(Numeral #76, please step forward) The Alphis' unrecognizable voice continued to reverberate in the utterly silent Hall.
After Sora's evaluation, no one spoke. Some still reveled in the extremely shocking results shown on the ether screen minutes ago, unable to comprehend and accept the harsh reality. While some chose to maintain silence on the matter for fear of being killed, since they bore witness to something they shouldn't have.
After all, 97%... that's 97.74% code attunement for God's sake! What the hell... No one... I mean no one present in the Hall ever heard of a person with code attunement in the 90s from birth. Heck, it would be astonishing if even those entities at the summit could achieve this much synchronization even after cultivating for countless years. Therefore, it's only natural for most of the people in the Hall, who were only bottom feeders in material immersion, to feel insecure after witnessing Sora's out-of-this-world assessment results. Especially when she has a mother-like Sarah who has a heavenly title backing her.
Meanwhile, the child with numeral #76 finished her evaluation, and Alphis' unrecognizable voice echoed once again.
(Number #77, please come forth.)
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(Keke. It's finally my turn, huh?) Void muttered.
(Stop that creepy laughter and just go & get on with it already. I'm bored,) Sarah shushed Void and said in a lazy manner.
Observing her lackadaisical attitude, Void became downcast. (My dear Aunt, aren't you the least bit interested in my evaluation results?)
(Nope, not at all,) Sarah replied instantly and without any hesitation.
"I see... *sigh* the sorrow of the unfavored ones,) Void mumbled in dissatisfaction and a bit of forlornness.
(Numeral #77, please come forth,) Alphis called out a second time.
Hearing Alphis calling out a second time, Void got up under the eyes of all who were present. His lonely, black-cloaked figure began gliding towards the grand podium. But before he could even take a step into the ether, a melodic voice reached his ears, almost freezing him in the ether.
(Onii-chan, good luck!) Sora said, her voice melodious like sweet honey, and her pure-white pupils glistening with an unknown enchantingness.
Upon Hearing her well-wishes, Void didn't know how to respond. Should he say 'Thanks' in return, or should he say, 'I am humbled for your generous support, my dear imouto-chan,' like his usual sarcastic self? He knew that whichever he chose, it wouldn't end well for him. So instead, he opted to stay silent to her well-wishing and promptly drifted towards the podium to escape the awkwardness.
Even though she sensed his indifference, Sora didn't seem to be bothered and only let out a sweet chuckle. After all, in her perspective, he wouldn't be her onii-chan if he isn't indifferent.
At the same time, Sarah watched their exchange in amusement.
As Void landed in front of the rainbow-crystal ball, a mysterious gleam flashed in the depths of her oceanic eyes. She murmured under her breath, (Show me what you truly are, my prince.]
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Meanwhile, the crowd gazed at Void with all kinds of complex expressions. After all, the mental shock they experienced while witnessing Sora's results isn't something they will ever be able to forget. And now, as it Void's turn, who is also part of the enigmatic cloaked trio and even seems to be the twin brother of that little white girl according to their matching age, the crowd was momentarily unable to react.
When they did, bewildering conversations erupted among them.
(Hey, do you think this black-cloaked child will reveal the same world-shocking results as that little white girl?)
(What do you think this is, an imaginary world where unparalleled talents like her pop out like cabbages? Wake up, man, this is reality. It's already a miracle for someone like that little white girl to exist. If there are more, the world should just commit suicide.)
('Cough' 'cough' you are right. Maybe, I might be just overthinking things.)
Similar conversations started occurring all over the Hall.
(What's your opinion, uncle?) Azul inquired, similarly curious about the topic.
(I'm not sure. Even if that black child isn't as remarkable as that little white girl, I believe his talent wouldn't be far off from hers. After all, anyone who comes from that 'Family' will have nothing to do with the word 'ordinary,) the old man, Cavve, replied uncertainly.
(Interesting. I guess I have something to look forward to again,) Azul said as he shifted his attention to the stadium.
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On the grand podium, Void lifted his delicate hand and traced it onto the crystal ball with composure and indifference, as if he didn't care about the evaluation and the assessment results at all.
At last, under the bated breaths of the free viewers, Void's palm intertwined with the colorful digital rings, ultimately resting on the rainbow crystal ball.
The world seemed to hold its breath in anticipation... Yet, even after 50 seconds, nothing unusual occurred. Even the primeval program didn't seep into the boy's hand, remaining motionless as if nothing came in contact with it.
But, after seven whole minutes, everything went haywire, leaving everyone reeling in absolute confusion.
An error screen manifested, showing the absurd results.
[Assessment Results =
@ Code Attunement ~ {0%}
@ Source Formation ~ {Absolutely Impossible}
@ Hypothesized Source Distinction ~ {None}
@ uniqueness ~ {*Mystical Bewitchment*}
@ Elemental Affinity ~ {•Darkness?}
@ Spiritual Aptitude ~ {????????}] ⚫❌⚫❌⚫❌⚫❎