Triangle

"Here's your uniform. Congratulations, you've been sent to Class 1A."

Watching Dhara walk up to the cabin without looking at us only reinforced my main objective.

In addition to Dhara and Riven, Octave was also in this world. The chance that other characters created by the readers existed was very high, and the chance that they were from the earth was even greater.

So I had to accelerate my first objective. Get control of the protagonist's magic before any of them.

There are two methods to increase your magic energy. The first was drinking energy potions, depending on the quality of the potion, each of them can increase 1 to 3 points of magical energy.

However, potions were extremely expensive and only wealthy people from influential families could choose this method.

The second method is the most popular, magic control.

Magic control is a magical energy control technique that can increase the amount of energy in your body. Like potions, magic control also has different qualities.

Power controls that you could get by buying on the Internet or even at the Triangle store, could only increase 1 point, the more expensive ones got 2 or 3.

Each influential family in the world also had its magic control.

For example, the Silvius family had control of wind magic, which when used by their descendants is capable of increasing 7 points of magical energy.

The protagonist had a magic control, which he threw away. It was a unique control, he could increase 5 points at once, which he couldn't get by buying.

Best of all, for unregistered skills, he increased by 1 point for every rank of his skill.

For example, if your unregistered skill has the same strength as a level 5 skill, you gain 5 more points.

I always wondered why the protagonist threw that magic control away. Though his ability isn't unregistered, and magic control is worthless, he might as well give it to someone who needs it.

But he didn't, he left the manual in the same place where he found it.

All because of his style.

"What are you thinking dude? you look worried."

I heard Liam's voice. I didn't bother to answer, I just closed my eyes.

I knew that if there was someone from the land, he would go after that magic control, even if that person doesn't have an unregistered skill, he can use it to gain other people's loyalty.

So I had to get it first.

"Is it about that girl? I felt like she was ignoring you."

"I am quite impressed by your insistence."

I rolled my eyes. I didn't want to become friends with Liam. In the Triangle, the overriding rule is the survival of the fittest, and in this friendship, only he would benefit.

"All right".

He raised his hands in yield and didn't press the matter further.

At that moment, the cabin door opened, and as if in sync with it, so did the door to the room.

I tore my gaze away from Dhara and pretended to be calm as she smiled at the other boy who walked in after her.

"You got it?"

She completely ignored the instructor's existence.

"But of course, who do you think I am?"

Riven spoke as he reached for the uniform. The instructor as soon as she handed him over, warned him that he also managed to go to class 1A and left the room.

"Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Liam."

Liam got up from the bench, introduced himself, and extended his hand to Dhara who just ignored him.

She stepped to the side, leaving Liam's hand in the air and giving the cabin a view.

"Use it, I'm done."

Quickly, Rivan stepped forward and greeted Liam in place of Dhara.

"I'm Riven, Class 1A, my pleasure."

As soon as he greeted him, leaving no time for Liam to respond, Riven entered the cabin.

And just like that, silence dominated the room as Dhara insisted on sitting at the other end of the bench.

"Wow! I was told it was hard to make friends with people stronger than me, but I didn't believe it."

Liam sat next to me again.

"But now I see that it's true."

He seemed like the kind of person who was friendly with everyone.

If I didn't know this world and it was my first time, I think I would be that kind of person.

However, this behavior will only make you suffer. I turned my head to him and said:

"You seem to be the friendly type with everyone, so let me give you a heads up. The Triangle is not a place for you, it's a place where only the strongest have the privilege of being friendly. Don't try to befriend a Class A."

I was serious.

There is no concept of friendship between two different classes, of course, there is one exception, the protagonist.

"There is no friendship between a class B and a class A, there is only subordination."

And for the first time since I'd met her, Dhara gave me a meaningful look.

Liam had been silent, I didn't try to prolong the matter, it was real advice I wanted to give him, now it's up to him to take that advice or not.

An hour had passed. Dhara and Riven followed the time talking, Liam had been silent, it seemed that he decided to listen to my warning.

During that time, two more students had stayed in the room, both were from Class B and like Liam, they didn't seem to know anything about what the hierarchy was like in the Triangle.

"So let's start."

The moment his words came out, we students stood up. After a good amount of time, the instructors had finally finished testing.

"And now..."

I couldn't help but be nervous. I stared at the instructor who was smiling and as if I had just climbed a mountain, I felt my body grow heavy.

"Ugh! This is more than I imagined!"

I muttered as I quickly hit the floor and lost consciousness.

*****

Again, darkness.

I couldn't feel, hear, or even say anything.

It felt like I didn't exist. I knew what this unique state was, an ability.

It wasn't the aftermath of my recent blackouts, it was a skill, it was part of the process of introducing the Triangle to the Elites.

Gradually, I managed to hear and feel again, speaking still seemed impossible, but with each passing second, I managed to see things.

Minutes passed before I could finally see what was happening.

I was standing in front of the Triangle, where I would be for years to come. It was huge, the building looked taller than all the buildings I saw in the city I was in.

A professor was standing in front of the Triangle entrance. I was a few feet away from him and lining up at my sides were Dhara and Riven.

They both seemed to be in the same situation as me, marveling at the sight, however, they looked even more confused.

I was sure what was happening, they weren't, it was understandable.

The other students from another class were probably with their teachers now.

"Alright, you guys need to follow me as I guide you through the gym." The teacher in front said.

His name was Oscar, he had blond hair and on his uniform, he had a three-star medal.

As Oscar walked, he described various locations around the gym, always with a smile on his face.

"You should start to familiarize yourself as much as possible with the place, as you are the last batch of students this year, you are a little late."

Despite the long silence that followed between the three of us, the teacher continued his tour of the school. In the middle of the tutorial, places like the battle arena, library, training rooms, sports rooms, dormitories, and all sorts of facilities were explained in minute detail.

Until we stopped in front of a white door. On it, a number and a letter could be seen made of gold.

1A.

"Here is your classroom. The teacher in charge has already been notified of your arrival." Oscar smiled before waving and walking down the hall.

I stared at the door with mixed feelings. I had already prepared myself mentally, but if I were to say I wasn't nervous, I would be lying.

But before I could calm down, Dhara opened the door without hesitation and walked into the room. As soon as the door was opened, I could hear the mutterings of the students and felt the teacher's gaze flick over me.

As soon as I entered the room I received several curious looks from the students, I couldn't help but notice some familiar faces among those looks.

I kind of expected this, but...

It still seemed too much for me to get used to.

The gazes weren't at my face, but at the plaque on the uniform where my name and score ran.

I looked to the side and saw the reactions of my colleagues. Riven had the same expression as always and Dhara was staring at a female student in the middle of the seats.

The teacher had short blonde hair and wore glasses, he was wearing a military uniform exclusive to teachers.

He was typing something on a tablet and at the same time his fingers touched the screen, and letters appeared on the big screen where the blackboard should have been. Quickly, he placed the tablet on his desk.

He then started to shake his head looking with his eyes at the crowd of students, quickly he pointed to three students saying:

"You, you and you!"

The students rose from their seats in confusion.

"Firstly, I'd like to apologize for doing this. But you are expelled from Class 1A."

"Hmm!?"

One of the chosen students made a doubting sound as the other students' eyes darted to them.

"Secondly, I'd like to congratulate you on becoming the strongest students in Class 2A."

As soon as they realized it wasn't a joke, they despaired.

"What!? Mr. Lean don't play with us!"

"Yeah! That's not fair, we're doing our best!"

"I can't be demoted, do you know how many fights I got in Class 2A!?"

The complaints of the three intensified as the murmurs of the students began.

The silent teacher adjusted his glasses before his serene expression changed.

"Fair?"

His voice came out sharp, unlike before when he'd called them.

"You had 30 days to enjoy the Triangle's resources. And even with that advantage, look at your points and the points of those students who didn't have the same as you!"

The standing students gulped as they watched our scores.

Yes, that was the kind of academy the Triangle was.

If you are soft-bodied, you lose the right to have what you have.

On the uniforms of the three standing students were written:

'Emma Whitre. 145,617 Points.'

'Ryan. 149,023 Points.'

'Walter Três. 152,433 Points.'

And they were arguably the weakest present.

"I've watched every student in this class. I'm pleased with most of you, of course, not all of you have pleased me, but it's not personal with any of you three, as some of you have wasted your precious time abusing your status or joking around. Only blame yourself. We warned you that the recruitment season was not over."

Lean shook his head in disagreement as he fixed his gaze on the door.

"Now get out of my classroom, before I demote you to class B and not class 2A".

Silence dominated the place. The murmurs that once ran wild were now gone and the three students' protest disappeared as they ran out of the room.

a class demotion was different from a class demotion, and they knew what that meant.

It meant that since you entered the Triangle, you didn't improve, you regressed.

Even if maybe it's not your fault and someone weaker than you ended up overcoming you, it won't change the fact that you haven't improved.

And if it got to the upper echelon, you would be expelled.

The Triangle system wasn't fair, but neither was life.

Leon then took off his glasses and cleaned them with the shirt he was wearing.

"New students can sit down."

And just as ordered, we sat in the seats that once belonged to the alumni.

"This is a form of warning to all of you who are neglecting training. Even though the recruiting season is over, the Class 2A students are training, and you who are slacking off may also be demoted."

His eyes skimmed over me briefly and then over all the students.

"So try hard. Now let's get back to class."