Running through a hallway was Amber. She donned a green military combat uniform, similar to a British soldier. There were several numbered doors throughout the hallway, going from number one and upward as she ran past.

"Number twenty...number twenty...Where's room number twenty!?" Amber said as she ran with a frustrated tone and expression. "I don't wanna be late on the first day!"

Much to Amber's distraught, the hallway ended with room fifteen, which meant she had to take the stairs.

"Just my luck that my class is on the second floor..." Amber muttered as she quickly skipped multiple steps. She wasted no time after reaching the second floor. Amber quickly scanned through the doors before reaching her destination - room twenty.

Okay...here goes nothing... Amber encouraged herself before pushing the door open. Immediately, all eyes became fixated upon Amber, who opened the door.

Upon opening the door, Amber immediately recognized the setting as being similar to a standard classroom. Inside, students (all wearing similar military combat uniforms as Amber) sat around desks and chairs, along with an individual standing at the front of the room behind a podium.

"Ugh, alright, every--" The individual at the front spoke before turning his attention to Amber.

"Huh? That girl made it past the obstacle course?" A student said with surprise written on his face.

"S-Sorry for being late...I--"

"Tsk, just hurry the hell up and take a bloody seat," The man at the podium snapped, immediately stunning Amber.

In Amber's eyes, the individual's features matched his seemingly harsh attitude. Just the orange prison-like jumpsuit he wore surprised Amber greatly. The visible pulsating vein on his forehead and cold blue eyes piercing Amber's soul didn't help to portray him in a friendlier light, nor did the black spiked hair kept in a slickback hairstyle.

"S-Sorry..." Amber apologized, and simultaneously, students in the classroom began to chuckle. The snickers caused Amber's cheeks to flush red with embarrassment as she quickly took a seat.

Ugh...talk about a horrible start... Amber thought. If only I didn't pass out from exhaustion. Also, the teacher is scary...

"Psst, hey!" To the left of Amber, Ariel suddenly greeted her. Seeing her immediately blew the suffocating embarrassment that Amber had away and turned her expression to glee.

"H-Hey!" Amber happily returned the greeting.

"Looks like we'll be sitting beside each other, huh?" Ariel said. Like a happy child, Amber smiled sincerely.

"Heh, not sure how she got in, but I'll give her three days!" A male student at the back of the class said. He was the one who mocked Amber when she failed to get over the wall.

"Nah, I'd say two," A male who sat beside him said. He was the individual who skated across the obstacle course.

Of course, Amber was able to hear their gossiping, which was accompanied by chuckling.

That hurts, but don't let them get to you... Amber encouraged herself. When you get stronger, they'll accept you.

Amber shifted her gaze to the right due to the curiosity of the other individual beside her. It was another female. They were engrossed in what seemed to be a science book, indicated by the atoms and the obvious 'PHYSICS' word labeled.

"Um, hello...?" Amber greeted, which garnered her attention. That gave Amber a clear view of her features.

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The green-haired plush bob cut and vanilla-colored light skin were relatively normal to Amber, but surprising her the most were the woman's eyes.

Her left pupil was blue colored and looked like a regular human's eye, but her left eye had no iris in the pupil and was just a glowing azure blue eye. In the center, where the iris should have been, was strangely the Roman numeral 'V.'

"Hello," The woman responded. Simultaneously, the V in her eye changed to the Roman numeral 'III.'

"I'm Amber Hoss, let's get along," Amber remarked.

"...Hmm," The woman rubbed her chin, which unnerved Amber. "I'm Sariel Dell," She said before returning to her book.

Phew...that went better than I thought...

"Alright, everybody quiet the hell down!" The man standing at the podium ordered, clearly annoyed at everyone's talking and chuckling. Instantaneously, everyone became silent, like a deer hiding from a predator.

"You're lucky you came in when you did," He continued as he stared darts at Amber. "My name is Altius Hunter, your instructor...you'll call me Mr. Hunter."

"Y-Yes si--"

"It's annoying to repeat what was said in class, so...Aiden Stark, what did we do in this lecture?" Altius suddenly asked, causing eyes to fixate upon the man who skated in the course. In shock, Aiden stood up.

"Uh, you told us about the objectives of participating in this course," Aiden asked. From the way that Aiden dressed, he emanated an air of delinquency. From the messy collar and the first few of his military combat uniform unbuttoned, and the spiky short hair faded at the side, he gave an unruly vibe.

"Tch...can't you buggers go into more detail without being asked...?" Altius grumbled as he facepalmed, much to everyone's surprise. "Sigh...what were the objectives we discussed, Sariel?"

Hearing her name called, Sariel stood up, and Aiden sat back down.

"Our objective is to get to a certain level to be considered valuable assets for the country, aka blessed soldiers," Sariel said. "Also, according to the monarch, Queen Isabella, the creator and sponsor of this program, the main objective of this is to create an individual who surpasses the levels of blessed people - an enlightened human."

Huh? Enlightened? Amber thought.

"Yeah, okay...sit the hell down, now." Altius snapped, to which Sariel obeyed.

"Anyways, that's the summary," Altius remarked. Throughout the time, he had a cold and unfriendly expression. "No questions?"

"Uh, I--"

"Good, no questions," Altius said as he interrupted Amber. "Alright, the lecture is over, so get out and go to the yard for your physical training." He advised before immediately walking out the door and leaving.

Simultaneously, everyone left their seats and followed suit as the lecturer.

"Hmm, Mr. Hunter is kinda...harsh, huh?" Amber said to Ariel.

"Hmm. Oh yeah, I heard Mr. Hunter always had that personality. It probably has to do with his blessing, though," Ariel said. "But he's a pretty good teacher. Anyways, let's go before we're late!"

Hmm...blessing, huh? Amber thought as they both got up.

Ariel and Amber made their way to the yard - a large plane area surrounded by a green transparent barrier.

"Wow!" Amber said as she marveled at the sight. As the duo entered, they were greeted by the other students, along with a woman strangely dressed in a jester suit. Much to their annoyance, the woman squirted water on the students from a flower attached to her clothing.

"Hello everyone! I'm your teacher, Trixie Leah!" The woman introduced herself. Trixie's jester suit was red and black, with a pattern of red and black diamond playing card symbols decorating her size-fit pants, trench coat, and jester hat. She also wore red high-heeled boots, matching her clothing color.

She kept a box of playing cards to the right of her belt. On the left, a mask was attached. The mask had all the decorations of a clown - a smiling red mouth, green, yellow, and white paint, and a big red nose.

Trixie's face was covered with white makeup, and her eyes and brows were outlined with black eyeliner. Even her long layered locks matched the color of her clothing, as it had a mixture of red and black strands.

"Would you quit your damn wate--" Aiden snapped but was cut off by Trixie spraying water directly into his mouth, which immediately caused him to cough excessively.

"Hahaha! Sorry, I couldn't hear you!" Trixie said as she laughed excessively.

This bloody woman! Aiden thought.

"W-What...who is this...?" Amber asked with pure surprise.

"She's our second instructor...apparently," Ariel responded as her expression matched Amber's.

"Hmm, don't you think it's strange," Sariel suddenly spoke to Trixie.

"What's strange?" Trixie asked.

"For an adult to be acting like a child?"

Hearing that, Trixie became stunned. The other students began to chuckle in response. Amber gasped in shock, however.

"W-What? I-I'm only twenty-eight years old!" Trixie stated. "I'm still young!" Trixie said. "Hmpf, let's just start class today."

"Wait, you're...the teacher? I thought you were joking around!" Aiden said as he stopped coughing, much to Trixie's chagrin.

"Hey! I'm pretty strong, ya know!" Trixie countered. "I've been chosen by the monarch to train you, just like your other instructor!"

"...I guess all the teachers have strange personalities," Aiden muttered.

"Anyways! Let's begin class!" Trixie stated, clearly having enough of the bullying. "We'll be doing training today, so form yourselves in groups of three!"

Groups of three? Amber thought. Uh oh.