Blood Stained Innocence

Light returned in the next moment, and as they opened their eyes, expecting to see the arena, they were met with the familiar walls of their classroom.

They looked around collectively, scanning each other and the relatively empty room.

The space was equipped only with laid-back chairs, each outfitted with deep dive systems connected to their necks through many wires.

One by one, the students removed themselves from the chairs, the deep dive systems hissing softly as the wires retracted with a faint click.

Fully disconnected, they were left blinking and adjusting to the dim light of their classroom.

...Did they really come back to the real world?

Was Emir's lesson over? Just like that?

No, he never ended a class early.

There had to be something— 

A large hologram materialized in front of them, cutting off their thoughts.

It displayed one hundred images, matching the number of students present.