The day of the expedition.
The streets are bustling with first graders as they hurried towards the pocket dimension. The hub is devoid of activity except for the few people here and there. Icarus checked the surveillance of the whole city from the hub.
The city is operating as usual.
As smoothly as it can be run in such a chaotic time.
He couldn't help but chuckle as bit as he saw everyone being too involved in their own activities. They don't know that this is one of the biggest days for the Academy realm. One that would surely be remembered in the history.
Only it would still be a question if the people will actually know that a first grader is behind this whole change.
Icarus asked Sam why he is doing all this. He wanted to know the proper reason and all he got was.
'I hate Olympian gods. They are a bunch of assholes.'
