instant,” she encourages while her eyes scan the lengthy line. Before anyone can shuffle around, she has to add one more thing.
“Those who voluntarily depart the line will revoke their chance to ever attend Nephilim Malevolence University again.” I hear curses. “And that plague will be imposed on your family lineage, meaning no one from your bloodline, whether it be sibling or future offspring, will be allowed to apply to our prestigious university for all eternity.”
Might as well choose the option to perish at the hands of the Shadows. At least your family and the future generations aren’t wiped away from the chance at your sacrifice.
It’s obvious being noble and perishing is better than being a coward.
“Shit, no!”
“Y-You pushed me! I didn’t want to leave the line!”
“No… wait. I didn’t know the last part!”
“Please. I made a mistake. My family would kill me!”
I can hear more and more individuals pleading for mercy, but my eyes catch onto Professor North as he emerges from a void of shadows that comes out of nowhere.
My archnemesis is annoyed I haven’t quivered out of this madness yet.
Crazy how I just met this man, and I despise him.
Not to forget the obvious factor that he’s a professor, and I’m simply a student.
Screams begin to echo through the line, forcing my instincts to react to the intense spike of ominous energy that rushes from their sprouting surfaces and into the night sky.
It becomes evident that nearly one-fourth of the students who were once in the line and stepped out are now pillars of shadows.
All of us force our eyes to gravitate back to Professor North as he snaps his fingers to obliterate those towers of darkness into tiny orbs that shift from black to white.
Almost like snow.
“Anything experienced up to this point will be wiped from their memories,” she finishes and looks to Professor North. “You never let me finish.”
“I don’t carry even an ounce of patience,” he acknowledges his flaw like it’s a gift to be praised.
Our eyes lock for a second, and his scowl deepens before he rolls his eyes as he spins around.
Rolling his eyes.
At ME!
The moment I get into the Valley of Shadows, I have to pray never to have a class with this man, or else I’m doomed to fail… no matter how hard I try to impress him.
“N.M.U candidates,” he announces without paying us any mind, even with some being petrified by the abrupt departure. “Follow my lead and remember.” He looks over his shoulder, and those dusk spheres dance with enchanting power.
“Do not touch the roses.”
I pray we heed those words.
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PILLAR OF ROSES
~OPHELIA~
“Tempting distractions,” I overhear Alaric state, almost in awe. I kind of don’t blame him. The path toward the Pillar of Roses is absolutely spectacular.
Especially at night.
