When he laid down on his soft looking bed, he was met with a sharp pain, then a dull aching one after, he got up rubbing his back. He threw down the covers and was met with a book the last kid there probably forgot or left on purpose, the book title was [route to divinity on the anarchist chronology], hm, weird, that was the second time he heard the word anarchist. He picked the book up, sat down and opened it. Though it looked alright on the outside the pages were ripped and paint was splattered over the pages. Someone obviously was hiding something, he still caught a few sentences that went something like: going crazy is common for all beatifics, there is no way to stop it. Once it starts, they are already gone. And something else he couldn't make head or tail of. Speaking of which, even though he was born in America and spoke English, he had absolutely no idea what beatifics meant. He was going to grab for his phone then realized they didn't have them in this era, that right now he was in a steampunk kinda Holocene era. Goddamn it! So he grabbed a dictionary then headed to the words starting with b. After searching for about 10 minutes, occasionally skipping whole pages because he was too lazy to read them all, he found that beatific literally means "almost Divine", was this some sort of joke on him? To him there was no such thing as divine beings or gods or anything! He believed you were born to die, and nothing could change, stop. Not even modern medicine, he didn't believe in "purposes of life" there was no such thing! Call him a nihilist if you will, but if gods truly did exist why did they put him through such torture? Why is world hunger still a thing? Why do wars still exist? Thinking like that immediately threw him into a fit of rage, he just couldn't quite understand how people could still have faith in "gods" who put them through torture and take their most beloved pets and people away! After flying into a fit of rage, he decided to throw the book off his bed and sleep.
When he woke up in the morning, he was feeling very well-rested and energized! "Maybe that's the power of actually showering and getting a good night's sleep that's not in a place where mold is growing and you might get a lung disease! He didn't have any other clothes other than that robe they gave him, so he wore his old clothes that they must have washed the night before, they smelled clean and the seams were sewed back on, although they had been washed they still retained a bit of a smell to them, but nothing too serious, but they did leave him a new pair of black dress shoes made out of dyed alligator skin. How very fancy! He put on the shoes with a lot of care, not even in his past life when he wasn't living in extreme poverty this was considered a luxury! Though it didn't quite go with the things he was already wearing.. well regardless he needed to head to the colosseum for the announcement. He ran from the main building to the other building that was smaller and circular next to it, it didn't look right inside of all of this greenery and forestry, but now wasn't the time to criticize where they put the school. But gosh he just couldn't help but want to grab whoever built this building here by the neck. He ran to the colosseum with the other hundreds of kids in various different clothing. Though on the streets the women often wore very puffy and large skirts, here the women wore the same thing as the men, here the women were allowed to wear pants. When he reached the colosseum most of everyone was sitting down or having an idle chit-chat next to the door, waiting for the announcement to commence. The second he sat down a man with a rather tired and unhealthy appearance stepped onto the stage. He had very dark eye bags and moles that looked malignant on his face. Probably signs of skin cancer. But unfortunately he was just a student and couldn't say anything about it. At most they would question how and why he knew anything about medicine. After about five minutes after the guy stepped onto the stage, he cleared his throat and spoke loudly, addressing the whole school. "Welcome doctors, nurses, surgeons, students and whatnot, today we shall announce the scores of the entrance exam. Depending on your score you will either get in or go home. No hard feelings..." He let out a chuckle after that statement "let the announcement commence." He started announcing names and making everyone give a big round of applause when they got on the stage. "Ivan malencine! Akaiden moloch! Belladonna gore!" They were already pretty far down the line. Their scores were actually really good by Sunni's standards at least. 70% for belladonna, 90% for Akaiden, and 75% for Ivan, he silently questioned how they were supposed to know how to act like a doctor or know certain medical procedures before they even got to med school, realizing that in schools they had anatomy classes and whatnot, which was why there were basically no commoners and how they knew certain things. He finally got called up after waiting for what seemed like forever "Orion!" He only called out for Orion because as a commoner he didn't have the luxury of a last name. Very unfortunate, but when and if he becomes influential he can pay to have a last name. When Sunni got to the stage, he was awarded with a giant round of applause, then the shouting out of his test scores. He got an 88%, that was pretty good to him. He was surprised because he only chose A on most answers because..well..that was the answer. But due to self doubt he changed some of his answers last minute because he couldn't understand how almost all the answers to the questions were A. Maybe this was also a test of self trust..regardless of that, he got a pretty good score and got inside of the school. The dorms were huge and the treatment was amazing. He couldn't help but wonder why life couldn't always be that easy. They had this strange tradition, they had guest chairs that were clearly distinct from the students chairs. When you first take the exam, you're seated on the guest chairs. Then after you do get in, you move up a row to the student seats. It strangely made sense but didn't at the same time, because they had a similar tradition in his highschool. Very intriguing right there. After the ceremony, those who didn't make it in the school made a beeline for home. Those who did make it got escorted to a waiting room, waiting to get measurements taken for the school uniforms, they usually get to the school a day later, at least that's what the principal said. But he had his doubts about that. When he got to the fitting room a seamstress came in with a tape measure, first she wrapped it around his waist, then his chest, then his glutes and crotch, then his thighs. It was highly uncomfortable to be measured, but he understood they had to do it to give him some kind of comfort while wearing the school uniform, which was ultimately just scrubs. But here they didn't call them that. They called them ensembles, which also made sense.