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Level 5 Mana Control and A Confrontation

Sunrise was refreshing as always for Asd, with his dorm room being the attic of the dorm building it wouldn't be too far fetched to say that he was always the first to feel the days of the sun when it rose in the morning. He was perceptive to the heat, but that would probably be attributed to the fact that his spark spell module was fifty percent complete. After his encounter with Rhea last night he had become extremely motivated to practice some more, stretching the limits of his mana control and actually being reward for his effort.

NAME: Asd Elmalk Leo

CLASS: Undetermined

RANK: Novice

MANA POOL: [200/200] (+10)

MANA STRENGTH: [Mild Lvl 3]

MANA CONNECTION: [Strong lvl 1]

MANA CONTROL: [Weak lvl 4] (+1)

ATTRIBUTES: Earth(Summon)// Fire(Solar)// Wind(Sound)

SKILLS: 0

SPELLS: 0

MANA INTERFACE:[Lvl 1 Tattoo]

His control bad improved to weak level 5, which was the cut off mark for being admitted I to the academy of at the very least one of it. And it came just two days after his admission, Asd could not imagine how hard it would have been for him if they had rejected him. But the biggest surprise was the increase in mana pool, according to what he had read his mana pool was not supposed to experience an increase until he gained his meditation method, or improved strength and connectivity. Control shouldn't be able to do so, but here he was, 10 mana points richer than yesterday.

To think all of this gains and drive came from his sexual encounter with Rhea. He would be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to what she promised him this night. But that was something to be dealt with later, but for now he had to get to processor Hogrin's class. Today he was going to tell them about the different classes of magic and give definite guidelines on which class to study for based on your mama attributes and what you had a talent and passion for.

Asd hurriedly got dressed, it was in the same clothes he had on yesterday. And even if they were already washed and fast dried over the night, it was obvious these rough cotton clothes belongs to a slave. The Academy had uniforms which it gave to it's new students, but those were just robes for formalities and everyone was allowed to wear what suited them. Asd was in dire need of some new clothes, but up until the week is passed and they are allowed to leave the academy premises, he was stuck here looking like this and being a butt of everyone else's jokes.

"Yo trash! What's this I hear about my sister being seen leaving your dorm room last night?" Asd had barely stepped out of the dorm when Timothy grabbed a fistful of his already weak clothes and slammed his back against the door behind him. Asd felt his heart skip a bit as a growl unwillingly escaped from his throat and his eyes turned yellow for a few seconds.

Timothy had his eyes widened as he quickly took a step back, a weird scent suddenly wafting off his skin. Asd wrinkled his nose, it was not something he had ever smelt before, but if he had to say or give a name to this scent, he would call it fear. And damn was it intoxicating, in his eyes he could see the weakness that Timothy exposed, the pulsing in his jugular vein, the way his weak knees k kicked against each other as perspiration dripped down his hair and into his eyes.

Timothy took a few steps backwards as Asd frame seemed to get bigger and larger in his eyes. Those yellow eyes seemed to evoke a most primal feeling of horror from deep within him, he shook even more, and then just when he thought it was all about to come to an end, Asd walked past him. It was unexpected, but Asd didn't want to be late for class and it took a colossal amount of self control to not but slap Timothy's head off his shoulders….there was no love lost between them and a history of abuse that Asd wanted to hurry, and it was all for her sake, just for her sake…..he would put off becoming the monster the entire world thinks he is for now.

He walked away with the whole school having their eyes on him and his imposing frame. For a few moments he felt heavy, like whatever it is he had to take care and face was just way too much for him to shoulder alone. But the thing is he was all that was left of his people, so he would hold himself and keep pushing forwards, besides he was getting more and more irritable due to the fact that the full moon was just around the corner. He would keep his peace and when it's time, Timothy would not have the balls to look him in the face.

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