Day of the test

The next morning came swiftly. Silas rose from his bed, his mind already preoccupied with the events of the day. Today was the test day, a day when students would be sent into Mutant realms for a raid. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation, and Silas could feel the weight of what was to come. His thoughts lingered on the system's upcoming quest and the rewards that would follow his success.

After a quick stretch, he headed to the bathroom to freshen up. A few moments later, fully dressed in the academy's uniform, Silas stood in front of the mirror, running a comb through his hair. As his fingers worked through the strands, he noticed something strange—more streaks of white hair had appeared.