As usual Dean arrived first followed by Aziza. Immediately Dean and Aziza entered the room and shut the door. Out of nowhere Madison came out, and pounced on Dean grabbing her collar, and shouting.
"Your corner is making the whole room look disarranged".
Dean turned to Aziza and spoke. "She is meant to clean the room; we made a bet". Aziza just turned around, and went to her bed. She looked around the room and noticed it is not that bad. It had wooden tiles, and white painting which was very expensive. normally only nobles could afford it and they always like to rub it in the face of the rest of the masses. The beds were aligned in a straight line with each person possessing a wardrobe beside them, and the beds are mounted on a wooden frame.
Aziza leaned on the wall of her bed, hugged her knee and thought. 'To be honest I feed and look better than I did when I was with mama, but I still miss her'.
Madison paused and looked at Aziza. "Are you okay"
Aziza cleaned her tears and looked up at Maddy and spoke. "Am okay". Maddy and Dean walked closer to her and Dean said. "You're not okay, talk to me". And they both sat down on Azizas bed.
"I miss my mother, and I promise those villagers that the same flame they used to burn my mother, I will use it and burn them all". Aziza said as she staired at the air angrily.
"I understand where you're coming from, because my both parents died by a flame, a flame that I started. I look at myself every day and wonder why the flames did not burn me, after all I started it, but my parents still chose to save me". Dean said as tears rolled down her eyes.
Madison was not sure what to do so she just grabbed their hands and hugged them. "It is okay, there is no need to cry over something that has already happened. Let's dress up for class". She stood up and tried to help the both of them up.
"Oh, and Aziza this time you can wear my spare uniform". Maddy said.
"Thanks a lot". Aziza said.
They all decided to dress up. They wore a long sleeve shirt with a dark brown trouser that has a lot of pockets on it.
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A light skinned woman, slim, tall, with red hair and pale in complexion stood at the front of the class with a book in her hand and a white chalk in her other hand and spoke. "Good day class, I am going to be your geography teacher from now on, and todays topic is the geography of the world. As we all know we live in a world called Eretria. The world is divided into four, which are the human continent, The demon continent which is made out of only demons but the strongest type of demons are pure blooded demons also known as Royal blooded demons. One of their main features are their white hair". All of them turned their eyes to Aziza, and Aziza felt so shy that she just had to put her head on the table. "Demons might have white hair, but some humans also possess white hair due to some disorder or something, but no one knows the exact cause".
Eric raised up his hand and spoke. "What about if all of them with white hair are just demons in disguise". Aziza looked scared and immediately wanted to run away, but Aaron grabbed her hand and tried to calm her down.
"Bro, will you shut up, she's shaking over here". Aaron said.
The teacher just said. "Quite down you all and let us resume the class. So, as I was saying, we have the witches' continent which has the witches as the strongest followed by the sorcerers, fae, then the fairies and lastly the ruin masters. The is a big misconception among people is that the Royal blood are the strongest, but that is wrong. Any witch can become the most powerful regardless of your background. Last but not the least the beast men continent. The most powerful type of creatures are the Dragons followed by the Lycans, and so many more. I will go into all this later but for now let me focus on our continent".
The classes continued like usual, we had classes went for breakfast. Now it was time for our first fight.
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Everyone gathers around and a man from the middle of the arena spoke "Welcome to the fight arena".
"Oh my God I am so excited about this". Dean said and began smiling, But Aziza was not finding it funny at all.
"I don't want to fight". Aziza said and started walking away. Dean held her hand and spoke. "you're so not backing out, show them what you got"
A light skinned man, tall, slim, with long hair reaching his neck with blue eyes, wearing an all-black uniform similar to theirs stood at the middle of the arena and spoke. "I am not your instructor for today but your senior and I will be monitoring you for your first combat. I am aware that most of you can't fight professionally, but this is just an assessment so don't take it too seriously. So shall we begin".
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