Eye shined red like fire through dust as a boy with one hand and few fingers left stood up walking towards the half-burnt body of a girl as he smiled. "People don't deserve to be in this world, even if I die with this last attack I will be satisfied knowing you're dead." With a powerful energy beam fired towards Amy, the half-burnt girl was blocked before impact. "Michael, I know my pupil has annoyed you, but killing her is quite overboard," Mr. Esho said as he deflected the attack. However, Michael wasn't even listening to him as he formed another death ray. "If you want to protect that traitor then die with her, DEATH RA..." Before Michael launched the attack, his body collapsed as Mr. Ife hit his nerve point from behind. "I wonder if the all-loving Mr. Esho would survive a death ray," Mr. Ife said in a mocking voice, while Ozordikwe also appeared behind them. "Prepare both of them for the next challenge; remember the enrollment tournament has three rounds," Ozordikwe told them as he flew into the sky to make an announcement. "ALL STUDENTS WHO GOT ENOUGH GEMS SHALL PROCEED TO THE NEXT STAGE. SIX HOURS NOW FOR THOSE WHO DIDN'T DIE, SHALL BE GIVEN ONE BOTTLE WATER TO GO HOME. HAVE A NICE REST FOR THE CHALLENGE CONTINUES."
As students were teleported to the resting lobby, the injured were treated. In Mr. Ozordikwe's office were Michael and Amy; Michael seemed to have woken up ten minutes and the moment he saw Amy, he exclaimed, "Good afternoon, Sir Ozordikwe, can I go?" Ozordikwe chuckled, "Who knew seeing your creator could make one so respectful?" Ozordikwe walked up to Amy's body, placing his hand on her head. "HEAVEN'S HEALING." Amy's body immediately started to heal as her burnt skin replenished. Ozordikwe proceeded back to his seat, crossing his legs. "Now that the both of you are awake, I need you to listen." Amy stood up immediately while staring at Michael. "Don't try; you would lose again. The being sitting in your front would kill Michael in a second so don't think you're special." Amy didn't understand what she meant by being until she saw Ozordikwe. "Oh my, good afternoon, Sir." Ozordikwe gestured her to seat next to Michael. "Now the two of you, I need you to understand that there is a war coming and you two and five more individuals need to meet to stop the war. For you are part of the seven sins of man and it's quite obvious what sin you are, but the issue is if you guys can't cooperate you will die by the hands of the unknown because you have many enemies waiting for you to come out. I will unleash more info when you're ready, but first try to work together." Michael nodded, "No problem, Sir. Amy, from today I hate you with my whole existence. I would rather trust Satan than you, but I will work together. Bye-bye, partner." He walked out of the room, while Amy looked at him and followed. Ozordikwe murmured to her, "Fix him, Amy, for he has gone through everything and will go through infinity."
Amy didn't understand but left the office to the resting room. As she got there, she saw Michael sitting next to King Duke, talking until they noticed her. They stared at her to the point that Amy could feel the hunger to kill her in their eyes, but she ignored it and decided to sit down next to some boys. However, the boys all stood up and went to the next seat. The ones who stayed didn't even look at Amy; they believed Michael would kill them, while the ones who didn't look at Amy were just strong and didn't care about her existence. Amy was slowly turning into what she hated: a discriminated girl with red hair, no friends, no reputation, no role in life.
"ALL STUDENTS SHALL BE TELEPORTED TO DIFFERENT PODIUMS IN THE SURULERE NATIONAL STADIUM. WHOEVER YOU SEE IN YOUR FRONT IS YOUR OPPONENT. DEFEAT AND GO TO THE NEXT STAGE. GET READY, 3, 2, 1..."
Immediately, all the students got teleported to different podiums where they could see their opponent facing opposite them. They were given weapons to choose from, for this stage was tagged as DEATH BATTLE.
The weapon students were offered was an ordinary sword, a knife, and a gauntlet which were made of weak material, which means it depends on the user not the weapon. But not all battles commenced at once; they were to happen one by one, which meant a total of a hundred and fifty were to commence, meaning three hundred students were participating but one hundred and fifty will remain.
Up in the sky was a levitating lady who held a microphone. "
My name is Vivian. I will be announcing the winner. The podium to start battle and the podium to get ready. FIRST BATTLE COMES FROM PODIUM 128. GET READY."
A boy with golden hair, a scar on his left eye, slim but tall, climbed the stage. While on the opposite side was a girl whose skin was pale like that of a vampire, with hair white like snow and eyes sparkling like glaciers in the north pole. Vivian spoke, "PLEASE SAY YOUR NAMES BEFORE WE COMMENCE." The boy shouted, "My name is Zack." He said while staring at Vivian with a determined look, then the girl did the same. "My name is Zoey," she said fast and calmly.
Vivian smiled. "ENOUGH INTRODUCTIONS. SELECT YOUR WEAPON AND...