The questions I was presented with had rather varying difficulty, it ranged from things that were based solely on knowledge to pattern recognition, things that tested your logical reasoning to analytical deduction.
I was fairly confident in anything that was problem solving, but when it came anything knowledge based? I was practically hopeless at those. And, it was to be expected, I couldn't possibly understand and remember all of that information in that small time frame.
The exam lasted a total of 3 hours, and although I stressed over my score a little, I wasn't too worried.
In terms of combat rank, I was bound to be in the top 10. The reason I wasn't going to be ranked first or second is because the grading system doesn't really work in my favour. Technique, Mana efficiency, your ability to plan, dodge and a lot of the other factors weren't things I was particularly good at. But, they were graded.
Now, ordinarily, my rank would be pretty damn low. But, there's one thing I had that the others didn't.
And that, was absolute strength, compared to them anyways.
In terms of strength, the only one who was my equal was the guy blessed by the planet itself. Well, not that anyone else knows so it doesn't exactly matter. In any case, the point is that they can't rank me in any spot below 10 when it comes to combat.
In this school, there was a combat rank and a theory rank. Each person was assigned an initial rank based upon their performance in the entrance exam, and throughout the year there were opportunities to raise that rank.
To be honest, though I was probably tied for the strongest first year, it wasn't as if everyone else was a total pushover, on the contrary. They were strong. The upperclassmen were sure to be even stronger, this place was full of highly competent students.
Sighing, I sat in my seat and looked at the roof, waiting for the exam to finally end. After all, even though I was done, I couldn't actually leave this room to avoid being annoying to people who hadn't yet finished.
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Eventually, the invigilators called for everyone to put their pens down. And without fail, everyone placed it down. One by one, the staff came down the rows and took in our papers.
The papers would likely be marked electronically, we were going to be getting out results rather quickly after all. If I my memory served me right, we'd see our combat ranks and theory ranks once the academy had finished marking the papers.
Of course, only those who had satisfactory results would be given ranks. The rest would be sent home promptly. Though, there were always those who fought with the decison and tried to fight their way through the admissions process.
And so, once we were allowed I stood from my seat and left the hall and waited outside. My first and foremost priority was getting a phone.
'Wait now that I think about, it I need to get a hold of a bank account as well.'
However, I found Arthur before I caught a glimpse of Charlotte.
Arthur was a fairly stereotypical 'good guy', although he was prepared to kill he wasn't like me. The old man I killed, I felt no remorse for what I did to him. I was already aware that I wasn't totally normal, after all, I killed the guy who murdered me in my past life.
'Should I see a therapist or a psychiatrist?'
For a while, I genuinely considered the possibility that I wad clinically insane. Or that maybe I exhibited sociopathic or psychopathic tendencies.
Coming to this world didn't change me, I was sure of that much. Even after all that time in that facility, I didn't really change. All that happened was that the me that was held back by the society in my previous world was allowed to roam free in this world.
I laughed a little, it was like I had gone on a little journey of self discover.
And with that, Arthur approached me, smiling. The way he was so comfortable with me already made me a bit uncomfortable. He was too friendly.
"How did you find it? I'm fairly sure I bombed it."
I said, knowing well that he was likely in the top 3 ranks. He was a regressor, something like this wouldn't cause him any issues. But me on the other hand?
Considering over half the questions were knowledge based, it was very likely that my mark was... subpar to say the least.
"I think I did fine, don't worry too much Reinhardt. You'll get in, there's absolutely no way you won't."
Then he muttered something under his breath, I could only vaguely understand what he said.
"If they don't let you in, I'll make them."
He probably had some way of forcing their hand, and it seemed he was willing on using that card for me. Though, I understood why.
I was probably someone he considered of importance due to my potential. In the original, he considered two sorts of people important.
Those who would aid him in saving the world.
And those who would help bring about it's end.
The reason Charlotte was considered a villainess in the novel was simple. She fell to the temptation of Demons in both of his lives. And so, she was considered part of the latter group. After all, if an Awakened with her potential and bloodline went over to the Demon's side then it really was a potentially world ending threat.
Now, if an Awakened was a part of the former category, then he'd help them grow. I was most likely in the former category for now. That was good for me, having this guy help me grow would be amazing.
There's no better helper than a regressor after all.
And with that, Charlotte walked over to us.
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A/N: the entrance exam bit is FINALLY done, I was getting sick of typing entrance exam in the chapter title.