I am 24 teacher who is currently being chased by the cops for something I've not done. This countries racism really piss me of just cause I have dreads and a few tattoos doesn't mean I'm the suspect.
Bang*
Mr. Sherman was shot by one of the officers and the bullet went through his heart.
A few moments later James found himself dressed in a black rope and somewhere that seemed like a class room. Sherman looked around shocked for a moment he wasn't a believer of an after life but is this what's suppose to happen when you die? As Sherman looked around he saw papers hung around the room looking like magic circle or something you would use for witch craft. Then a moment letter memories started filling his mind. Sherman was transported to a different world when he got shot. His soul went into a teacher who looked like him but the rules of this world was completely different from his. Magic was a thing in this world and he is a teacher at a mediocre school and not only that but he seems to be the worst teacher. The original owner of this body was not that great of a teacher but the circumstances to become a teacher at this school wasn't that high. As Sherman put things together he started to understand that he was the only black teacher at this just like his last one. the only difference is in this world you are discriminated against for your color but for your magic level. If your magic level is low then you are no better than trash.
Since Sherman switched worlds he like every soul in this world was blessed and lucky him he got a great amount of magic power. His magic power untrained matched that of a magic Warrior. In this world magic level is divided into magic infant,magic discipline,magic warrior,magic emperor, and magic saint. The higher your magic level the more powerful magic you can cast and the amount of times you can cast. For example a magic infant cast the simplest of element attacks 8 times and a magic emperor can cast the simplest of element attack 80,000 times.
Mr.sherman went from a magic infant to magic warrior. He can cast simple element attacks for 800 times. The body Sherman transferred was a lot smaller than his old body. In his old bod he was about 6'6 but this new body was 5'9. His soul felt cramped into the new body but his body started to grow taller and his physics changed to that of his old body. Mr.Sherman worked out a lot but he was know for his intelligence.
As Mr.Sherman was doing some thinking kids around 15-16 started to walk into the class room the all were magic infant level as expected for children. They have yet to really train their magic power. When the students got done walking in Mr.Sherman counted 12 people this was smaller than his old school. In his old class he had 27 students. As each student walked in their names started to float in his head and out of the 12 students none were female. Then a memory hit him students were allowed to choose their teachers and all 12 of these guys picked this class cause their teacher didn't seem that knowledgeable and his class was gonna be easy they had no interest in learning since all of them are delinquents.
"Hey Mr.shrimp, what are gonna be learning about today? Haha" the student who spoke was jake a red haired kid with a lot of confidence and he was the leader of the class. Jake started walking towards Mr.sherman was in deep thought. As jake stood in front of Mr.sherman he yelled" HAVE YOU GONE DEAF" that scared Mr.sherman but he wa scrim Chicago so he instantly grabbed jake's collar and stood up. The old Mr.sherman was timid and small but what jake was seeing was a towering man with a body of a trained magic knight. Then Mr.Sherman came to realize what was going on and let go of jake's collar. Mr.Sherman wasn't the mean teacher he was more of the laid back nice teacher but that's not gonna work with this class. " All of get in your seats and listen u overt carefully. I don't not care if you are here to relax or waste your years but since you have joined my class I will be your teacher for the next 5 years. I have three rules. First rule never speak while I am. Second rule come into my class with the mindset of working your ass off and the final rule stay out of trouble. Since you all look like a raggedy bunch of kids I will turn you into gentlemen respected throughout the world. I will not take no half-assed efforts on anything. Now all of you fix your ropes and come to the library with me." The students wouldn't usually listen to their teacher but something seemed different. It felt like if they don't listen they would get eaten up by the man in front of them. Mr.Sherman wanted to go to the library cause he had no real knowledge of magic and wanted to teach of the books. As they all followed Mr.sherman they arrived to the library. The library is usually empty when their are class so they had the whole library to themselves." Alright kids each one of you grab a chair while I pick out a book for you." Mr.Sherman directed his class to do so.
As Mr. Sherman went through the books he found a few that he could understand the core of. The books he picked out where" weapon creation" "fire manipulation" and " magic circle". Weapon creation was a magic spell that can bee castes by anyone but the higher the magic level the stronger the weapon. Fire manipulation was a defensive spell the let's you manipulate the direction of a fire attack. And magic circle is a a method to meditate and increase your magic level.
As Mr.Sherman walked back to his students he had noticed that the all had bad posture. " all of you straighten your backs and sit up straight." Mr. Sherman said as he set the books down.
Mr.Sherman read the books to his students but he knew that just by explaining they wouldn't understand and he was in the same boat as his students so he told them that their homework was to figure out what the books were really saying and he will give them the answers tomorrow.