Travis went into his room and opened his wardrobe, looking for his school uniform.
"Silent colors, I like this," he thought.
The school uniform comprised long, sleek black trousers, a white collared shirt paired with a red tie, and a black blazer adorned with red stripes along the edges.
He placed it on his bed, then went to his bathroom. As soon as he entered, he was met with his naked mother moisturizing her body.
"Oh, Travis! Do you want to take a shower?" she asked, pausing for a minute to inquire.
Travis stared at her beautiful body. She possessed striking beauty, with well-defined features that complemented her fit physique.
Evelyn didn't even care that he was looking at her at that moment. As his mother, what was there for her to hide from him? That's what she thought.
"Yeah," he replied, taking his clothes off.
"Alright, I'll just stand here while you take your shower. Also, I think you should start working out, dear. It'll be easier to control whatever ability you get after you awaken. That's my experience," she advised.
"I'm already working on that. Why don't we train together? I'm sure it'll be more effective with you watching over me," he suggested.
"Didn't you used to avoid spending time with your dear mother? What's different now?" she asked with a smile.
"Not necessarily, I just thought it'd be fun to work out with you, is all. It's alright if you refuse, you know."
"I never said I was refusing. Sure, let's do it. How about every afternoon when I get back from work? On weekends, we'll do it in the morning. Feel free to invite your sister if you wish."
He nodded, then walked inside the shower and turned on the water. He continued to observe his mother through the glass. She looked very arousing; in fact, if it weren't for his awakening, his cock would have already risen to the sky.
"I'll make sure to get that. I wonder if Seraphina would be mad if I did. Nah, she was always cool with me getting another wife," he thought.
He bathed thoroughly, removing all the sweat he had accumulated from his awakening. While he did so, Evelyn left the room. After several minutes, he finished.
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Time passed, and he was now dressed in his uniform. Travis got out of his room and went downstairs, meeting his little sister, who was already ready.
"You took so long, big brother. Let's go to the car, I call dibs on Bluetooth," she said.
"Sure, but I'll be connected when we come back from school," he replied, and they walked out of the house. They entered the car, with Travis sitting up front while Maya sat in the back.
Their mom entered the car and turned it on. As soon as she did, Maya connected her phone, and they began to listen to Taylor Swift, which immediately bored Travis, though he knew nothing about her.
"This is gonna be a long drive," he thought.
When they finally arrived at the academy, it looked just like a normal school, except it was much bigger in size. In fact, by estimate, it's said to be as big as a whole neighborhood.
Travis stared outside the window as many students walked in through the front gate. He took a deep breath, getting ready to go to school again.
" Also I'm not gonna pick you guys up for the week. Hope you brought your bus passes. "
"Alright. Bye, Mom," he said, but she stopped him from going out. "No kissy?"
He sighed and kissed his mom on the lips, which surprised her for a brief moment. She then turned to Maya, who had already left.
"That girl, ," she thought as she drove off. Travis stood in front of the school gate, already feeling his will draining at the thought of being at school.
He walked in through the gates and entered the school building. He remembered clearly where his class was, so he didn't have any issues. As he walked, he stumbled across a group of bullies.
They seemed familiar, but he didn't pay attention to them at all. He walked to his class and entered. As soon as he did, a duster was chucked at him.
Travis' instincts kicked in, effortlessly dodging the oncoming threat. As the danger passed, a sly voice taunted him, prompting Travis to lift his head and identify the source. "Ohhh, did Travis finally awaken?" the voice sneered.
"Or was that just a fluke?" The person now stood directly in front of Travis, a smirk stretching across their face. With a chuckle, they attempted to push him back, but Travis swiftly caught their hand.
"These humans, relentless as ever," he thought.
Travis tightened his grip, transforming his calm gaze into a cold glare that sent shivers down the person's spine.
"Don't bother me; I don't have time for such trivial matters," he asserted. Travis' hand continued to tighten around the person's arm until it broke their bones.
"Ahhhhh!! What the fuck!!" The person screamed in pain, but Travis showed no signs of letting up until a sudden punch came flying, striking him in the face and sending him stumbling back.
"My senses are so clogged due to being weak. If I were even a bit stronger, he'd have broken his hand on impact," he thought, reflecting on the encounter.
Looking up to see who had punched him, Travis observed a burly figure, muscles ripping through his shirt. The person had a grim expression, staring at him with a look that hinted at the desire to kill.
"Is this guy even 16?" Travis pondered, surprised by the apparent body structure and tall stature.
"You must have balls to think you'd swing on our underlings. If you don't want to get your arms broken get on your knees and apologize," he said with a deep tone.
Travis didn't know who the hell this guy was, but by the looks of everyone in the class, he seemed to be someone of great strength in this school.
"That's Jack the Hulk!"
"I heard he awakened the earth attribute! It grants him great strength."
"Yeah, one time I saw him crush an oak tree with his bare hands!"
"I was correct. That means he held back when he punched me. Also, from the looks of things, he's not only strong, but he has a bit of speed. How interesting," he thought.
"I refuse to kneel to anyone, not even the God of Gods," he said. 'Which used to be me.' "So if you want to fight, then I'm alright with that."
His words caused a great gasp among the people inside the class. Since he came to this school, Travis had been bullied every single day—beaten, humiliated, and even outright tortured. And of all times to speak up, he decided to do so when someone like Jack was conveniently in the class.
"Jack, let's go. Class is about to start," suddenly, the door opened, and a tall, blue-haired guy walked in, causing another shock.
"It's Kyle the Force!"
"What is he doing here? Isn't he a second-year?"
"He is, and a strong one to boot. It's said that he can rival most of the Big Six."
"Man, what's up with these cringe names? He's another interesting character. Hope he's as good as they say. Wait, I'm weak. I shouldn't even be getting into fights," Travis thought.
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TO BE CONTINUED