Eram Reached his school in record time. He couldn't wait to get there. Today, would be a step to the future.
Wheezing Eram went through the front doors of his school. Eram looked around the looby only seeing
"Were is everyone?"
Mark smiled when he looked at Eram.
"Eram you're here 20 minutes early. Please take a seat. Tell me about what school you have chosen, and why."
Eram took a second to breath, falling too his knees on the floor.
"I chose… Xell."
After catching his breath he continued.
"I want to break a world record, or something. Honestly i don't really know. Maybe i just want a fun adventure."
Mark looked back seeing much of himself in the young man, no longer a child in his eyes. He looked at the wall that covered in paintings depicting a war.
' This young man is just like me.'
" When we get too Xell, You will have too make a party of yourself and four others. Make sure choose good people."
Eram looked around, then opened his mouth, however before he could talk, Mark continued.
"When I was your age, I met a boy called Paris."
He began to talk, pulling out an old photo from his pocket.
***
"Hi my name is Mark, and you are?"
"Call me Paris, I'm the strongest, we need more people. Let's get more before the administrators pick for us,"
Mark and Paris found three other kids to join up. They adventured for a long time together. Spending many years together. One day however, things turned for the worse.
Mark was screaming at Paris, who was laughing in a puddle of blood.
"Paris, what are you doing? Why are you Killing our friends?"
Paris looked over at Mark, hysterically laughing.
"It's time!"
There was a massive explosion behind mark. He looked down and saw a dagger stuck through his stomach. Mark looked up with blood drooling out of his mouth.
"Why?"
Paris quieted down to a giggle.
"Because a reasonable Demon offered me strength, enough to challenge a dragon by myself!"
Paris continued cackling. He kept tearing apart his old teammates corpse, smearing the blood on his face.
"He gave me am extremely easy, and simple deal! All I had to do was kill off all but one of by teammates, then one that I chose, would be my loyal servant."
Paris laughed even harder.
Mark looked at the sky as his eyes began to cloud over. Willpower alone was enough to jumpstart his heart. He screamed at the top of his lungs.
" Freeze!"
Everyone in the range of his voice froze, not moving an inch.
Mark quickly grabbed his beloved Tachi, named End. He cut off the head of his friend behind him, knowing he probably had no choice but to follow Paris for survival. Turning around, he could see the effects wearing off doe rather quickly.
Paris could move his eyes, but nothing else. Mark then told him in barely a whisper
" You almost killed me..."
Mark had tears streaming down his face. With one more swipe Paris died as well.
"damnit... M had to kill two fiends."
***
Mark rubbed his eyes while tears were welling up. He turned his gaze towards Eram looking at him with a deadpan expression. Lifting up the back of his shirt, he showed Eram the scar.
"I can't get it fully healed, because the dagger was special. Honestly, I was lucky I was able to be healed this much. The point of my story is to pick your friends well, don't pick people who are in it for the fame."
Eram smiled after Mark was done talking.
" With all of that being the case, why do you work over here now?"
"I know I look like I'm 25 but I'm over 90 years old. After that Paris's betrayal, I came back here and got healed. Later I was offered a job, and decided to take it. I'm now a talent scout and a teacher at Xell."
Mark looked older for a second, however that was only for a second.
Eram looked at him with a questioning gaze.
" How will I know who to team up with?"
"Honestly, you don't. Though i's sure in your case you will know who it is as soon as you see them."
As Mark finished what he was saying the door finally opened, with 3 more students coming in.
"Alright everyone take a seat and tell me what school you want to go too. I will be taking everyone there. We have 5 more minutes till everyone past that is late."
Two of the students said Celtin and one said Maglion.
"So why did both of you pick Celtin."
Mark looked at the students, one boy and one girl.
Both of them yelled at the same time.
"Money!"
The boy continued drooling at the idea.
"I want to live like the king of Groth, That country east of here, and buy whatever I want."
The Girl nodded along with the Boy.
Mark looked over at the other girl.
"So why did you choose Maglion?"
"My Brother died due too there not being enough people to dispatch, and rescue him. I want to change that for other people."
She looked sad and embarrassed.
"That's extremely noble, and if I was the talent agent that went to your class, I would have passed you immediately."
After Mark said that the little girl's eyes lit up.
10 more students walked in.
Mark continued asking everyone the same questions. Some more students barely walked in on time, while a few were late.
"Those that are late just know I will be noting that."
In total a total of 34 students showed up and passed.
Mark then led them outside to a bus that was gray on the outside, and leather seats on the inside.
'This is so cool it's even more comfortable than I imagined'
The whole class thought as they entered the bus. Since none of them had ever seen a bus, they were all playing around to get the most of it.
Within an hour they arrived at the Warp Station
Mark laughed while he looked at the kids in the back.
"Welcome to the capitol, this is the Warp Station."