"Hey Dad, I'm about to go," Chris says.
His father turns toward him, a proud smile resting upon his face despite the sadness lingering behind his eyes.
"Hey, Chris. This is the beginning of a new journey unfolding in your life. Your mother and I couldn't be prouder to watch you walk this path. Your potential is limitless, and we know this academy will shape you into the Holder you aspire to become."
A heavy silence follows.
Chris's mother steps forward, her eyes already glistening with tears.
"Chris... there's one more thing."
Her voice trembles.
"Never tell anyone that you're the Holder. The signs of the Holder are transferred to his or her killer."
She gently cups his face.
"So please... be careful, sweetie."
Tears stream freely down her cheeks.
Chris smiles.
"Hey Dad... Mum... I love you both."
His voice is steady, carrying a quiet determination.
"I'll do everything I can to make you proud."
To Chris, those words feel comforting.
To his parents...
Time itself seems to stand still.
His smile warms their hearts as he turns and runs toward the Synapse Circle, unaware that the warmth of this farewell may become one of the memories they cherish most.
A Synapse Circle is a massive concentration of aura with energy existing on two opposite sides, one serving as the receiving end and the other as the starting site. It is primarily used for large-scale transportation across vast distances.
Chris disappears into the distance.
His mother watches him until he is no longer visible.
"...Hon."
Her voice barely rises above a whisper.
"Should we have told him?"
For several moments, Chris's father says nothing.
His gaze remains fixed on the empty horizon where his son had stood only moments ago.
Finally, he exhales.
"No."
His answer is quiet...
Yet absolute.
"It's better if he doesn't know."
A faint shadow passes across his face.
"Let him enjoy this journey while he still can."
His expression hardens.
"When the time comes..."
"He'll find out."
The wind drifts silently between them.
Neither of them notices the uneasiness settling deep within their own hearts.
At the opposite end of the Synapse Circle, billions of selected candidates gather beneath an endless sky.
Their auras drift freely through the atmosphere, intertwining, colliding, and surging against one another until the very air trembles beneath their combined presence. Invisible currents of energy ripple across the vast gathering like waves crashing upon an unseen shore.
The moment the final candidate arrives...
The aura spilling from the Synapse Circle abruptly ceases.
Silence falls.
Then, without warning, space itself begins to distort.
A colossal grey portal slowly tears open before the countless candidates, its enormous frame towering above them like a gateway separating two different worlds.
No one speaks.
No one dares.
One after another, the candidates step through the portal.
None of them realize that this may very well be the last time they ever set foot in the real world.
THE ZODIAC ACADEMY
As the final candidate emerges from the portal, an overwhelming sight unfolds before them.
Twelve colossal academies stand in perfect formation around a massive central field, each one radiating an aura unique to its Sign.
Together, they form the heart of the Zodiac Academy.
The academies represent the Twelve Signs.
Fire Element
Aries, whose color is Red.
Leo, whose color is Orange.
Sagittarius, whose color is Purple.
Earth Element
Taurus, whose color is Green.
Virgo, whose color is Brown.
Capricorn, whose color is Grey.
Air Element
Gemini, whose color is Yellow.
Libra, whose color is Pink.
Aquarius, whose color is Blue.
Water Element
Cancer, whose color is Silver.
Scorpio, whose color is Purple.
Pisces, whose color is Light Green.
Every academy is larger than an entire state in the real world.
The central field alone dwarfs all seven continents combined.
The Zodiac Academy stretches beyond the horizon, its vastness swallowing the limits of sight. The distant landscape melts into a shimmering haze, giving the impression of an endless ocean forged from steel, aura, and impossible architecture.
Thousands of floating platforms drift peacefully through the sky while immense streams of aura weave between the academies like glowing rivers.
For a brief moment...
Every candidate simply stands in silence, completely overwhelmed by the sheer scale of the world before them.
Then...
A calm yet commanding voice echoes across the academy.
"Good day, Zodiacians."
The voice is neither loud nor aggressive.
Yet it reaches every corner of the academy with astonishing clarity.
Every head instinctively turns toward the enormous platform standing at the center of the field.
A tall man stands upon it.
His posture is relaxed.
His expression is unreadable.
Yet the authority surrounding him is unmistakable.
"I am the Vice Director of the Zodiac Academy."
"You may address me as Instructor Wilson."
"Unfortunately, the Director will not be joining us today. However, during your stay here, you will have the opportunity to meet him."
His eyes slowly sweep across the endless sea of students.
"First and foremost..."
"You have all been selected to attend the Zodiac Academy."
"Here, you will learn to properly wield your auras and master your constitutions."
Wilson pauses.
The entire academy falls deathly silent.
His gaze sharpens.
"Before I leave..."
"There is only one thing I wish to say."
Without warning...
His aura erupts.
It explodes into the heavens like a colossal pillar of raw energy, soaring more than forty meters into the sky while expanding nearly eighty meters across.
The sheer density of the aura causes the atmosphere itself to distort.
The ground trembles.
The wind changes direction.
Even breathing suddenly becomes difficult.
Every candidate instinctively stiffens.
Some unconsciously take a step backward.
Others freeze where they stand.
A suffocating pressure settles upon the academy.
Wilson's voice cuts through it.
"If..."
"You..."
"Misbehave..."
The pressure intensifies.
"...you shall be put in your place."
Silence follows.
No one dares utter a single word.
In that moment...
Every candidate reaches the same conclusion.
The Vice Director...
...is a monster.
The suffocating silence left behind by Instructor Wilson's aura has yet to fade.
No one moves.
No one dares to.
Every candidate remains rooted to the spot, still trying to comprehend the overwhelming pressure that had descended upon the academy only moments ago.
Then...
Another wave of aura sweeps across the field.
It is quieter.
Far quieter.
Yet the instant it washes over the countless candidates, an indescribable chill races down every spine.
Unlike Wilson's aura, this one does not seek to overwhelm.
It commands.
It dominates.
It carries the unquestionable authority of someone who has stood at the summit for so long that power itself bends instinctively to his will.
A lone figure emerges from the distance.
Each measured step echoes across the academy with uncanny clarity.
He is a giant of a man, broad-shouldered and powerfully built, with light blue hair that stirs gently beneath the breeze. His piercing blue eyes are calm, almost tranquil, yet beneath that calm lies a presence so profound that few can bear to meet his gaze for more than a fleeting moment.
This is the overseer of all twelve academies.
General Andreas.
He surveys the endless sea of Zodiacians before him.
His expression remains unreadable.
When he finally speaks, his voice is neither raised nor strained, yet every syllable resonates effortlessly throughout the academy.
"Greetings, Zodiacians."
"I am the overseer of all twelve academies."
"You will address me only as General Andreas."
No one questions him.
No one even considers it.
His authority is self-evident.
"There are several things you must know before your journey begins."
His gaze sweeps across the crowd.
"Every one of you will be provided with a Chrono Suit surrounded with Aura Frame Nanobots, along with Synaptic Hand Chains and Neural Leg Chains."
"These suits are designed to allow you to exert your full power and strength while maintaining complete control over your body's functioning."
"You will also receive Element X Boots."
"The boots will adapt to your personal preferences and synchronize with the electromagnetic wave of whichever academy you enter."
He pauses briefly before continuing.
"Every Clan has already been assigned its own dormitory."
"You will report there immediately after receiving your equipment."
A brief silence settles over the academy.
Then his voice rings out once more.
"Cross the border."
"The stated equipment will warp onto your bodies."
"Move."
There is no need for further instruction.
The candidates surge forward.
The instant Chris steps across the academy's border, a faint ripple of aura courses through his body.
Countless Aura Frame Nanobots erupt into existence around him, weaving together with astonishing precision.
Within seconds, a sleek Chrono Suit forms around his body as though forged from living energy.
Synaptic Hand Chains materialize around his wrists.
Neural Leg Chains wrap themselves around his legs with mechanical precision.
Element X Boots assemble around his feet, seamlessly becoming one with the suit.
Around his neck, Aero Liners emerge in a smooth metallic arc.
Moments later, Quantum Earrings materialize upon his ears, establishing communication across the academy.
The transformation is flawless.
Not a single piece feels forced.
It is as though the equipment has always belonged to him.
Across the academy, billions of candidates undergo the very same transformation, each Chrono Suit adapting perfectly to its wearer without the slightest delay.
Once every candidate has been equipped, instructors begin directing each Clan toward its designated dormitory.
Chris quietly follows the members of the Moonslaught Clan.
Compared to many of the renowned Clans surrounding him, the Moonslaught Clan is regarded as painfully average.
Still...
None of that matters to him.
His eyes remain fixed on the towering academies stretching endlessly across the horizon.
A quiet excitement begins to stir within him.
This is no longer a dream.
This is his new reality.
Without another word, Chris follows his Clan toward the dormitories, unaware that his very first night within the Zodiac Academy is about to test far more than his patience.
DORMITORIES
The countless Clans gradually disperse across the Zodiac Academy, each one guided toward its assigned dormitory.
Although billions of Zodiacians fill the academy, the overwhelming scale of the grounds prevents the slightest sense of congestion. The academy is so unimaginably vast that entire Clans disappear into the distance as though swallowed by another world.
Chris follows the members of the Moonslaught Clan through towering corridors lined with intricate structures forged from living Nanobots. Every wall, every pathway, and every towering pillar seems alive, quietly shifting and adapting beneath an invisible intelligence.
After several minutes of walking, the Clan finally reaches its dormitory.
The structure rises high into the sky, its architecture both elegant and imposing. Despite belonging to what many consider an average Clan, the dormitory rivals the grandeur of royal palaces.
Chris quietly steps inside.
The interior is immaculate.
Soft streams of aura flow through the walls like glowing veins, illuminating every corner with a tranquil radiance.
Each Zodiacian has been assigned an individual Alcove.
An Alcove is a specialized sleeping chamber designed to preserve and replenish aura while simultaneously restoring the body's physical condition.
Chris takes a moment to admire his surroundings.
Everything still feels unreal.
Only yesterday, this life had existed solely within his imagination.
Now...
He is living it.
His thoughts are suddenly interrupted.
"You fuckin' doofus!"
The furious voice crashes through the dormitory.
"You're in the GODDAMN way!"
Chris immediately turns toward the source of the outburst.
Standing several steps away is another Zodiacian, his expression twisted with irritation.
Chris instinctively raises both hands.
"I'm sorry. I'll move."
He has no desire to create trouble on his very first day.
Before he can take another step...
The Zodiacian lunges.
His fist slices through the air, driving straight toward Chris's chest with surprising speed.
Chris's instincts react before his thoughts can.
His body shifts effortlessly.
The punch misses by inches.
A sharp gust of displaced air brushes across his clothes.
Silence falls over the dormitory.
Every conversation comes to an abrupt halt.
Dozens of eyes immediately turn toward them.
Chris exhales quietly.
So much for avoiding trouble.
The Zodiacian clicks his tongue before rushing forward again.
Another punch.
Chris slips past it.
Without warning, a spinning kick whips toward his head.
The strike barely grazes his jaw before cutting across his face, leaving behind a faint bruise.
The Zodiacian lands lightly upon the floor.
A grin slowly spreads across his face.
He rolls his shoulders.
Cracks his neck.
Then his fingers.
Orange aura begins to seep from every inch of his body.
"My name..."
His voice deepens beneath the growing pressure.
"...is Idris."
The aura surrounding him thickens.
It coils around his body like blazing flames eager to consume everything in their path.
"Don't..."
The floor beneath his feet groans.
"...FUCKIN'..."
The surrounding air begins to distort beneath the density of his aura.
"...FORGET IT!"
His roar reverberates throughout the dormitory.
Chris instinctively shifts his footing.
Then...
Idris disappears.
The floor erupts beneath the force of his acceleration.
A deafening shockwave tears through the dormitory as Idris instantly appears directly before Chris.
His orange aura has completely engulfed his fist.
The punch surges toward Chris with explosive force.
Time seems to slow.
Chris watches every movement.
Every shift of Idris's shoulders.
Every contraction of his muscles.
Every fluctuation within the orange aura.
Then...
Chris moves.
His hand snaps forward with astonishing precision.
He catches Idris's wrist.
The impact alone sends violent ripples of aura racing through the dormitory.
Without wasting a single movement, Chris twists Idris's arm and redirects the momentum behind the attack.
Idris loses his balance.
A heartbeat later...
His body slams violently against the floor.
The entire dormitory trembles.
Before Idris can recover, Chris firmly pins him down.
Almost instantly, the aura of Leo's Sign begins seeping from Idris's back.
A wave of astonishment sweeps across the watching Zodiacians.
No one had expected the quiet newcomer to overpower Idris so effortlessly.
Before another strike can be exchanged...
A terrifying pressure descends upon the entire dormitory.
The atmosphere freezes.
Every conversation dies.
Every heartbeat seems to falter.
An overwhelming aura silently floods every corner of the building.
General Andreas.
No one sees him.
No one needs to.
His mere presence is enough.
Without a single command being spoken, every Zodiacian immediately abandons the confrontation and retreats toward their Alcoves.
Within moments...
The once-chaotic dormitory falls completely silent.
The Chrono Suit and Alcove work in perfect harmony.
Throughout the night, the Alcove steadily replenishes the body's aura while restoring physical fatigue. At the same time, the Chrono Suit continuously regulates the body's condition, allowing every Zodiacian to awaken fully refreshed.
Morning arrives.
As the first rays of light spread across the Zodiac Academy, a message echoes through every Quantum Earring.
"All First-Year Zodiacians are to report to the Central Assembly Field immediately."
Within minutes...
Billions of first-year Zodiacians stream from their dormitories, converging upon the enormous field at the heart of the academy.
Despite the unimaginable number of students, the field remains spacious enough to accommodate them all with room to spare.
Chris stands among the endless sea of Zodiacians, silently observing the countless faces surrounding him.
Every individual before him has been chosen.
Every individual possesses aura.
Every individual has stepped into this academy with dreams of becoming stronger.
Moments later...
General Andreas ascends the elevated platform overlooking the assembly.
The quiet murmur spreading throughout the crowd vanishes the instant he appears.
He says nothing.
He doesn't have to.
His presence alone commands absolute attention.
General Andreas surveys the ocean of students before him.
"Good morning, Zodiacians."
His calm voice carries effortlessly across the academy.
"Today marks your first official day within the Zodiac Academy."
His piercing gaze sweeps across the gathering.
"From this moment onward..."
"...you are responsible for yourselves."
"The instructors will guide you."
"The academy will provide you with every resource necessary."
"But your growth..."
"...depends entirely upon you."
A brief silence follows.
"You will each choose your Spheres, your Sections, and your Institutes."
"Choose wisely."
"The decisions you make today may shape the rest of your lives."
General Andreas slowly folds his arms behind his back.
"Train relentlessly."
"Refine your aura."
"Master your constitution."
"Grow stronger."
Another silence settles over the academy.
Then...
"Your journey begins now."
The moment those words leave his lips, the entire field erupts into motion.
Billions of Zodiacians disperse in every direction, each searching for the academy corresponding to their chosen Sign.
Chris wastes no time.
He immediately begins searching for the Virgo Academy.
Towering above the surrounding academies, the colossal structure radiates an immense brown aura that seems both unwavering and reassuring.
Its towering gates stand open.
Without hesitation, Chris steps through them.
The instant he crosses the threshold, a soft pulse of aura ripples through his body.
His Chrono Suit responds immediately.
The Aura Frame Nanobots woven throughout the suit begin shifting, seamlessly altering its appearance.
The once-neutral colors gradually transform into a rich, earthy brown.
The Synaptic Hand Chains.
The Neural Leg Chains.
The Element X Boots.
Every piece of equipment synchronizes with the electromagnetic wave of the Virgo Academy until his entire attire perfectly reflects its Sign.
Chris lowers his gaze, briefly studying the transformation before allowing a faint smile to cross his face.
"It actually changed..."
Quiet amazement flickers across his expression.
He continues walking deeper into the academy.
The interior is breathtaking.
Towering structures stretch endlessly into the distance while enormous training grounds occupy every visible horizon.
Countless Zodiacians move throughout the academy, each searching for classrooms, training halls, or instructors.
The atmosphere hums with anticipation.
Everywhere Chris looks...
Another story is beginning.
Chris continues through the sprawling halls of the Virgo Academy, his eyes wandering from one remarkable structure to another.
Every corridor pulses with flowing aura.
Every wall, every pillar, and every platform seems to breathe with life, woven together by trillions of Nanobots operating in flawless harmony.
The academy is alive.
Its architecture continuously shifts and refines itself, silently adapting to the needs of its Zodiacians.
Chris takes in every detail with quiet amazement.
The deeper he ventures into the academy, the more he realizes...
This world is unlike anything he has ever imagined.
Lost in thought, he rounds a corner.
Thud.
He collides with someone.
"Oh, shit!"
Chris instinctively steps back, raising both hands.
"Yo, bro... are you okay? I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to."
The young man brushes the dust from his shoulder before breaking into an easy smile.
"Nah, man. You're good."
His voice carries a relaxed confidence.
"I know you didn't do it intentionally, so just chill."
He extends a hand.
"My name's Rhys."
"I'm from the DRACK Clan."
His lightly shaded complexion, silky black hair, and dark brown eyes complement the bright, genuine smile resting across his face.
"What's your name?"
Chris smiles in return before accepting the handshake.
"I'm Chris."
"I'm from the Moonslaught Clan."
"It's nice to meet you, Rhys."
Rhys laughs.
"Likewise."
Their handshake lingers for only a moment, yet an effortless sense of familiarity settles between them.
As though they have known each other far longer than a few seconds.
Before either of them can continue...
A gentle breeze drifts through the corridor.
Footsteps follow.
A young woman walks gracefully between them.
Long strands of purple hair sway behind her with every step.
Her light-purple eyes remain fixed ahead, calm and indifferent to the world around her.
The fitted Chrono Suit accentuates her figure so naturally that Chris's attention instinctively follows her as she passes.
For a brief moment...
His eyes remain glued to her.
Rhys slowly turns toward him.
A grin spreads across his face.
"Bro..."
Chris doesn't answer.
"I can literally see you staring."
Chris immediately snaps back to reality.
"W-What?"
"I wasn't..."
Rhys folds his arms.
A knowing smile remains firmly planted across his face.
"Oh, you definitely were."
Chris awkwardly scratches the back of his head.
"No... I wasn't."
Rhys bursts into laughter.
"Relax."
He casually throws an arm around Chris's shoulder.
"From today onward, I'm your bro."
"So stop stressing."
Chris can't help but laugh.
"Fair enough."
The two of them continue walking together before eventually taking their seats among the countless Zodiacians gathered inside the academy.
Even then...
Chris unconsciously steals another glance toward the mysterious girl.
Rhys notices.
Again.
He simply chuckles.
Before he can tease Chris another time...
The atmosphere changes.
A calm yet unwavering aura quietly washes over the academy.
Unlike the overwhelming dominance of Instructor Wilson...
Or the crushing authority of General Andreas...
This aura is composed.
Steady.
Unshakable.
Conversations gradually come to a halt.
One after another, every Zodiacian rises to their feet.
A lone figure walks toward the front of the academy.
Every step is measured.
Every movement deliberate.
His posture is impeccable.
His gaze is sharp enough to silence the room without uttering a single word.
He comes to a stop before the students.
"My name..."
His calm voice resonates throughout the academy.
"...is Inspector Brandet."
"You are all welcome to your first session within the Virgo Academy."
He slowly surveys the room.
"I will be responsible for guiding your development during your time here."
"From this moment onward..."
"...you will address me only as Inspector Brandet."
Absolute silence follows.
No one speaks.
No one moves.
The lesson...
Is finally about to begin.
A voice suddenly cuts through the silence.
"You old man..."
Every head turns.
A Zodiacian slowly rises from his seat.
"You and I need to have a little talk."
A faint smirk spreads across his face.
"My name is Luis..."
"...and I'm not taking orders from some shitty instructor."
An audible gasp ripples through the academy.
Several Zodiacians instinctively shift away from him.
Others simply stare in disbelief.
The atmosphere begins to change.
Brown aura slowly seeps from Luis's body before surging outward in violent waves.
His aura grows denser with every passing second.
Lightning crackles across its surface, dancing wildly through the immense concentration of energy surrounding him.
Luis takes a single step forward.
Then another.
His aura crashes against the academy like a raging storm.
He is tall, with medium-shaded skin, light brown hair, and pitch-black eyes so cold they resemble those of a demon.
His gaze never leaves Inspector Brandet.
"You old man..."
His aura swells again.
"Don't..."
Another surge of lightning erupts around him.
"...fuck..."
The pressure intensifies.
"...with me."
His aura explodes outward.
"I am—"
"AAAAAAAGHHH!!"
The scream tears through the academy.
Luis collapses onto the floor, clutching his body as unbearable pain courses through him.
His aura instantly shatters.
Silence.
Inspector Brandet hasn't moved.
Not even a single step.
The composed aura surrounding him undergoes a subtle transformation.
It doesn't explode.
It doesn't rage.
It simply...
Deepens.
The density alone is enough to suffocate the atmosphere.
Several weaker Zodiacians collapse to one knee beneath the crushing pressure.
Others struggle just to remain standing.
Chris instinctively tightens his fists.
Even breathing becomes difficult.
Inspector Brandet slowly lowers his gaze toward Luis.
His expression never changes.
"Let's establish something..."
His calm voice carries more weight than a roar.
"We are not here to be insulted."
"We are certainly not here to be spoken down to by weak pieces of shit."
His eyes sweep across every Zodiacian inside the academy.
"If anyone chooses to cross that line again..."
A brief silence follows.
"...I will personally remind them of their place."
Without another word...
Inspector Brandet raises one leg.
Then...
KRAAAM!
His kick lands squarely against Luis's side.
The impact detonates like thunder.
Luis's body is launched nearly fifty meters through the academy before crashing violently into the left wall.
The wall trembles beneath the collision.
Fragments scatter across the floor.
A thin trail of blood escapes the corner of Luis's mouth before dripping onto the ground.
Silence engulfs the academy once more.
Luis slowly forces himself back to his feet.
Gone is the arrogance that had filled his eyes only moments ago.
Without uttering another word...
He quietly returns to his seat.
Inspector Brandet watches him for only a moment before turning back toward the rest of the class.
"As I was saying..."
His tone is as calm as if nothing had happened.
"The Virgo Sign belongs to the Earth Element."
"It specializes in reinforcement... endurance... and replenishment."
"Today..."
"You will learn the foundation of Virgo Aura Channeling."
Inspector Brandet slowly raises one hand.
A stream of brown aura begins flowing from his palm.
Unlike ordinary aura, this stream moves with remarkable precision, spiraling around his body in an intricate zigzag pattern.
The flowing aura resembles a living current, endlessly circling him while immense energy spills from every rotation.
"This..."
"...is the first step."
"Engulf your body in Virgo's aura."
"To achieve this, you must direct the majority of your mental focus toward Virgo until your aura naturally responds."
As he speaks...
The spiraling aura thickens.
Its movements become sharper.
More refined.
"Second..."
The streams of aura gradually tighten around his body.
"They must reinforce your body."
"They should no longer scatter aimlessly."
"They must become your invisible volition."
The spiraling streams compress with astonishing speed.
What had once flowed freely now clings perfectly to every contour of Inspector Brandet's body.
The aura no longer appears wild.
It appears disciplined.
Controlled.
Absolute.
"Third..."
Inspector Brandet slowly clenches his fist.
"The aura surrounding your body must continue condensing."
"Its density will increase every passing second."
"Once sufficient density has been achieved..."
"...direct that force toward any part of your body."
The compressed aura suddenly erupts.
Brilliant brown lightning races across its surface.
The lightning streaks throughout the academy in countless directions without causing the slightest damage.
Its density continues increasing.
The Aura Frame Nanobots woven throughout every Chrono Suit immediately activate.
Tiny waves of light spread across the students' suits as the Nanobots begin absorbing and cushioning the overwhelming output of aura filling the academy.
Inspector Brandet lowers his hand.
"Without the Nanobots integrated into this academy..."
"...and without the Aura Frame Nanobots surrounding your Chrono Suits..."
"Most of you would already be permanently scarred."
A profound silence settles over the class.
For the first time...
Every Zodiacian begins to understand just how dangerous aura truly is.
Inspector Brandet brings his hands together.
Clap.
The sound echoes throughout the academy.
An instant later...
Trillions of Nanobots surge upward from every direction.
Like a metallic ocean answering a silent command, they converge at the center of the academy.
Layer upon layer, they weave themselves together, constructing an unimaginably vast training field that stretches beyond the horizon.
Its boundaries are impossible to see.
Its end is impossible to find.
The entire Virgo Academy is built upon an Infinity Platform as well as the whole zodiac academy is an infinity platform with no end and all materials are created and designed from the nanobots.
Every structure.
Every pathway.
Every wall.
Every training ground.
All of it is continuously created, maintained, analyzed, reconstructed, and perfected by the countless Nanobots operating beneath the academy's surface.
Inspector Brandet slowly extends his arm toward the endless field.
"Now..."
A faint smile appears on his face.
"...begin your training."
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