The Tyrant's First Ally II

" Brother wakey-wakey! You can't miss your first day at class! "

A small appartition approached Aldritch's bed - upon inspecting on his room,

One could comprehend the messy schematics and workshop tools laid down on the table and unwatered flower that perhaps had wilted by now.

Eyla was accustomed to it by now - she was rather troubled and perturbed on what's causing her brother's so much loss of sleep?

" ... "

Aldritch suffocated in his own thoughts decidely gave up on planning to complete the mission - to put it simply, he never made any friends before!

Nor did he have the charisma or the effort to do it, it was impossible for him.

He just wanted to curse the system for giving charisma such a high stat when he had no idea how to utilized it.

To put it simply - it's to be a gyarados or forever stayed a magikarp.

**

Aldritch descended downstair where his mother and father awaits in the kitchen,

His sister has departed for the morning run routine,

Yid is outside on the clothes drying rack duties, he simply wished to focused on the things he could accomplish for now.

" Sweetie, is there something that had been bothering you? Mom can help you. "

Rheia bubbled in on Aldritch's thought process - in a midst of being interrupted he glanced back at her and replied with a simple sentence.

"No. This is my battle alone, mother shouldn't interfere. "

" Mhm, sweetie if there's something that make you afraid, "

"Don't hesitate to rely on your family, a Leucognia is one. That's our motto you hear? "

She chimed in with an earful of wisdom for Aldritch, although it did not assist him in his goal -

He felt at peace for what she spoke and his mood changed for glimmering and sunny again.

" Sure, can i have uh...Pancakes, waffles, toast, bagels, eggs, bacon, sausage, fresh squeezed orange juice and the glasses of milk already poured all sitting on the table? i see there. "

Aldritch spoke in rapid successions as though possessed by an anomalious or eldritch soul - He felt the mood to babble all kind of breakfast menu.

" Son, i thought you dislike bagels? "

Alcatraz questioned the choice of bagels - but he did not mind making all the requests on the fly, he was joyfully cooking with his wife.

" I was just kidding, i don't have the appetite anyways. "

Aldritch proceed to stuff all the equipment he made yesterday in his pocket storage dimension that was handed out to all Fallen students - neat and convenient to have accessed to.

" I'll see you all around. "

Aldritch concluded his morning routine with a family bantering as usual and yet it felt sweeter than anything he had felt before.

**

*Vibrate*

The Kinetic energy that radiated from motorbike was attached to the station pole -

The wonder of technology that has advanced for millenials upon millenials, people of the future had already forgotten about the excitement of such discovery and focused on the future.

'Warriors'

Isadora adorning her the uniformly fallen academy attire, with her two halves of the hair color reflected upon the murky water nearby - she stepped up to the main entrance of Prime Nexus.

She hurriedly stride up beyond the entrance with her signature weapon on her back similar to how a guitarist take their case with them but much more grander and enormous - the giant hallway soon engulped her vision and barely catch sight of anyone in the hallway.

*Tap*

*Tap*

she became discerned as footsteps coming from behind her - judging from the impact and weight,

It should be a teenager similar to her own size and weight, that means he or she be equal to her that arrived belatedly.

A chance?

It was assented and her determination rose to a peak level of optimism.

She awaited for the person to came close in contact to her on a equal distance -

and when she saw that person, she will definitely declared her intention.

As things goes, they were never as expected- as soon the both of them were face-to-face.

Verbal vibrations were concievably aloud and expressed from the two strangers that had never met before.

"Would you like to be my friend?/ Hey, wanna be friends? "

"..."

**

Aldritch could anticipate the rising tension of awkwardness, moreover as though the task has gotten easier than he expected.

He resumed the conversation - ending it here would be disasterious to his mission.

" We have the same idea, wanna do it? "

Aldritch maintained the status quo and proceeded to reach an understanding with the student in front of him - he found her familiar, nevertheless it was necessary to reach an agreement here.

" Sure. "

Isadora remarked plainly, thus nodding and made a friend, that's what she assumed is going to happen.

" We're cool? "

" Yes. "

" Your class? "

Aldritch noted on this new 'friend' he made, presuming that she didn't have any nefarious intentions -

She looked to be a reliable ally to be lifting that enormous plating behind her without any effort.

" Summoner. "

" Unexpected, perhaps we can rendezvous in class later - it was nice meeting you. I'm Aldritch."

" Isadora. "

Isadora nodded once more and didn't questioned anything aboout Aldritch - she wasn't a schemer but an unga bunga personality wise.

" I'll be leaving now - i have something to do. "

Aldritch ceased to further on elaborating anymore and sprinted to 'the Office of the commons'.

" Bye. "

She returned a small wave and departed to her initial goal of making to class on-time, she wasn't aware on why - for once she felt she had done a entreated task today and her mouth curved for a moment.

**

Aldritch sighed for the last time - he has come back to this traumatic office and needless to say the one who lies behind its the cause of that trauma.

But he had found a weakness in her 'quiz time' skill as he dubbed it - truth to be told, it was the system that had assisted him at that time.

Let's recap on that moment - the way he almost fell into that trap, a prompt has saved his fading life there.

' [ Remind yourself the reason why you are doing all of this. ] '

At that very moment, Aldritch braved the Leucognia on the fetid back of his - they weren't his burden but his reason to continue no matter the cost, the rest is history.

[ At any rate, here's your reward for the mission. ]

" Couldn't you pat yourself on the back? "

Aldritch lamented and sneered at the sheer blasphemy in the timing to ruin a touching moment of escapism.

[ I nix to boast a physical stern to be patted - it's a useless gesture to the system. ]

Aldritch rested his case and just patiently wait for the rewards he had gotten with 'definite' skill and strategy.

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[ Mission: <The Way Of The Weak> ]

[ Status: Completed! ]

[ Reward Skill: < Malign Creation > ]

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"Awesome, i'll check it out later, "

"Keeping a teacher waiting doesn't strike me as a reasonable idea. "