Today is a bad day!
That's what I summarised after all!
── After the lessons were over.
The campus and corridors, which were noisy with conversations after school, were also sparse.
One by one, the gathered groups of students left, leaving behind an empty classroom with a board full of lectures on magic.
We, the rest of the class assigned for the day, prepare for the final task of eliminating them...
"Wait, why are 'we' ? Obviously I'm the only one who's done everything from the beginning until now."
This thought ... silenced me - some time later.
"Obviously so"
I had to do this job alone from the start.
My shirt was drenched in sweat and smelled horrible, not to mention the amount of dirt on my palms and face.
I was smeared like a gardener working with mud in the rain. The white skin I am proud to have inherited from my mother has turned dark.
I feel like a rat, wet, smelly and dirty.
No one would want to come into contact with me now, not even Charlotte!
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"Hah" I don't know how many times I sighed when I looked back at this room.
The empty classroom in front of me seemed like a closed, solitary confinement with no contact from the outside. I, the poor prisoner, must be locked inside to suffer the punishment of my ignorance and stupidity.
Apart from the tables and chairs, which I had neatly arranged, there was only a silent space... and those "holy" faces.
Why do I remember them when their faith in me has completely collapsed?
They are really liars, evil devils with the faces of angels...
"Anos-kun, we'll be gone for a while" they laughed kindly.
"Temporarily... You are on duty !"
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The rest of the work I had to do is wipe the board and then I can go home...
Going home and going through a terrible ordeal with that teacher's punishment assignment, if for some reason I can't finish it...
"Uh"
The assassin's gaze... will turn to action. And blood, flesh...
"No... what am I thinking?" My heart just pounded.
The fear of "death" overwhelmed me and I didn't dare to think about it anymore.
I told myself at that time that working silence was a necessity!
As I approached the board, my legs suddenly shrank and I lost momentum. A painful fall? Fortunately not, my hand caught the edge of the board and kept my body upright.
"Clack clack"
The surface of the board was just slightly off, and another faint blue-grey colour appeared.
It wasn't a wall, so what was it?
"Oh my God!" I realised my mistake - this board wasn't as small as the ones I'd encountered before.
It was actually a huge magic board, about the width of a classroom, and behind it were three other overlapping sides.
I want to .. scream now!
With my exhausted strength, one side of the board was already a challenge, yet...!
My hands are tired, my knuckles scream ! Are they struggling to protect themselves from the torture to come?
I squinted at a long sheet of recipe that had just fallen out between the two slits of the board. It... It said I had to use a special kind of water if I wanted to clean this board? Is it joking?
I tried to wipe it down with the prepared white water, but the words on the board didn't disappear.
I'm too tired to shout, isn't there anything normal here?
Does this magical world have to exaggerate everything?
It's a question I can't answer myself...
...I complain about this kind of nonsense.
Instead of getting angry, maybe I should concentrate on making it - the water that combines different kinds of magical elements.
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I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure, but it didn't seem to work. The depression and sluggishness remained as I moved towards the cupboard in the corner of the room.
My first impression was of thick, old cobwebs with empty, dust-filled insect carcasses inside.
This cupboard must have been untouched for a long time.
"Kh.."
"It's terrible!"
I coughed incessantly, like a sick person with lung disease, as I opened the creaking door, a pile of powder that had been scattered on the rotten cupboard had spilled out.
The air was thick with a combination of dust and dust and powder, so thick in fact that it was impossible to breathe at the moment.
The uniform I was wearing was the only one, and now it too was clinging to the golden colour of this powder. It intensified the already terrible sour smell and added slimy bands of horror.
I wonder how many washes it will take to get rid of this slimy thing, or will all my plans for this expensive shirt go up in smoke!
I used to think I could do it all myself, but this time I felt helpless...
"Why are there such careless people..."
I was angry because, apart from the shirt, there was only a small lump of magic powder, hard as a rock, left in the cupboard. Perhaps because it was not wrapped, the inside was soaked with moisture from the outside.
Now it's good, in addition to cleaning the board, I was also rewarded with cleaning and smashing this miserable rock...
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I don't know exactly how long it took me to crush the magic powder, but in the end the liquid water, which had a terribly pungent smell, was ready.
"So half the work is done"
I found myself muttering to myself, for a long time with the listener was the darkness in the space.
"How much time do I spend for this?" I shook my head, "Hah.."
Even though it wasn't the first time I'd seen a lecture on magic with so many words like that, I was still stunned.
My hands were shaking, it was stiff, as if protesting against what I was about to do.
"Come on, my hand"
A really stupid consolation.
And I had dipped my poor hand into this slimy liquid.
It was cold, itches and burns between the nails.
Miserable ! It's really miserable !
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"Boom"
"Dang"
The sudden sound made me almost spill the cloudy liquid.
After the terrible sound, the room suddenly went dark.
Instinctively, I looked towards the only remaining light in the room, where the windows were shaking.
The blue midday sky had become very dark and dark clouds were gathering.
They 'danced' in the sky, arranged in all kinds of bizarre shapes.
A slight headache and something flashed in front of my eyes...
Where had I seen that thing?
I could hardly imagine it.
A tangled mass of white strings kept appearing in my mind like a joke.
"Boom" - Suddenly there was a bright flash and a loud explosion sound.
Then I realised that the sound I had just heard was thunder, followed by a storm.
"Rain... It's raining really hard!"
Frantic drops of water began to shoot at the windows, then tens of thousands of powerful water arrows...
They crushed everything, just like 'SHE' crushed my whole family.
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I wondered why I had been staring at the scene outside for so long in such a heavy rain - perhaps it was a rare heavy rain ?
It must have been that, since my mother and I moved to a small village near the desert.
Desert, rain?
I suddenly felt dry and my mind was choked.
The normal sound of rain I heard began to turn into the shrill scraping of metal.
My breathing rate increased to terrifying levels.
My eyes began to burn red and hurt, my vision gradually blurred...
Am I sober or not? The surroundings of the classroom look really strange now...
Rows of green trees with roots stretched across the tabletop, and the grass grew at a dizzying rate.
Soon it became a lush and peaceful steppe, with all kinds of flowers and grasses.
A cool breeze blew, and I could actually feel it.
"Wait, what just happened?"
As a dark shadow passed, the scene instantly turned to desolation, with withered woods, blood and dead animals strewn about.
It was then that I...
A flood of memories... poured from the depths of my mind.
It made me grimace and clutch my head.
"The witch in the Old Forest"
'SHE'
A boy, weakly convulsing, his body covered in scratches, his face lifeless, suddenly appeared next to me.
Chains appearing to replace the boy's blood vessels, intertwining and connecting the boy's heart with a black evil aura.
When I looked at it, I was stunned.
This... Is this the Black Sword?
Even though it was very strange at the moment and emitted a black aura, it was true.
After another terrible headache of mine, the sword split into a blood-red liquid that moved as if there was a living creature inside.
They were mad, liked animals that have been starving for a long time, seeking out the carcasses around them and devouring them.
Some crawled up and stuck their sharp ends in my legs...
There was a muffled scream as they covered every inch of the poor boy and forced themselves inside him.
Dark veins began to appear under my skin as well.
They moved, trying to crawl along the upper part of the boy's body.
The scene and the smell made me feel sick.
The boy's skin was decaying and crumbling, eventually turning a charcoal black.
"What is that?"
I gasped in fear as I saw the branches that had just pierced the boy's eye sockets and the top of his head, rising at an unimaginable speed.
At that moment...
"Oh my God... It hurts too much."
"It hurts too much"
"What kind of terrible pain is this?"
Suddenly something drilled into my head, I could hear a sizzling inside.
I quickly lost my bearings and collapsed.
My dry throat vomited a pool of blood and my left eye lost its sight and turned black.
The heavier the rain outside, the worse my pain and screams became.
Really, the room was like a ghostly hell now, with the sound of flesh being torn mercilessly, screams of pain without end...
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