Am I Blue - The genius of Ray Charles by Ray Charles
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After ransacking almost everything on the house, i got 2 conclusions, neither of them particularly good, first, just like me this guy was average in almost everything, he had a medium potential gift and was enrolled in a military middle school by his uncle since it was cheaper if one had a somewhat good gift, mine was particularly strong, but it had a really strong drawback, so i walked off middle school without shame or glory.
Second, it was May 28 of 2036, 1 week before the start of the S.A.A school year, so I had second to none time to prepare myself for any of the events that would happen, so bye bye that idea of stealing the artifacts from the bad guys… for now.
Also, this guy seemed to use a rapier, it's not a bad choice but considering that this world had artifacts based on historical figures, legends and myths, a rapier seems to be a bad choice, has anyone heard of a legendary rapier of any kind? I think a machete has more lore behind than rapiers, or at least for me since there wasn't any special rapier mentioned in the story I had read so far.
As i thought of what i should do if i didn´t want humanity or me to perish i received a call to my phone, i thanked the fact it had facial recognition as a password.
The number calling me was named "Uncle Charles (Idiot)" . I panicked as I didn't know two sheets about this guy's background other than that he lived by himself and seemed to be hated by his uncle.
´No, wait, i got that book with me´ i thought about summoning the book as i answered the phone, trying to sound as casual as possible
"Hey, Rayne, you got everything you need for the trip and next year?"
´Hamustra, what should i respond?´
[Yeah, i got everything, sorry for the trouble]
"Yeah, i got everything, sorry for the trouble"
"You sound different from usual, but its usual of you to be causing trouble, if you have everything, the ferri goes out tomorrow at midday, prepare everything you need and make sure to not break the rapier i bought you, i will not buy you another one"
And just like that he hang up the call, he sounded like an asshole but who am i to say that, after pondering on what should i do, i decided to do the easiest, actually do what i should be doing, i packed all the clothes i considered best quality or plain looking to not gain any extra attention for weird looking clothes, some hygiene items and the jar were the eyes were stored in.
Why may someone ask? Well, an otherworldly item that wasn´t mentioned in any part of the novel I am currently sure has some weird properties, and this jar seemed to store said item, so it should have some value.
After suffering the pain of packing my baggage, I started cleaning the house, i figured from the last interaction this uncle wouldn't like to arrive a up-side-down home, he could think some robber was trying to find something of value.
"Ahh~ its all cleaned up now!"
I stood in the middle of the living room admiring my almost-explendid work, I broomed everywhere where the sight could see and dusted off every furniture corner someone could kick his pinky in.
I felt kinda tired, but decided to do some investigation before actually starting planning, i grabbed an almost empty notebook and wrote every major arc I could remember and all the important characters' names so I wouldn´t forget…
[Hamustra is capable of storing information on the user's consciousness, would you like to proceed?]
Well, at least I planned to…
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Next day, it was February 2036, I was in line to board a ship. The thing is, this ship was huge, and yes, most ships are already big, but this thing looked like a horizontal skyscraper.
The closest comparison I could think of was a destroyer ship, a bulk of metal with cannons, just that instead of cannons this ship had spikes of metal with something similar to wings.
I was in line to abroad the ship, whilst others could only see what was in front of them, i could see almost a kilometer more, and that wasn´t enough to observe completely the ship, but enough to see that the top ranks in the admission exam are abroading through a different route escorted by some ranked heroes, not that im that jealous, but benign in line in the middle of the sun next to a big chunk of metal did not helped.
At least the boarding was done in england, so i could arrive taking a train ride, not that the train system was that better, but saving that already low money the idiot gave me sure was handy.
Once I boarded the ship from what looked to be hours, i was handed my school ID, a piece of plastic with my photo, name, date or birth and all that useless stuff, the difference was that all the way down it had a piece of text.
[Please print your Aura signature here]
Shlt, i had to learn that stuff too, right, after calming myself from the dumb realization i went to my assigned bedroom to rest.
The welcome ceremony would be done on the ship, and we would have some time to meet each other before classes start, but I had no time to socialize, I had to learn basically everything these kids learned their entire lives, nothing too difficult right?
After arriving at the floor where the male student rooms were, I searched for my room, number 203, number 203, right this one.
I stepped into the room, it had an elegant yet welcomed aura, the walls were marble white and the floor had a wood brown color, it was quite spacious and it had a single bed, with some free space in a corner that i thing was meant for a training area, which i gratefully thanked.
I threw my luggage in the bed and went to take a shower as I had sweated my way here, after taking my clothes once again I analyzed my body once again.
My face was average as usual, it made me nauseous at first since the face was different from mine but i had to adapt, as for my naked body, it wasn't that bad, i was slightly above average in looks, i didn't had much body fat in any area, but i couldn't say i was fit.
As for my manly pride, it was good… i think…
Ignoring the useless thoughts, I went to take a shower. As I did, I started to think of my first steps to stop humanity's end, nothing too hard or stressful considering I had 3 days to plan 9 years worth of events.
First, money, money fuels the world and money is needed to move it where i need, and I didn't have much money, or a way to access the darker places I needed to buy equipment from, but I knew someone who did.