After another hour of reading in the library, I finally uncovered the gist of the world's history in the past 20 years.
Similar to how Earth was in the beginning, there is only one continent on the map: Pangea. The giant piece of land is split into two parts: the realm of the living, which contains humans, elves, orcs, and dwarves, and the other half, known as the Underlands, which includes demons, demonic monsters, and djinns.
Ten years ago, the demons broke the peace by attempting to invade the realm of the living, more specifically, the Elven territory. However, the seven heroes, alongside the elves and dwarves, fought back and defeated the demons.
Since then, the demons have shown no sign of attacking. However, djinns still attack occasionally, though it is unknown whether they are doing it out of their coalition.
The realm of the living is split into four parts. Humans occupy the most significant part as we have the highest population, while Elves occupy the most miniature, solely living in forests. Dwarves live in the mountains, and orcs' habitat is widely unexplored by humans.
Five years ago, the Celestial Academy was established to train humans' upcoming talents. However, the other races have not attended the Academy yet. At the Academy he Academy, students can follow two paths: the path of the sword or the path of magic.
Even though the demons have remained dormant since the last war, dungeons and monsters occasionally pop up, so new heroes are constantly required. The Celestial Academy, being the best training institute for these heroes, is widely respected and known.
After reaching a certain age, a status window with your stats becomes visible to all those selected as heroes, or around 50 percent of the population.
You aren't immediately given a rank; you must meet the stats threshold before being assigned the lowest rank, E-.
Getting up from my library seat, I returned to my dorm room to rest.
The following day, I headed back towards the gym for a workout. After grabbing some breakfast from the cafeteria and heading back to my dorm for a shower, I decided to check my stats, and to my surprise, it seemed I had reached the threshold for E-.
It wasn't surprising, considering I spent a week training in the mountain range, but I felt somewhat depressed when I saw my overall stats.
===Menu===
User: Ren Montclair
[Class: N/A]
[Stats]
-> Rating: E-
-> Strength: G
-> Agility: E
-> Stamina: E-
-> Magic Power: E+
-> Luck: G-S {Conditional}
-> Intelligence: G+
-> Charm: G+
[Traits]
-> Passive: Dragon's Will [1 / ?]
---> Dragon Eyes: Your eyesight is enhanced.
[Skills]
-> N/A
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In the book's last chapter, Liam has a fully maxed-out menu with S+ stats, so looking at my abysmal stats brought on a sense of dread.
On the other hand, something that completely surprised me was my intelligence stat.
Why was it so low?
I knew I was new to the world and didn't know anything, but wasn't giving me less than E too much?
I sighed, recalling the hundreds of hours I spent studying in high school. Where did that all get me now?
An average student shouldn't be worried about their safety as they attend Celestial Academy, so the security was top-notch; however, as an avid reader, I knew the security was a joke.
Honestly, at one point in the story, I was convinced that there were more djinn spies within the school than actual students. That was the only way it made sense.
10 DJINN ATTACKS IN ONE YEAR?
I mean, you can't blame the school because the protagonist will draw good or bad attention wherever he goes, but ten attacks in one year displayed that the school wasn't even fucking trying.
Looking at my luck stat, I was partially conflicted. It meant I had either excellent or bad luck, with no in-between. However, luck was the only invariable stat, so there was no use in complaining about it.
The rest of Sunday passed uneventfully. I spent most of my time rotting in my bed, occasionally heading outside to eat.
Alas, my first day of school arrived.
Although I pretended to be oblivious, I heard some conversations about myself while walking to places. The conversations went something like this.
"Did you hear about that guy suspended during the first week of school?"
"The one with black hair? No, why does it matter?"
"I heard he got disowned by his father as punishment."
"For being suspended only? That's rough."
"No, he deserved it. Didn't you hear what he did? He attacked someone just because they were a commoner."
However, it seemed that the students didn't recognize my new appearance. They continued talking even when I walked right past them.
Of course, I couldn't deny these rumors as "I" did technically do what they said, but at the same time, every time the gossip was spread, my situation got worse.
A sudden change in attitude would make people suspicious of me being a djinn, so I would have to act according to the people's expectations of me. As long as the gossip of my suspension went around, I would have to act like some pretentious spoiled brat.
Steeling myself and adjusting my attitude to cocky, I left my dorm room with my uniform on and headed towards Classroom D.
While it didn't have to be like this forever, I just had to put on the Ren act and gradually change my attitude over time instead of immediately altering it.
Unfortunately, I was put in Classroom D as that was the homeplace of the protagonist, which was a disaster waiting to happen.
Staring at the sliding door in front of me, I inhaled and got my snarky voice ready before sliding open the door.
There was only a minute left before class started, so the room was packed with students.
Hearing the door open, every student immediately directed their gaze towards me. Their silence quickly turned to murmurs as almost every student immediately began whispering something about me to their neighbor.
"Isn't that him, the disowned?"
"tsk* why do we have to get a snarky noble like him in the class?"
"Didn't he get suspended for attacking someone for no reason?"
"Doesn't he look different from the pictures...?"
Ignoring their murmurs, I glanced around the classroom before spotting the protagonist and other essential characters. Finally, I spotted an empty seat, so I sat down there.
As soon as I sat down, the classroom opened again, and the teacher entered. Silence descended upon the school once again as the teacher spoke.
"We'll start with roll call.
Liam. Here!
Kane. Present!
Alyssa Here!
Cecilia Here!
...
...
Ren.
As the other student's gazes once again locked onto me, I said.
"Here!"
In particular, I could feel one gaze staring bullets into my back. This gaze belonged to Liam.
Hey, you're the one who brought me here; why the hell are you complaining?