Arthur Winston

As the gate of the hallway slowly creaked open, six figures emerged from their slumber, each dressed in similar robes. They were led towards a podium, students minds buzzing with anticipation and curiosity. But suddenly, the ground began to shake with a low and heavy thud. It was a sound that could only be produced by something massive and powerful.

And then, out of nowhere, a giant robot emerged from the yard. It stood at a towering height of 10 meters, its metallic frame shimmering in the light. The robot's frame was designed to resemble that of a lion, with a fierce red, black, and yellow color scheme. Two swords were strapped to its back, ready to be wielded at a moment's notice

As the robot stepped forward, its every movement shook the earth beneath it. It was a sight to behold, unlike anything many students had ever seen before. with a sleek and powerful body covered in a vibrant red, black, and yellow color scheme. Its body was covered in plates of gleaming metal that seemed to shift and shimmer in the light, giving it an almost organic feel despite its mechanical nature.The head of the robot was adorned with sharp metal fangs,

Atop the robot's back were two long, curved swords, their sharp edges glinting menacingly in the sunlight. Every step the robot took sent tremors through the ground, and its movements were graceful and precise, almost like a dance. The students couldn't help but stare in wonder as the robot approached

Suddenly, the back panel of the robot opened, and a cloud of smoke billowed out. Through the haze, they could make out the figure of a man dressed in a sleek black suit with gold outlines and armaments. He stood at the robot's shoulder, looking down at the students with a cool and imposing demeanor. In his hand, he held a long stick with the letters ORD etched into its end.

With a swift motion, the man jumped off the robot's shoulder, and a circle of blue light surrounded him. He landed on the stage slowly, revealing a clear view of his striking appearance. His white hair was slicked back, and his muscular body was impeccably dressed. His face was handsome and chiseled, and he looked like he was in his prime despite the white in his hair.

The man strode to the center of the stage, and the students watched as he began to speak. "Hello, new students. I am Arthur Winston, your principal for the next four years," he said in a deep, commanding voice. "I understand that some of you may be intimidated by the sight of our dear friend here," he gestured to the robot behind him, "But fear not. This is simply a demonstration of what you are going to learn in four years

Blood iron is an Academy of Warriors, where you will learn the ancient art of combat and become true warriors. Here, you will face challenges that will push you beyond your limits, and train with the most skilled and experienced teachers in the land. But let me warn you, this journey is not for the faint of heart. Only those who possess the courage and determination to face their fears and overcome them will succeed."

As he spoke, the students couldn't help but be impressed by his presence. But then, they overheard a whisper from a nearby student.

"Dude, he's like 300 years old," the student said in awe.

Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind "What kind of dark magic did this guy use to look that good?" I thought to myself. "I need to find out who he sold his soul to so I can make the same deal

Arthur continued"As for the rules of this academy,you must make your own mach from scratch, and your quick stick as well. No cheating is allowed, and you will receive no support from your families."

Arthur Winston then raised his voice, "However, that doesn't mean you can't form your own groups among fellow students. In fact, we encourage it! Just remember that outside backing or assistance is strictly prohibited."

"Remember, you are all here to hone your skills and become the best version of yourself. This academy is not just a place of learning, but a place of growth and self-discovery. You will face challenges, but it is how you overcome them that will define you as warriors and as individuals."

Max couldn't help but stare in awe at the principal's chiseled features and impeccably styled hair. It was like he had stepped right out of a shampoo commercial.

Max was thinking to himself, "I am definitely not gay. But earlier Maria was really cute. Maybe I should ask her out to get out from this though prosess."

But despite his initial distraction, Max listened intently as Arthur Winston delivered his speech about the academy and its rules. He couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated by the strict guidelines, especially the part about having to make your own mach and quick stick from scratch.

He took a deep breath before announcing, "Now, onto the exciting part. The best student of the Qi test will be granted special privileges in their first year here at the academy. These privileges include , separate room with all the necessary facilities and a monthly bonus for the first year and an opportunity to participate in select missions outside of the academy. So, I encourage each and every one of you to give it your all during the test and show us what you're made of!"

When Arthur mentioned the special privileges that would be granted to the top student of the Qi test, including a separate room with facilities and a monthly bonus. Max's eyes widened with excitement

As the students cheered in excitement, Arthur Winston smiled to himself, knowing that he had instilled a sense of purpose and determination in them. He couldn't wait to see what the future held for these young warriors

Arthur Winston announced, his voice ringing out clear and strong over the crowd. Finally, he gestured towards the open field beyond the stage. "Now, if you follow me, I will show you the area where the test will be conducted. Good luck, and may the best among you rise to the top!" he declared, and with that, he turned and walked away, his long coat billowing in the breeze