The gathering Arc: 1

I’m floating inside of sliver starlight slow I drift into a bottomless abyss the light does not guide or protect me its searing light burns my body my mind melds with it turning into an indescribable mush my ears ring my stomach churns my heart stops in rhythm and a question invades my thoughts consuming me “just how far will you sink?”

A sudden pain of blunt force trauma causes me to flicker awake like a light bulb in the middle of darkness. I have this incredible urge to check my right arm.

Right now, I see words engraved onto my arm. "Grace period.” is what it says I look around in disdain rows upon rows of desk and chairs, lie in front of me a quaint and tidy classroom that lacks all decorations The evening sun stretches in which gives it a feeling like spiders crawling up one’s spine.

The classroom door swings open. I jump from my seat, my chair clattering against the pristine marble floor.

“Looks like I found you.” Blonde Pig tails and a smug look that seems latched on to her face. Yeah that’s Kyra.

“I was hoping that I wouldn't have to see your face for a minute.” I say

“Don't tell me you hate me that much. I would feel hurt.” She mocks

“Shut it, listen I think were teammates so as much as It bothers me, we should probably stick together.”

“And?” she says in a sing-song like way

Thoughts crawl around in my mind in sheer digust. there’s no way she was serious on that bus I spit “and nothing let’s get going.”

She sighs “I don't need somebody, Who wants to remain weak forever. It's one of the reasons why I chose you.”

“Is that the reason I wasn’t alseep on the bus, like everyone else?” I ask

“No, nothing like that. I'm guessing that's just your constitution at work. Which is quite sturdy if you could survive that without issue." she responds

"What do you mean "my constitution at work." There were bigger guys than me on that bus." I say 

She explains “nothing like that it’s Magical constitution there are 3 Commonly known body types that apply to us. The first is which is your typical human vessel, the second magic adaptive which affects the brain upon transfer it reacts similar to the first upon encountering magic for the first time and the user can understand any type of magic and it’s solely up to the training of the user and the conditions of the flesh . The third is the heavenly construction which is a perfect balance of both and is know for its durability against magic and rituals.

“Durability, I’m guessing I have heavenly construction since your friend told me I was durable.” I say

She waves me off “Azul’s analysis was that you have incredible durability but that’s it.  Everything else is on you after all nothing is 100% when it comes to that ability. There is a 4th type but your not special enough for that." 

 

I flip her off and she does the same not slowing down her explanation.   “Although you’re far sturdier than I expected some fatigue and exhaustion from your kind after the first reincarnation is to be expected but you seem to be adapting quite well.”

“Thanks I guess another question.” I show her my forearm the words “grace period.” In full view “what am I supposed to do about this?”

She says “Tap 'em.”

I tap my forearm and it reveals to me several details. “One, the god that I'm working for, his name is Alimeus, my patron. The information written on my arm says  "minor god." under his name  azul's words come to my mind let's hope that god is not desperate. And two, we have three months until all available parties have to find the root and can now engage in open combat. I don’t know what to do about that so. I find myself sighing furiously scratching the back my head.”

“what should we do in the meantime?” I ask kyra holding back my reluctance She mocks “We need to find our dear party members of course.” 

“Do you have any idea how big a planet is we don’t even know if this world has a “Internet” to work with.”

She says “In most cases we should be near each other unless our god is a sadist of course.”

I face-palm in frustration “explain.”

Kyra giggles “I’ll spare you this time and leave you with this, gods are truly the most miserable creatures and the witch of reincarnation was right.”

The is bitch only left me with more questions and the wonderful knowledge that she supports the actions of a inter-dimensional terrorist. I can only close my eyes in purest disdain. “How do we find the root?”

She says “The root of reincarnation can be spot from anywhere normally. It'll be noticeable, of course, so it’s a good idea so familiarize ourselves with this world so we’ll know where it'll summon itself. Although my best it will be at this academy.”

I ask “Why do you say that?”

She says “Roots love appearing at locations of great importance and just destroy them out right. Places that create creatures that can cause the world to shift. so large infrastructures that cause growth are a big red target. However it can be places of tragedy as well.” 

 She taps her chin “But then again, I haven't seen a map yet. It could be another schools, could be capitals We just have to, you know poke around see what we find.”

Trying to put this in my all in my head is gonna make me nauseous. Withheld aggression burns in my voice“ what you want to say is follow me because no matter how many questions you ask I’m still gonna be no mere than a lost puppy.”

Her annoyance is showing though her sing-song tone “You hit the nail on coffin, that will be your grave if you keep wasting my time like this.”

The hallway opens up with a thunderous echo as Kyra slams the door open with me following I say "you can’t be any quieter.”

Kyra says “why would I be quiet around a bunch of corpses.”

in front of us are professors in whatever degree of magic and students passing all running in the hallway with a nervous hurry. In that crowd Two students take notice of us one with sliver hair the other with black both in cloak like uniform with gold pins with some type of runic engravings on their chests

He whistles more students with the exact same pin pushing through the crowd jumping in through the windows and running up the staircase in the distant to stand behind him Sliver haired student says “How do you think this is gonna go?” 

Kyra smiles “So much better than you think, it’s gonna go.” 

The student laughs “hear that everyone this woman got quite the mouth on her.”

Kyra, standing half smirk, excited. You can see the murder in her eyes. Her brain cooking up every possible way to kill them. 

 The crowd laughs and He looks to me “hey, shit stain scram or I’m selling you for cash.”

“Listen pal just let us go and nothing bad will happen. Kyra you agree right.” The hope in my voice has died, I’m struggling to convince myself we don’t have to fight here because I don’t want to see what magic can do.

He stares at kyra looking her up and down “ Shitstain since your still here Why don't you introduce me? After all I haven't seen her around campus.”

 The man with black hair looks her up and down with greedy eyes and a predatory grin. “Hey, Ceaser let me get first dibs I like the look in her eye.”

The hallways are all but empty now. Every straggler is either cleared out or ran into a classroom or maybe hiding somewhere to watch this fight. Hell, if I know. The tension in the air is thick it’s making me sick.

Kyra laughs “first dibs huh,” a red complex runic circle appears right above and below the black-haired man he looks up in horror  “how?” are his last words before he is engulfed in a pillar of fire the force of the fire pushes the crowd back and his friend into the wall

I couldn’t care less about what’s going. Either way, I'm not gonna stick around to find out. Kyra grabs me by the collar  “don’t leave now I wanna see you fight.”  His friend charred to a crisped the remnants of his body drops to the ground.

“Who the fuck are you?” Ceaser yells

Kyra scoffs “I don't know who you are and I don't know who you think you are, but after killing that guy I'm in a good mood. So I suggest you piss off before you piss me off again.”

“Damn bitch you don’t who you’re dealing with.” He gets up and charges at her a small fireball in his hand. Kyra disappears and in a instant reappears choking him with a single hand she tosses him back to me  “good luck.” She laughs before walling both of us off from her with a thick wall of ice 

“Alright dog fucker your next.”  Ceaser roars fire coating his hands in fire and blitzing me

I grit my teeth reflexively manage to dodge his swing. I counter smashing my fist into his face sending him sliding across the floor “ I’m sick and tired of you damn bookworms.” I shout rushing  after his body

He fires off a several balls of fire. I dodge the first one the second follows after and I dont have to time to dodge I brace myself it burns I grit my teeth and my eyes water from the heat but I don’t catch fire maybe kyra was right, this is a baby mage and I might have a chance. His eyes widen in shock but before he has time to follow up I jump and stomp on his left leg

“Fuck.” he yells

he charges another fireball but he’s too slow I am able to react in time, smacking it out of his hand with another kick and using that same leg to stop on his face he brings his guard up in time blocking my hit. A small ball of fire comes into his hand again, but I smack it upwards. It explodes causing rubble to fall down onto us.