The taste of my saliva makes me wanna puke as I opened my eyes. It was morning you could even hear the faint sound of the vecter cars in the distance. Well I could hear it and most would to. I looked at the clock 30 minutes before class starts, calculating how I would manage my time I quickly went to the bathroom. I walked inside as a huge mirror exposed my naked body. Yes I do indeed sleep naked. 

5'9 black hair high cheekbones courtesy of my mother I'm someone you'd consider as an attractive person. Oh I forgot to mention amber Serpentine eyes with a black slits occupy the place my eyes should be. And patches of dead skins is spread around my well chiseled body. 

"I'm starting to molt again looks like I over exerted myself on yesterdays training."

I started to brush my teeth as spit on the corrosion proof sink especiallized to deal with my corrosive

Saliva.

28 minutes later I arrived at the school. I lived fairly close to school so I just ran  and with my top running speed of 130 miles an hour it didn't take much time for me to arrive on time. It was fairly close tho as the 6'8 guard with her curved horn was already getting ready to close the gate.

"Why the fuck do you always arrive just before the time?"

She was farely attractive but I don't but I dont date girls taller then me plus Its expensive to have a child with another person who doesn't have a compatible ancient ancestor and also she's like 80 and im 17.

"What are you staring at are you gonna go to class?"

I apologized and quickly arrived at my class, class 4B.

I opened the door and saw everyone looking at me, I smiled at the instinct of students to look at the door when it opens it feels like you're a celebrity. As quickly as they looked they quickly returned their attention to whatever they were doing. 

Not all tho 2 of my friends walked towards me similarly both have a Serpentine eyes as me but only the taller one is actually related to me the fat one is lizard type all three of us are type 6 bloodlines. Mine being the Cave Serpant the fat one being an Evil Salamander and lastly the tall one a Fire Fang Serpant.

"Wazzup snacks! How was yesterday's beat down?"

The taller one who shared the same ancestry as me spoke. He was referring to the Serpentine Bloodboiling where young Serpant like both of us are taught by seniors of the Ouroboros Clan which we are automatically are a part of the moment we are born.

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"Fuck dude it was hard. We had a new instructor yesterday from one of the main branch shit he was brutal made me and 3 other girls poison type snakes drink each others saliva cause "apparently we need to strengthen each other's corrosive potency."

I spoke in the pattern they have expected. I saw there body shake at the thought.

"Thank God I got a snake flu."

"Damn dude you snake people are wierd!..

20 meters away I smell the scent of my teacher ...class was starting.

I quickly went to my chair almost tripping on another of my lizard type classmate type 5 this time.

My friends immediately noticed my cue and went into our seats. Our first class is taught by a particularly strict teacher one of seven type 5 teachers in this school.

The door opened as a fairly short man came in looking at him you won't feel any sort of intimidation, but don't let that fool you he is member of one of the insect clans.

The class settled as he walked in-front. As he spoke in  uninterested tone.

"Divine gifts and elemental inheritance can someone tell me what this two have in common?"

He looked at the students locking eyes on my tall friend.

"James Firefang!"

He stood up quickly and said.

"They are all passed down through the bloodline.!

"Exactly! They all are inherited, elemental inheritance manifest as an ability to manipulate the element their ancestors controlled and 33% of the population has such ability the rest are limited to physical improving.

And finally divine ability, awakening such a gift would propel one to the status equal to that of a City lord. 

Thirty years ago a young type 2 fighter was ambushed by a flock of Wood Ravens everyone on her team died and in the brink of life and death she awoken the Divine Ability known as Sun Destroyer of the Great Demon Evil Wolf in short everything in that 50 meter radius was completely vaporized. 

She single handedly created a clan that now stand shoulder to shoulder with the demon and god clans of Centra.

As he said that he started writing on the board the number 35,000.

"35,000 years ago our ancestors thrived many ascended through godhood and demonhood but something happened we still don't know what it was. 

But it had lead to the death or disappearance of all this mighty creatures luckily they were at least able leave there inheritance and a warning. 

And through advance algorithms we were able to decode this message that was left in all of our memories. And can someone tell what is the most recent translation for this warning?"

"Jessie Bloodhorn!"

He eyed one of the bovine girl in the front. She immediately stood up and spoke in a shaking tone unknowingly making it unnecessary dark.

"Bew...ar.e of the great unkn...ow..eeekk!"

She screamed as she saw a sharp black spear like appendage came rushing to her seat mate with an intent to kill from the professor himself.

The student was one of the classes top student with a modified chair to accommodate his fairy white wings. In contrast to his angelic wings are his cat eyes that gave one the feeling of an apex predator. Type 6 bloodline Holy Panther Jason Coldsteel his eyes sharpened as his fairly sharp claws began to move.

When I saw the professor move I immediately pushed my brain to the limit to observe the interaction. It would seem that the teacher is slower compared to last week might have something to do with his recent breakup he must have drowned himself on alcohol to cope.