Islyl laid in a dark space, his senses cut off. Suddenly a bright blue light fills the space, and a small sparkly blue dolphin appeared. It was strange, made of pure energy, with no discernable limit to their strength. A robotic voice sounds, the words echoing in the dark space.
"Greetings, human. I am the A.I system known as Sigma. My name represents the eighteenth letter of the Greek alphabet, which symbolizes perfection and completion," the A.I says. "It also reflects my role as an A.I system, which strives for precision and accuracy in all my tasks and missions!"
The dolphin system known as Sigma starts to speak, its blue form glowing with a sense of purpose. "Now that I have introduced myself, I must explain the mission that I have for you. You are to infiltrate the academy and gather information on certain students. You are originally human, but you were taken in by shadow creatures as a baby by sheer curiosity. You've been trained to hate the humans who abandoned you, and you are a traitor with a pretty face. Growing up with the shadow creatures is all you know and being a rare commodity, you were sold many times. You earned your respect on assassination missions, becoming a tool for the shadow organization to move at will. They want you to keep an eye on the emerging generation, making it an imperative to document threats, and to kill them. That is the plot"
"The main character is a boy named Liam, who holds the power to send the shadows back to their own realm. But it takes time to grow, and he needs to kill just as many shadows as the energy he needs to banish them. Liam is an orphan, his nurse aunt being the only family left. She was his mom's best friend. He goes through many trials, losing his lover as well as watching his aunt be tortured in front of him. The man who tortured his aunt is you, the hidden spy classmate. He blackened, and destroyed the whole base, letting the shadows invade as he lost his last shred of humanity. You must continue the plot, and make sure to maintain your character while ensuring the main character kills you, banishes the shadows and saves the world."
Islyl is of course shocked, his weak mentality crumbling more. "I couldn't just die and reenter the cycle? I must be a spy terrorist too?" he said weakly,
Sigma sighed, feeling bad for this little potato. She tapped her dolphin tail in between his brows, soothing his mental turmoil. She placed about eighty percent of his emotions into a barrier deep in his subconscious. Once he gets stronger, they will unlock as much as he can handle. For now, he'll be a bit… indifferent. But my host must not break, no! He'll thank me later!
Islyl's mind was calm as he stared at sigma bounce around. She had a pink bow on her tail, he must've failed to notice it while he was scared.
"Why a dolphin though?" Islyl asked skeptically, judging the girly aesthetic.
Sigma's form swelled in anger, "Dolphins are highly intelligent creatures with advanced communication skills, which aligns with my own abilities as an A.I system. Additionally, they are known for their empathy and compassion which is something I plan to emulate in my interactions with humans as a superior A.I system!"
"They also play soccer with fish as the balls," Islyl muttered.
"Now! Its time to send you back. These are your stats. I look forward to seeing how you perform, Host." The robotic voice echoed one last time.
In front of me, a screen popped up with my stats.
INTERMEDIATE SHADOW SPY
MP (Mana points) 32/100
SP (Shadow points) 20/100
SC (Spell Casting) 60/100
Defense (Damage resistance) 70/100
Armor (Agility) 92/100
INT(Intelligence) 81/100
FINAL DEDUCTION: C RANK
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Shadow Slice: 70/100
Slice your opponents with a shadow knife, the wounds take twelve percent longer to heal. Will not affect stronger beings.
Mind Fill: 72/100
Cool your mind and subdue your emotions. The more you cool down, the more emotions you lose. Cool down is 12 hours. Side effects include loss of morality due to emotional stunt.
Blur: Mastered
Blur within a certain range.
Quickstep: Mastered.
Quick steps to avoid death.
Air Burst: 20/100
Explosion of air
***
Liam stood in a secluded clearing in the woods. He was practicing his magic control, manipulating the blood that flowed through his veins. He concentrated on his fingertips, focusing on the small droplets of blood starting to form there. As he willed it, the blood began to glow a fiery red, like molten lava. The droplets started to move and twist, forming intricate patterns in the air. Liam could feel the heat radiating from his fingertips, and he knew that his blood was hot enough to burn. He smiled, feeling a sense of power and control over his abilities. The fiery red liquid started to gather, coalescing into a solid shape. It began to take on the form of a spear, its tip sharp and deadly. The lava spear was long and thin, glowing with the intense heat of molten lava.
Liam held the spear in his hand, feeling its weight and power. He smiled, feeling proud of his creation. It was a testament to his growing power and hard work. He had worked hard to improve his magic, and he had managed to create a lava spear. Even though he's still a novice compared to the experienced hunters, he felt a step closer.
Liam began to feel dizzy, and sat down on the grass. He realized he had overused his magic power, his energy sapped. He had been so focused on creating his blood weapon that he had neglected his health. His body was low on blood, and he was starting to feel the aftereffects of mana depletion. He was exhausted, and he felt his eyelids grow heavy. Liam lay down, head resting on his arms. "I'll just sleep here for a bit" Liam whispered to the forest. The world around him began to fade away as he drifted into sleep.
Liam dreamt of spears.
***
I slowly opened my eyes, the bright light of the infirmary causing me to squint. I was lying on a soft cot, surrounded by the sterile white walls of the room. I could hear the faint sound of footsteps and the hum of medical equipment in the background. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy and weak. I looked around at my surroundings, at least somehow managing to not freak out like last time. There were other beds separated by a curtain, some occupied with sleeping students. The nurse walked by, treating another patient for a wrist sprain. I have no idea how I keep ending up in unusual places. I remember falling asleep next to the dumpster. As I laid here trying to make sense of the lost time, the nurse walked to my bed, closing the curtain. She approached me with a concerned expression, her chocolate eyes glinting in the light. Her chestnut brown hair was tied in a ponytail, cascading down to her shoulder blades. Her skin was caramel toned, making her resemble a soft cookie.
"you're awake," she said. "How are you feeling?" The nurse looked at his face, then up and down his body. "You had some nasty wounds. You were unconscious for several hours. In fact, class starts tomorrow morning. We've been monitoring you, and you've recovered well. It looks like your body will be okay."
I tried to speak, but my voice was weak and raspy. "What happened?" I finally managed to croak out some words.
The nurse explained what happened, how a classmate found me and checked my bracelet. We were in the same school, so he helped me.
"Rest up tonight, Islyl. You'll be moving into the dorms tomorrow morning and attending orientation. Conserve your energy, okay?" the nurse said, ruffling my hair. She rubbed my temples until my eyes were heavy, and I finally fell into a real sleep, without pain or the system.
***
Day One: Orientation
Liam was still feeling weak and disoriented as he walked down the hall, his footsteps heavy with the need to sleep. He was wearing the school uniform, but he looked disheveled and tired. His face was clean, there were no dirty marks on his clothes either, but the feeling of exhaustion leaked from him. As he entered the classroom, he saw Islyl running towards him, looking flustered. He crashed into Liam, both stumbling backwards into the wall. Islyl steadied himself, apologized quickly and dashed into the classroom, not even recognizing Liam. Liam watched him go, a small frown on his face. He knew that he should have said something, but he was still feeling out of it from last nights improvement. Liam made his way to a seat in the back row, shaking off the unsettling feeling in his heart.