Red academy

It's been a week since LI Akuma got his martial spirit, and today, he would Officially enter the red mountains academy's soul master class along with all the other six-year Olds.

At the e Entrance of the soul, the master class would be their respective teachers ready to receive them, as treatment is vastly different from the regular class.

Other than learning the everyday class culture and education, some professional teachers would guide them in utilizing their soul power.

If you become a soul master, you could enter a secondary institution to prepare.

After Akuma arrived at the class, you could say he was disappointed; it was a pretty small class, around 15 kids.

He sat down in a seat and waited for the teacher to arrive. After she came, she announced her name, Lin XI Meng. She had every introduce themselves, their soul power,r, and martial soul.

After everyone introduced themselves, it was now Akuma's turn. "My soul power is grade 2, and my martial soul is "Red Gloves" Akuma then used his martial soul, and red gloves covered both his fists.

'Hmm, I've never heard of that martial spirit,' the teacher thought as Akuma sat down.

"We'll start our first lesson now! I'll first talk about different classifications of your martial soul. Essences. Later in the afternoon, I'll guide you on training and elevating your soul powers.

Firstly, martial souls are classified into weapon and animal types. The soul powers your body assumes during transformation are called the beast souls.

Those that use your life energy to appear are the weapon souls. Through training, you can elevate your soul power; once it reaches the tenth, you can become a soul master…." the teacher continued the Lecture as smoke started to come out of Akuma's ears; he could only understand the first sentence till he got lost and started spacing out. 'I wonder if mom will let me eat meat tonight….'

His mom made him read some books on soul masters, but just because he read them doesn't mean he understands a single thing he reads.

All he understands is that the more you cultivate, the more soul power you will get, and when you reach level 10, you will need a soul ring to continue growing.

And that was after a month of his mother repeatedly telling him over and over again. He wonders how his mother could know such a thing, but when he brings up the topic, she would constantly change, avoid it and change it.

Suddenly a kid who the class made fun off for having blue silver grass martial soul started to put his hand up, looking like he was trying to grasp something.

The teacher gave him a high five "what is its blue silver grass, student? Did you want a high five" the teacher teased.

"Hahaha," the class erupted with laughter, Akuma found it funny as well, but he just minded his own business, put his hood on his head, and closed his eyes, trying to get a nap out of this class. If he can't understand, why waste your time trying to do something you can't understand? He decided to be proactive and take a nap.

When he woke up from the bells, the class was over, and he saw the teacher standing in front of him with an angry expression; after being repeatedly reprimanded by the teacher, he ran off to lunch.

After eating five bowls of noodles, he was satisfied. By the end of the school day, Akuma was bored. He didn't like to meet new people; way too troublesome. He did not have the effort to go out of his way and say hi to some little kids. He was a loner and only really talked to people he found interesting.

After he got home, he was welcomed by his mom, asking questions like; how was it? Did you make any friends? Did you learn anything?

And, of course, Akuma replied. "Boring, their little kids, and it's way too complicated." Akuma's mother sighed and had a dangerous glint in her eyes.

"Hehe, if that's the case, then why don't you read some more books… you were able to learn something after a month of me teaching it," Tomoko said as she dropped a stack of books on the living room table in front of Akuma.

Akuma looked up at his mom 'she is the Devil!' Akuma tried to make a run, but it was futile as the mom picked him up and plopped him down on the chair next to the table.

"If you can't memorize this information in a year, then no meat for a month!" Tomoko threatened Akuma and looked up at her with despair. 'She's the Devil!'