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Chapter 7 - Dormitories

Carl waited, deep in thought, while Damian completed his assessment. He recalled fantasy narratives where the protagonists were reincarnated with extraordinary abilities, a kind of "cheat" in their new worlds. Carl muttered to himself, pondering his situation. "So this will be my hidden advantage?" The evaluation results, pointing to a transparent core, seemed modest compared to the formidable advantages he knew from other stories. Immersed in his thoughts, he questioned the real value of that apparent banality, while an expression of deep introspection appeared on his face.

Damian's assessment, however, was completed quickly, revealing a magical core with an elemental affinity to Air. "Congratulations, partner," Damian exclaimed with a beaming smile, approaching Carl with his arms open in a gesture of celebration. "Don't even think about it bro" Carl replied, frowning in an expression of resistance, while fixing Damian with a penetrating and slightly amused look. Although he recognized Damian's good intentions, Carl maintained his reserved stance.

"Hey, what's your room number?" Damian asked with a tone of curiosity. Carl promptly responded, "B-22." Damian, with a gleam of excitement in his eyes, exclaimed, "What an amazing coincidence, partner! That's my room too!" Carl, maintaining an impassive expression, stared at Damian with a searching gaze, his eyelids narrowed like needles, suggesting a mix of skepticism and surprise. Although the revelation seemed like a happy coincidence, Carl couldn't help but feel suspicious as he pondered the chances of such a "coincidence."

"Are you going now, or do you plan to follow the assessor's advice and inform your family?" Carl questioned, once again casting a contemplative glance at the academy's imposing towers. Damian, opening his arms in a theatrical gesture, replied: "I need to tell my family about the test, they're excited! You can go ahead, partner." He emphasized his words with an exaggeratedly hopeful expression, as if seeking approval. Carl, however, responded with a slightly amused but disbelieving look, turning to leave towards the dorm, muttering a wry "fuck you, bro", which carried a tone of joking but also a hint of true irritation. .

Earlier while Damian was immersed in his assessment, Carl absorbed the scattered conversations of the surrounding students, those who had already gone through the same process. These snippets of dialogue gave you an initial glimpse into the dorms, providing you with a basic idea of their location and environment. As he walked toward his dorm, Carl became lost in his memories of the assessment experience. "Magical," he mused, the word resonating in his mind like an echo. It was a unique sensation, a mix of strangeness and fascination, that made him feel as if he had touched a deep and ancient mystery, a connection with something that went beyond the mundane, transcending the limits of known reality. This reflection enveloped him in a cloak of contemplation, as his steps carried him forward.

Crossing the first building beyond the sprawling garden where the assessment had taken place, Carl came upon the beating heart of the campus: a central plaza, a vibrant intersection of paths and destinations. It was a living space, a meeting point for students, full of energy and activity. Observing carefully, he noticed the strategic layout of the campus: on the left, the wing designated for magicians, exuding an air of mystery and knowledge; on the right, the warriors' wing, emanating an aura of strength and determination. And finally, discreetly located at the rear, were the bedrooms. To reach them, Carl had to cross the square, a microcosm of the academy.

"I have never seen such an imposing structure," exclaimed a young woman nearby, her eyes shining with admiration. Carl, now in the epicenter of the square, caught fragments of similar conversations echoing around him. Everyone was in awe of one specific tower, rising majestically with its ten floors that ripped through the sky - the academy's library. This monumental construction was not only a repository of knowledge, but also a symbol of the academic hierarchy: each floor was a domain reserved for wizards of different circles, starting with the ground floor, open to all for general study, and ascending in magical complexity and depth. on each floor. It was a physical representation of a wizard's journey, from the broad base of general knowledge to the pinnacle of magical mastery.

"I need to explore this library as soon as possible. There I will find the keys to unlock more secrets of this world," thought Carl, mentally plotting his next move as he continued. After a ten-minute walk, punctuated by observations and reflections, he arrived at the dormitories. In front of him, two extensive and symmetrical three-story buildings rose, separated by an imaginary line: on the left, the men's dormitory, reserved for aspiring wizards and warriors; and on the right, the feminine, equally imposing. Both represented the beginning of many paths.

Amidst the grand architecture that recalled the splendor of Greek buildings, Carl entered the men's dormitory, marked by symmetry and grandeur. The outer walls, adorned with sturdy columns and finely carved carvings, gave the building a timeless nobility. As he passed through the main entrance, Carl was greeted by a surprisingly modern interior: the floor, covered in polished porcelain tiles that reflected the diffused light from the large crystal chandeliers, gave off an almost ethereal glow. The atmosphere of the place mixed tradition and sophistication, reflecting the prestige of the academy, a sanctuary of knowledge and high academic class, where every detail was a testimony to the wealth and importance given to learning and the comfort of students.

No receptionist or guide figures were present; The dormitory was revealed through long corridors, punctuated by the footsteps of the newly accepted young people and Carl's own footsteps. He headed down a hallway, noting the sign indicating rooms A001 to A100. The interior design, although elegant, was functional, focused on facilitating student orientation. As he approached the central staircase, imposing in structure and adorned with delicate ornaments, Carl found another sign, indicating rooms B001 to B100 and C001 to C100 on the upper floors. The organization was meticulous, suggesting that each floor housed exactly one hundred rooms, arranged in a layout that balanced privacy and accessibility. Carl, with his keen perception, quickly deduced the logic behind the layout of the rooms, heading to the first floor, where those starting with the letter "B" were located.