Author's Note: Do Not Unlock Yet. Chapter Is Still Under Construction.
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The morning sky unfurled with streaks of orange and gold, warming the vast marble walls of the Awakened Academy. But the sunlight wasn't what had students buzzing—it was the second day of the Legacy Weapons Competition. The stands filled quickly, voices rising in excited chatter as instructors maintained order. From balconies to sky-suspended platforms, anticipation rippled like a living force.
The competition had become the centerpiece of the academy. No class, no lesson, no assignment had a sliver of attention compared to it.
Security around Victor's waiting room was nothing short of elite. Two instructors clad in reinforced battlewear flanked the door, arms folded, expressions neutral but alert. Inside, Victor was stretching his shoulders and rolling his neck, already dressed in his flexible training gear, his weapon laid across his lap.
His friends were all there.
