The Favored Ones Academy stretched before Levi like an elaborate maze, its marble halls and soaring archways rivaling any royal palace. His footsteps echoed against the polished floors as he searched for the Fourth Auditorium, trying to focus on finding his way rather than dwelling on his exam results.
"492nd out of 500," he muttered, the words leaving a bitter taste. While theory had never been his strong suit, ranking this low hadn't been part of his plan. Without Valerius's influence, he wouldn't have made it through the gates at all—a fact that stung his pride more than he wanted to admit.
After several wrong turns, Levi finally found Earnest Hall. The entrance doors bore intricate carvings that seemed to pulse with ancient power. As he approached, they slid open silently, revealing the vast chamber within.