"I want to defy God." As Carver said these words, his classmates eating around him gave him a perplexed look.
Amminus swallow his burnt food and adjusted his spectacles "Which one?"
"I would gladly settle for any of them but I would like to target Mezor."
"But why." Asked Electa.
Carver stood up and clenched his fist. "Because these hands are for everyone." And then he ran out of the room, leaving behind his plate of oranges.
Electa immediately grabbed the leftover orange slices and devoured them just like a wild animal.
"At least have a little bit of delicacy." Said Amminus cutting his dark ashen pork(?) with a metal knife.
"I have not eaten anything else than dirt the past couple days."
"Oh... Here you go then." Amminus stabbed a piece of juicy steak and placed it on Electa's Empty plate. Her mouth watered with saliva as she gawked immensely at the meat.
He took out a spray bottle and sprayed the meat with some sort of liquid. He then pointed his right index finger at it. "Ignite." A small flame touched the meat which immediately charred.
"What the fuck are you doing?!"
"I'm cooking it to perfection."
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"Bam!" Fuck!"
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"Boom! Shit!"
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"Twang! Damnit!"
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"Kaboom! Aughhhh!"
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A girl sat on a leather seat in front of a black grand piano. She pressed the keys with elegance and experience. Her violet eyes sparkle with every tune the piano sings.
Carver stepped inside the room. He was extremely exhausted and covered in sweat. He grabbed the door and shut it close. The door was then flung open.
"Crashboombangtingwhamthudoinkmeowsreech!" Carver put a finger toward the girl while panting, he was trying to communicate that he wasn't finished yet.
"Dingsplatzappopwhampowsmashboomquackchomp!"
"...what?"
"Do you know how many doors I flung open and how many Onomatopeias I yelled while trying to find you? Too many.
"Was that the reason you were absent today?"
"Ahem!" Carver took out a parchment from his pocket and unfolded it. "Now you already must know why I called you all to this room."
"Did you hit your head?"
Carver squinted his eyes and read the very top part of the parchment. "Script for World Dominati- I mean uhh..." Carver crumpled the parchment and pocketed it.
"Vanity, you're knowledgeable about the gods since you're a Saint candidate after all. I have a question for you, I Carver want to defy God, specifically Mezor. How do I do this?"
"I see. Come here closer, let me whisper it to you." Said Vanity her face forcing a smile.
"A little bit closer, please."
"Just a little bit more."
"Perfect." Vanity calmly clasped her hands together, in the middle was Carver's head. She crushed him with immense rage.
"Fuck oww! Va-vanity you're hur-aughhh hurting me here!"
"Don't worry Coccydynia I will personally send you to Mezor so you can ask your question in person. After all, pieces of shit insects like you are still accepted by our lord Mezor."
"I-I don't think Saint should, FUCK! Say those words!"
"Yes, you're correct shit-stain, Saints like me should not say talk like that." Vanity's hands began to glow pure white. She lifted Carver horizontally over her head. "They should take action.
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Carver was slammed onto the grand piano. Both the piano and Carver's bones were broken. Vanity lifted Carver by his now blood-stained hair. A white holy light enveloped Carver's bloody body, his wounds were healed and he regained consciousness.
"May Mezor bless your soul while this random sledgehammer I found crush your bones."
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"My torture sensor is going off." Said that one girl who was introduced during chapter 4 but was not given a name.
"Why the hell would you have one of those, Kyanite?" Asked Amminus.
"Family business."
"Having the power of sensing whenever torture is happening is just so weird. I mean what does your family even do?
"Your dead mother!"
"..."
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A red mummy crawled on the ground. This "mummy" was leaving a trail of blood and tears while leaving the music room.
Its whole body was covered in bandages that were soaked in blood. While walking Electa tripped over the mummy. She was holding a metal container full of dirt and rocks.
"My food!"
The contents were now scattered on the carpeted floor of the corridor. She stood up and kicked the mummy but stopped when she smelt a familiar citrusy smell.
She sat down next to the mummy and asked a question. "Orange man?... I mean Carver?"
The mummy tried to respond but because of the violin which was jammed into its lungs, it was unable to. So the mummy just slapped Electa in the face.
"I see." Electa shoved her hand inside her throat and pulled out an orange. She shoved the orange inside the mummy's mouth and push its jaw and forehead together.
The mummy floated into the air, it's bandages flew everywhere. The blood was cleansed by an orange liquid and the wounds were healed by an orange light.
"Thank you, Electa."
"Uhh, no problem. Why were you mummified and covered in blood?"
"Well, I just felt like it."
"Oh. I thought you were beaten to an inch of your life over and over again by an egomaniac girl with different weapons she just happen to find in a room full of instruments."
"Yeah nope, just felt like roleplaying as a dead man. Well see you later Electa, I have to plan my revenge."
And so Carver spent the whole night and the next two days in a room full of different flasks and ingredients. He was brewing the perfect potion for revenge.
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It was Friday afternoon. Vanity stood proudly in the music room. She finished fixing the instruments and cleaning the blood. She sat down and relaxed on a leather seat with a cup of tea in her hand.
Then suddenly the doors were flung open by a person wearing a plague doctor mask. It was Carver and he was carrying a small tube containing a green liquid.
"Vanity, notice anything weird about your tea."
"Wait don't tell me."
Carver leaned on the doorframe. "That's right while you left the room earlier to dump out the bucket full of my blood, I sneaked in and mixed a certain liquid into your tea."
"What did you do to me, you bitch!"
"Cancer! I gave you a very special type of cancer.
Vanity's enranged face slowly changed to a shocked expression. "what..."
"You can't heal this cancer with your spells and also you have 10 years left before you go into a coma. After that you will die in like a month or so... But worry not for I have this antidote in my hands."
Carver shook the tube in front of Vanity. "I will give you this if you listen to my orders."
"You disgusting monster!" Said Vanity while slowly unbuttoning her robe.
"What? Don't take off you're robe."
"You disgust me. You want to defile me with my clothes on."
"Whoah! I never said any of that. Don't put words into my mouth. I just want you to tell me how to defy God."
Vanity slapped her head. "Silly me. Here I was waiting for you to get closer so I can stab you with this dagger of mine." Vanity pulled out a longsword from her pocket.
"So how do I defy God?"
"Easy. Just don't do your daily prayer."
Carver chuckled and gave Vanity the tube. "I guess I have been defying God for years and I never knew."
Vanity opened the tube and drank it. "This tastes really bad." And so Carver left the room with a smile under his mask. But just before leaving he turned around.
"Just so you know, I never did anything to your tea so you never had cancer. And also the antidote was just my piss dyed green." Said Carver before sprinting away.
Vanity stood up, she crushed the tube with her bare hands. "Heavenly Flight." Pure white feathered wings sprouted from Vanity's back. She left the room carrying her longsword. The very next day, Carver would be found buried six feet under the ground.
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It was Friday night. Vanity just finished burying Carver while the students were eating dinner. In one of the empty classrooms, a green-haired boy was scribbling down words on parchment.
This boy is Progin Arch. He was sent to the Academy by a secret organization. His mission was to find and befriend the princess so he can find information on how to take down THE EMPIRE.
But Progin had too much fun and forgot about the mission until now. He was creating a quick report full of random irrelevant information to fill out the required word limit. But now he actually needs to write something important.
"Ok, I have narrowed down the number of people likely to be the princess to 5 people.
"The first is Rosemary, she has pink hair and is slightly shorter than the princess. But there is a high chance that the princess would change the color of her hair so Rosemary is probably not it."
"The second is Inku, she always wears a mask just like the princess and she is around the same height. But she seems antisocial, unlike the princess.
"The third is Parfait, he's universally liked by everyone and is friendly to everyone just like the princess. But he is a man and the princess is a woman."
"The fourth is Ginto, They are always wearing a suit of armor and I can't tell if they are male or female because of their voice. But Ginto does refer to himself as a male so he's probably not the princess."
"The fifth is Electa, she is around the same height and is really beautiful just like how the princess is under her mask, presumably. But she eats dirt and rocks."
And so Progin finished his report and submitted it to the hooded person hiding in the forest. But he accidentally gave the wrong parchment which was just full of drawings of bears with wings. This would eventually lead to the downfall of the organization.
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> Week 1
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> Dear Diary
>
> I still haven't made any friends, well except for one boy with orange hair. His name is Parfait, just like the sweet back on earth. He's a good charismatic perfect person, he's nice to everyone and treats others with respect. I tried to communicate with the other students using sign language but they didn't understand it. So I gave up and started staring at them. It didn't work.
>
> I notice that the Academy here is kinda similar to the schools on earth but a lot more laidback. I'm pretty sure one of my classmates might be using drugs most of the time. His behavior keeps changing and he smells funky. I like this world a lot more than earth because I am rich here. But I'm still a little piss off that I am still mute when I got reborn into this world.
>
> Signed,
> Ernest Schwerlaster