There Will Be No Room For Failure
BONUS CHAPTER!!!
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Max stormed inside the room and then slumped on his bed, his face was squeezed and his fists were clenched. Zheren also walked inside the room after some time, he glanced at Max and seeing his angry face could not help but sigh. He understood how he felt at the moment because he too had been in the same situation before. Nevertheless, he walked to Max and sat close to him, placing a hand on his shoulder he comforted him as a friend would — This was what Max needed at a time like this, a reminder that he has a friend who believes in him and will stand by him.
After some time of comforting, Max calmed down. His face returned to its normal mood and his rising chest completely fell. Thanks to Zheren who knew how to use words just perfectly.
After Zheren fell asleep because he mentioned that he was sleepy, Max took a shower because he knew how bad he smelled. After that, he wore light clothes and left the room after glancing at the Zheren.
When he got outside, he began to make his way toward one direction of the school — his favourite spot. Soon he reached an uncompleted building and climbed the stairs, he was met with the beautiful-ugly scenario.
He sat down, inhaled the fresh air that is mixed with the rotten smell of dry leaves and exhaled. His face looked peaceful as if he had no worries about life whereas, he could be tagged as the lord of worries and ill fates.
With a smile of achievement on his face, he said. "System, show me my stats and skills."
*Ding*
<<Name: Max Owen>>
<<Race: Hybrid>>
<<Level: 2>>
<<HP: 200/200>>
<<XP:100/100>>
<<blood level: 100/100>>
<<Strength: 200>>
<<Agility: 100>>
<<Mind: 100>>
<<Stamina: 100>>
<<Skills Bar>>
<<Skills Name:.... >>
<<Skill Type: Blood>>
<<Description: Host when using this skill requires the usage of blood, which can be the host's or someone else>>
<<Duration: Limited.....depends on the amount of blood being consumed>>
<<Shadow Manipulation>>
<<Description: The user can manipulate shadows to some extent depending on his power level>>
<<Skills Point: 50>>
<<Evolution bar>>
<< Demon Lord (Available only at level 5)>>
<<Servants:>>
<<Name: Boone>>
<<Class: Shadow Knight>>
<<Level: 100>>
<<Shadow>>
<<Quest bar>>
<<Main Quest: Reach Level 10>>
<<Reward: Locked>>
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There was a satisfying look on Max's face after seeing his stats. "I almost died in there but I can't help but think it as a blessing in disguise," he said with the same smile on his face. He waved off the screen from his face and relaxed, there was only one thing in his mind — enjoying his off-class day for a while before returning to his dorm. No one cared if he studied or not, there was no point caring about that because once useless, forever useless. That was all they believed.
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Inside another dorm, Kelvin kept pacing up and down the large room with four beds. His face was distorted and his fist clenched. Matt, Harry and Nat kept turning their heads following Kelvin's movement. This had been going on for thirty minutes and he had no plans of stopping even for a bit. This only got the boys confused, not only that, they were tired as well and as such, Nat decided to break the silence.
"Why do you want to beat the boy by all means? I told you guys that he is mine and I am going to deal with him. What's with you?" Nat voiced out in frustration.
Kelvin paused on his steps, he turned and shot Harry a glare but no one was able to understand the reason. "He is a torn in my flesh! I hate his guts, not even that... You see Harry here, he is friends with him already and I can't take it, it is annoying," he replied still glaring at Harry.
Nat gazed at Harry for a short time then turned to Kelvin. He could not understand one thing — the fact that Kelvin wants to beat Max so badly. From what he had said, there was no major reason as to why he wanted to beat him, he understood that it was wrong for Harry to have made friends with an enemy but that didn't justify his attitudes. Nevertheless, he could not judge his friend rather, he'll try to make him see from his perspective, "I can understand your point alright? But like I said, he is mine so allow me to deal with him for our sakes then. Do you want to beat him that much? Not to worry, I'll help you do that. There is no point making it look like a big deal, this is just so unlike you."
Kelvin glared at Nat briefly before looking away. "Alright, I've heard you. But make sure you deal with him, don't leave him without injuries or I'll have to take over," as he spoke, no one saw the smirk that curved at the corner of his lips.
"Good! It's best this way and do not worry, he'll be at my mercy tomorrow," Nat replied and grinned.
"By the way Nat, why would you set a condition so serious like that? Don't you thin...."
"Think what?" Kelvin asked simply cutting short Harry's words. "You are now becoming the opposite of who you were before and it's because of that brat. Hmmph! I'll see what you'll do when he is getting beaten up."
"You both should relax, I know for a certain that he won't be able to do a thing tomorrow that's why I set up that condition, you have nothing to worry about, trust me. Hmmph! Over my dead body will I allow that brat lead me," Nat said with the last words which seemed to be a whisper.
He could not imagine Max, a complete failure like him becoming the boss. What would become of his friends, his rivals and the entire school? He would surely be ridiculed and laughed at just like how Max is being treated and he wasn't ready for it, not now, not ever. And as such, he will do all it takes to deal with him.