I find myself walking on the white marble path towards the registration building on Pantheos campus. The sun is blazing overhead typical of the weather in the middle of the North Atlantic Sea on the Tropic of Cancer. I much prefer the weather further north, but no the higher power whom oh so decreed, "I must attend lessons with the rest of this generation's gifted". Yeah "gifted" is a great way to categorize these self-entitled narcissistic brats. Hundreds of pubescent teenagers told they are "special" or "heroes" of the new generation thinking they are god's gift to humanity. Well in a way, they kind of are but that is beside the point when you act like a douche bag.

So here I am going to the greatest school on Terra for the greatest individuals in representation of the greatest gods to prove who is the greatest. Yeah if you cannot tell, that is called sarcasm. I have no beef with any of the Pantheons on a personal level, the problem I have is how those in power are so inept at choosing whom to pass these blessings on to. I am starting to believe psychosomatic illnesses are par for the course to be given a blessing, and here I am stuck with 4 years of this shit to look forward to.

The campus though, you see buildings with golden filigree and gems the size of my head you can see where these gifted get their attitudes from. Thankfully someone had the foresight to organize the campus into a fairly understandable and organized layout. Key buildings follow the cardinal directions with other subdivisions spaced between them. North is the administration building, South is security, East is the Library and to the West lies the combat areas. Coming from the south gate I can see the administration building as I enter the main courtyard.

Just as I'm musing to myself group of girls walk straight up to me as if not seeing me. The one in the middle runs straight into my chest and starts to fall toward the ground. Grabbing her arm I stop her from falling down and wait for her to get her bearings. I must say atleast the women here seem to be attractive. Black hair with a porcelain complexion meet my eyes as vibrant emerald eyes focus onto mine. As I'm about to ask if she is okay I'm met with her screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Pervert! Unhand me this instant! Who gave you the right to touch me? The glorious I shall let no male mortal defile her skin with such impurities" she spouts at my face.  

Immediately letting go of her hand I can't help but wonder what in the nine realms is wrong with this girl. My earlier assumption has come back to bite me in the ass with a vengeance. Good looking and bat shit crazy, yep that is my infamous luck at play. While thinking this she pulls right arm free and attempts a punch towards my chest. Aiming slightly to my right she strikes me as I hear my rib cage crack under the pressure of her punch. Loki's shit stains that hurts. All because I let my guard now, I'll never hear the end of it when Theophagus gets a whiff of this.

"Kneel before me scum, for daring to touch my royal person that is the least you should do," the girl states as she finally composes herself.

What in the hell does this girl think she is going to accomplish by striking me for her mistake. Well good thing I read the campus manual before coming here, she just gave me everything. I laugh. Deep and long even with the pain radiating from my chest my boisterous laughs can't be quelled. I guess being here might not be so bad after all.

Grabbing her still extended arm with my right hand I place my left on the inner crook of her elbow and force her arm behind her back. As she is turned away from me I place my right foot in front of her ankles and push her forward. Surprise is evident on her face as she finds herself falling forward. Initiative is on my side and she does nothing to defend herself as her chin makes impact with the hard marble path below her.

"You know striking another gifted with mortal force without justifiable cause calls for severe punishment from the student handbook. And here I was minding my own business trying to help some poor sap who ran straight in to me only to be met with violence. Violence begets violence and I am nothing if not fair, for balance is the key of life," I whisper in her ear.

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The fall earlier split open her chin as bright blood is slowly pooling beneath her face. As I hold her face down she screams at me,

"what do you think you are doing! I am the gifted of the great Hera, goddess of marriage, family, and women. I demand you release me at once so I can beat you like the maggot like you are! How dare you put your dirty, filthy, stinky……."

She goes on for about another thirty seconds and I could just care less at this point. People like this are the ones that really piss me off. They think they're so special just because of some random blessing given out on a whim, ha, even if it is from a greater god lets show her what it really means to be gifted.

"I Theo embodiment of Theophagus, devourer of Gods, decree you unfit for your blessings. Balance is the key of life and all balance must be kept. May the gods find pity on your eternal soul for you shall find none here."

Grabbing the back of her skull with my left hand, I use my right forefinger and thumb to pierce the base of her cranium. As I search through her flesh for the divine gem, which we all are so inherently blessed with. Slowly my two fingers push into her flesh as she screams out incoherently begging for forgiveness. Slowly digging I find her gem and rip it from her flesh. Before my eyes a soft blue gem no bigger than a penny is before me. I place the gem in mouth and swallow, letting out a growl

"and may the balance be restored".

Want to know an interesting tidbit about us gifted? The gems are what ties our flesh to this plane and with that gem removed our bodies no longer corporeal. As the gem is removed her body disappears into a pile of ash leaving nothing but her clothes and a small pool of blood.

As I finally look up, I see myself surrounded by students with faces frozen in terror. Whoops may have overdone it here but Mom always told me first introductions make the core of any relationship.

Rising to my feet I let out a cheery smile and say "hey everyone, name's Theo. I'm a new transfer student."

I swear I could hear a pin drop. It is like these fools have never seen a devourer before. Well I haven't met any beside myself so maybe I'm more rare than I thought?

Oh well fuck it lets go with the flow. "Fuck with me I'll eat your power" I say as I start walking toward the registration office.

A path opens up before me as the students rush to get out of my way. Man I could get used to this, only had to kill a greater gods representative and everyone looks at me like I'm deaths representative. Cool girl just don't get her drunk she really likes to fight once she's a bit tipsy.

Finally I make my way to the Administration building though to be fair no one would call this monstrosity of a structure a building. An unholy amalgamation of eastern and western design rising 200 feet in the hair comprised of white, blue, and golden hues it makes my brain hurt even thinking of the time it took to design and construct. Opening the doors I'm met by a large 30 foot antechamber with a single receptionist opposite of me.

Walking towards her I notice she is wrapped in a white robe with blue highlights really setting off her tan skin. Bright green hair greets me as I realize that isn't tan skin so much as light brown wood as I talk to the wood nymph in front of me.

"Hi, can you point me in the direction of admissions? Oh, and if security shows up point them in the same direction" as I give her my best smile.

Giving me an odd look she points to a doorway on her left that I swear wasn't there when I walked in. Eh choke it up to some mystical crap. As the doors close behind me I hear the main doors open and man yell,

"Hey have you seen a boy with black hair and black jacket come this way!?"

Pssh the jacket is dark green and black get your shit right as I laugh walking down the hall.

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