Frost Fall city was a massive city that housed many Noble houses. This city had a lot of academies. It also consisted of a department of the Awakened Association.
Today, the city streets were packed with carriages as if a cult was going to initiate its massive brainwashing event.
Numerous people residing in the Awakened continent possessed something called a class weapon. The class weapon was a mystical object that granted its owner with obvious power that exceeded mortals imagination. Whether a person possesses a class weapon or not could only be found out after they are at the age of twelve or above as only people at the age of twelve or above were qualified to participate in the Class weapon awakening ceremony.
People could awaken their class weapon by undergoing the awakening ceremony,
The Birth of Phoenix and Dragon ceremony being held today in Frost Fall city was precisely for this purpose, to awaken the class weapon of the masses. The ceremony is held only once a year, on the second day of the first month of each year.
A class weapon is a mystical object. If someone's class weapon is a sword then they can become a Swordsman and advance into a mighty Blade Dancer. If instead, they awaken a spellbook then they are qualified to become a mage and other magic related profession.
An awakened was respected by the society, and possessed a great deal of authority over the commoners. Due to this, even the children of commoners had attended this event. If they awaken a class weapon then their lives would be transformed, benefitting them and their whole family for even a newly born awakened receives a monthly stipend of 1 gold piece every month from the Awakened Association.
Time passed by, the sun took its rightful place. People's left their comfy beds and appeared in the streets in front and nearby the Hall of Awakening. The streets were packed with parents and their children who had come to participate in the Awakening ceremony.
It was so cold that even breathing calmly produced vapor, hence everyone was dressed heavily.
It was only at noon when the Hall of Awakening commenced the Birth of Dragon and Phoenix ceremony.
One by one, kids went into the awakening Hall to undergo the awakening ceremony. Dragon or Phoenix, let fate decide. Most came out with sad faces, as they didn't awaken any class weapon. They cried in their parent's embrace, rubbing sticky snots all over their parents' clothes.
Seeing this, Whittaker felt troubled.
"Bro, do you think I will be able to awaken a class weapon like Elisha?" Whittaker said to Hera. His small hand gripping Hera hand's tightened up due to anxiety.
Today, just like every other day, Whittaker stood out from the others due to his extremely unique looks even though he was wearing commoners clothing. Many people were attracted to his silver crystalline eyes, especially his snowy hairs that are being used as a scarf. Whittaker had wrapped his hair around his neck in circles. Nonetheless, the snowy hairs still reached his ankles.
His brother was a young man in his twenties, who didn't share even a single bit of resemblance with Whittaker. He had an average face, brown hair, and a standard built with sub-par muscles. His best features were definitely his sub-par muscles.
"Whitaker, you probably don't know this little secret, but intelligence determines whether a person can awaken his class weapon or not. You had been intelligent since birth, so there is a huge chance of you awakening a class weapon." Hera said knowingly. He had earned this knowledge because of his years of hard work. He has a certain amount of belief that Whittaker will awaken a class weapon. If he did then his future life will be filled with riches and glory. He would be a dragon among commoners. Even if he didn't, he would still be able to have a pretty good future. Fortunately, in the kingdom of Water, technology had made great advancement, and those who were unable to become awakened were still able to have a decent future.
Hera word's comforted the pretty young boy on this cold wintry day. Due to this, Whittaker anxiety took a swift turn and vanished from sight, his eyes were now filled with enthusiasm.
"I will definitely awaken a spellbook!" Whittaker declared with innocent eyes. What's more, professions related to magic was far more respected than another profession.
Hera ruffled his snowy hairs and said with a light smile, "You surely will!"
Hera and Whittaker were standing in line in front of the Hall of Awakening, awaiting Whittaker's turns. A massive garden that was frosting was laid in front of them.
Many children walked in and out of the Hall of awakening. Some returned to their parent's embrace with a wide smile, as they had successfully awakened a class weapon. While others cried out in the middle of the packed streets.
As time passed, the day turned to night. The night's frigid aura was chilling to the bones, affecting everyone in the surrounding.
Soon after, Whittaker's time to take the awakening ceremony arrived.
"Whittaker Lin! Follow the guideline and appear in the Hall of Awakening" A feminine voice tinged with traces of gentleness announced through the speaker.
"It's me!" Whittaker said in excitement. He was still twelve years old. The very thought of undergoing the awakening ceremony was enough to fill him up with bubbles of excitement.
After walking through the massive frosting garden, Hera brought Whittaker into the massive Hall of awakening. In front of them was a massive door.
"Sire, please wait here. Only those meant to undergo the awakening test are allowed to go ahead." A handsome and dashing man brimming with humbleness said.
Hera Lin nodded his head in compliance and told Whittaker, "Good Luck little bro. Go ahead and awaken your class weapon! I will be waiting here for you."
Whittaker turned to look back with a raised fist. In reply, Hera also extended his fist.
Fist bumping with Hera, he said with utmost confidence, "I surely will awaken a powerful class weapon!"
Saying that Little Whittaker entered the door.
Inside laid massive sculptures. Literally, they were statues of the Seven Gods. Numerous Inscriptions were craved all over the god's statue. These inscriptions extended all the way downwards and reached the center of the room. At the center of the room, these inscriptions joined together to form one very massive symbol.
Whittaker was taking all this information with a single glimpse. His silver crystalline eyes weren't a mere decoration, they had mystical powers. The limits of which, even he wasn't sure of.
In front of the symbol stood a middle-aged man with a very kind face. He was a professor at the Frost Fall city royal Academy and was sent here to supervise the awakening ceremony. He had a very high position in the Frost Fall Academy as he was a Master Awakened.
Glimpsing at the kind-faced old man, Whittaker confidently said, "Hello."
The Master Awakened wore a gentle smile on his face. "Come here, child. Stand on top of the symbol."
Without any further delay, Whittaker Lin excitedly walked his way to the mystical symbol inscribed in the middle of the room.
"Remember, Be silent, or else the ceremony will be disturbed." the Master awakened gently reminded.
"Okay, old mister!" Whittaker innocently replied in confirmation.
The Master awakened was old, but he didn't like to hear that from others. His eyes twitched scarcely.
"Stand still and close your eyes. I'm about to begin!" The kind master awakened said.