Neo awaked a little while later, he opened his eyes and staredat a compacted earthen path. He was bouncing up and down, his guts pressured by something cool and hard. A voice spoke out above him, it was Bethany, "Hey, Gie, he's awake."

Gie stopped before speaking in his new sophisticated voice "Neo, do you think you can walk?"

"Hm, I don't know let's get give it a try."

Gie crouched down and slowly let Neo down. Once Neo's feet had touched the ground, he stood up right causing all the blood to rush to his feet and making him feel light headed. After a few moments passed, Neo was fine, even if his eyes were drooping. Yawning, he looked around to see that they were in the dormitories area.

Giewas still crouching down in front of Neo and started to speak. "Neo, I would like to thank you again for giving me back my voice and identity. It's I lost it." He said while touching his face. It made Neo shudder as what Neo assumed to be an unintelligent being and one that was built or created could communicate so well. It made him wondered how intelligent it was and if it was an AI of some kind. Neo thought and decided not to ask, 'if he wants to tell me, he can. I’m not going to pry too much, but I would like to know why he couldn't make his own face.'

Gie’s face cracked into a smile, which sent more chills down Neo spine. "I didn't have the creativity to create more or make something. I got those stones placed on me asa joke. They were tired of seeing a blank face, so they just shoved those onto it for me and to their surprise I talked, but to their ignorance or arrogance they didn't think of improving my face to even see if they could increase my intelligence. So thank you Neo!"

As Gie was talking, Neo felt that Gie had quite a bit of anger. Neo thought about it and found he had good reason to, 'It must be infuriating to have '

Neo patted Gie on the shoulder, "Well you’re here now, why don't you go off and have a vacation and live life and enjoy?"

Gie seemed grateful even if he was stone and had little movement.Gie stood up, "Thank you, Neo, but not while I am on assignment. I think that'll be a good idea, though. I'll put in a request, I do have a lot of vacation time to use."

Neo smiled while they continued toward their dorm, talking a little about Gie's long life, but it fell away as Gie seemed content to look around with new appreciation of everything.

They made it back to their rooms a little while later and Neo wondered aloud, "So Gie what will you do now?"

Gie, who was staring at him through the door, said, "I think I will sleep for a little bit to rest and recover my energy, but otherwise I might walk around a little and think."

Neo nodded and saidbefore closing the door, "Sounds like a good idea, more people should do that. Good night Gie."

Gie replied with a simple, "Goodnight."

Neo was awoken when the surroundings around him changed, disrupting his sleep.As he opened his eyeshe found himself in a room with a black ceiling and black floor. There as on he knew that it was black was because there was a floating disco ball that was lighting up the area with several coloured lights. As the ball spun it glittered throughout the black room.

A beat started to rise from aboom box, a flash came from the ceiling and a spot light lit up a still figure that stood with a finger pointing into the air and his right arm on his hip. As Neo overcame his bafflement, he noticed that the person was dressed in a glamorous 1970's disco fashion, with the ever-expanding trousers and colourful jacket. Before Neo could say anything the beat reached its crescendo and the song started.

'Then I get night fever, night fever

We know how to do it'

'Ow damn, what hell have I been brought to?' Neo thought as he watched Death do poor imitations of disco moves.He did go through the Robot, the Bus Stop and more, but it was all a bit cringe worthy. But even Neo couldn't help but get in to the beat of the music and lost in the song, he even enjoyed watching the dancing. Once the song had ended Death had stopped dancing in front of Neo and asked, "So what do you think, any good?"

Neo had no idea what to say, and after a while only managed to come up with a neutral, "Could use some more practice, but it was entertaining. Um so what was all that about?"

Death looked at his clothes and the disco ball before speaking, "Got to live life in the now, not in the future."

Neo knew that was a weird comment and asked,"Considering that the 1970's is not now, that might be a bit weird of a comment.”

Death answered, "It was a about five minutes ago, and it always will be since it's in the present even now, otherwise would you know those dance moves and that song if it isn't the now?"

"What?" Neo asked, then thought over what Death had said. He eventually got it, at least thought he did, but there were more important questions that came to mind "What's happened, it hasn't been a month yet?"

"Ah yes, well two things really." Clicking his fingers, the lights, disco ball, beat box all disappeared. Sadly, he kept his disco clothing, but those things that disappeared were replaced with a desk, a computer, and a screen. At least He then wondered if his Mobile phone had more processing power then this thing.

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Death appeared in front of it, crouched over the desk watching the monitor, and sheepishly asked, "How do you deletethe search history?"

Neo burst out laughing and looked at the screen finding it dull and bluer then it should be. His eyebrow rose, coughing Neo said, "So there are two ways to deal with this. One, you could chuck it since the history is attached to your computer and replace it with a new computer, preferablyfrom the modern era with a full complement of firewalls and antivirus programs, or …" Before Neo could suggest the second option the computer disappeared into a fiery hot hole. Neo assumed that it was vaporised.

Death said, "Wait here I'll back soon," and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

He returned about ten minutes later with a much better and sleeker computer. It had a bright and more colourful monitor, with a lit mouse and keyboard.

And Death snobbishly said, "Better?"

Neo smirked at Death’s weirdness, "Much, so do you have a power outlet or internet attachment?"

"Nope," Death said. He clicked his fingers and themonitor and desktop started with no wires in it at all.

Neo gave a short laugh, "That's convenient, not a single wire to get caught and then sort out."

As the screen startedup Death asked, "So I found this place where people supposedly drowning in sorrows tell everyone about it. But before I can explore its sweet, sweet sorrows, I need to sign up. Also, what's an e ... email whatever that is."

Neo tilted his head before speaking, "Which social media are you thinking of joining?" He ignored the sorrows comment.

"You know that one with a blue birdie thing, and the thumbs up one.They seemed to have plenty of material to go through," Death said while eyeing up the Windows 10 start-up screen.

"Right, you do know the rules of the internet and social media, right?" Neo said, a little worried what Death would do with the internet in his hands. He wondered if he should let this god-like being onto the internet.

"There are rules? I thought it was the internet, everything and anything was allowed." Death said tilting his head.

"It is, about as much as the laws allow in the country you're in. Even then there's ways around, not that I know anything about that, but it's more along the line of the unspoken rule. For a few examples, never challenge the internet because it'll win, never tell it to not to do something because it’ll go ahead and do it, never argue with the internet because a lot of it is trolling thus pointless to argue, and take everything you read with a few grains of salt and research the subject…."

Neo was going to continue informing Death of the collective hive mind that is the internet, but he interrupted Neo before he could get into his tirade, "So how do I make an email?"

Resigning himself to let Death trawl the internet, Neo showed him how to create an email. This is where things got a little sticky, since Death wanted his name sprawled across the internet. So, considering that was one of the hardest names to get seeing as it wasone of the easiest to think up, almost everything Neo typed in was rejected. With an obvious tick starting to show on Deaths face, Neo suggested that they use his name, New Death, since that was his name and position, and they both could use it, maybe. It would depend on if he could find away to use the internet.

After Death’s acceptance of the new name, which was also accepted as an e-mail thankfully, they went off to the thumbs up site and there they couldn't use Death’s name or New Death which caused Death to shake in anger. But Neo just used his own name and then tried creating a page for Death, but found that people had already take every possible typing of Death.

This was when Death stood and spoke in menacing voice as a scythe formed in his hands,"I'll be back!"

Before he could disappear, Neo jumped and grabbed him, "Oh slow down, you don't even know who has the name and even if you kill them you still won't be able to use it."

Death growled, giving up before moping back into his seat, "So the birdie one, hopefully that'll be easier?"

But sadly, Death didn't get his wish. The blue bird of hope crushed his dreams as they were unable to get his name so he had to settle for ‘New Deaths.’

"There, it wasn't exactly what you wanted but you now have your basic social media accounts, so I hope your murderous intent doesn't become action." Thinking about Death as he stewed arms crossed, Neo decided that he needed to distract him. "So, Death, what was the other thing you wanted me for, since I wasn't expecting you to want me to set up accounts for you.It doesn't feel as though that was the whole reason you brought me here?"

Death stopped his feet taping and focused in on Neo with a blank face, "ow right, sorry I forgot, um right I think you need to concentrate on your academy’stests since those on top will be placed into Beacon's tournament and I need you in it, so win it. It'll also give you some good experience you sorely need.I'll probably grab sometime to teach you some lessons, though I don't quite know whenyet so yeah, enjoy and bye."

Neo frowned as he said that but with a sudden chilly burst and slight cry of annoyance he was yanked out of the darkness and into the light that was pouring through the window. He groaned, he'd been a little excited to learn what he was going to be doing for the rest of his life but, as he went over his thoughts, he realised that if he was going to be trapped doing one thing as Death for life, he might not want to rush toward it. His thoughts turned a bit cheerier now that he'd been given more time to adjust and learn.

He jumped out of bed, put his clothes on,and went off to face the Demon. For the next four weeks he had to endure the hellish training that he wasn't lucky enough to avoid. He forgot what it was like to have a normal body as everything ached. He had more burns, broken bones, and hunger pains then he'd ever had in his life within those four weeks, mainly thanks to that damn fiery demon wrapped in a nice furry ball that wasTan.

Sure, Neo had better martial arts and proved it inthe first spar when he crushed her to her own surprise, and embarrassment. But then she called flame on and it was Neo who ran around the practise field, running for his life and getting to know the on-duty healers by name, most of their families names, and where they were born.

Not only was it physically destroying, but Neo found out how white mana users were so useless in combat, as was far too slow a process, and Tan always had her blade resting up against his neck before he could finish. His telekinesis only worked so well. If there was anything around him to throw in the first place, Neo was finding it difficult to grab it in the heat of battle. And there was no way he was going to use his main weapon, it was only for an emergency. He once threw it at Tan and she turned it to ash almost instantly and was then subsequently beaten for his idiocy.

But he had learnt a lot and made a lot of progress in those four weeks. Now he was standing in the training fields with every student in his year, all looking excited asthe headmaster announced the tests, the tournament rules, and what was required of them.