In a place where light cannot escape, a low voice drifts through the air, smooth and eerily calm.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to make things difficult.
It's not about you. At least not yet."
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The higher-tier trainees are training in the grounds. Then, a girl with a blue hair raised her hand. With a fluid motion, shimmering swan of energy forms in the air. It flaps its wings as if it were a reflection of a lake.
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Profile
Name: Yzette Valtier
Age: 19
Height: 154cm
Weight: 48kg
Tier: High
Skill: Advanced
Host: Cygnet
Titles:
Feathered Warden
Heir of the Valtier
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"Seriously? Cygnet is still alive?" I blinked twice.
I watched Yzette continue her training. Somehow, it feels… odd. I feel odd.
"This body doesn't have an ounce of power and she's out there making birds with hers."
I crossed my arms and sulk. Then I glance over at Exian, standing quietly at the edge of the training grounds, his presence serene and commanding. A flash of memory hits me – the rose.
Damn get out of my head dude. You ain't living free rent.
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[It seems the rose left quite an impression. Why don't you start training too? Maybe your powers would bloom as beautifully as that rose.]
"You don't get it. This body is weak. It has no power."
[It's not bad to dream big, right? What if you do have one.]
"Haha… what a delulu mind – "
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"Iris!" my mentor called out. "Where are you? I've been looking all over for you."
I turned around and saw my mentor. He's clearly not pleased but his tone softens slightly as he approaches. "Why are you here? The others are busy doing their work. You can't afford to slack off just because you're a low tier. Do you want to be a follower of the moon God?"
Follow him? Nah bro "Sir I don't – "
"Then focus and clean the temple. Show that you're dedicated." He stated.
…
BRO YOU DIDN'T LET ME FINISH
I forced a smile and nodded. Heading to the temple to clean.
This is pure torture what the heck
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As I make my way into the main hall, I looked at the towering pillars. I sighed and grabbed the cleaning supplies, grumbling under my breath.
Gosh I hate cleaning… I hate this world.
Why did I even write this novel?
I scrub the pillar, and as I did, it reminded me that I was stuck in this situation.
I miss home.
As I continue, I accidentally shift my weight too much. Before I know it, I lost balance.
Great. Just great.
I closed my eyes, ready for the pain. But before I hit the floor, a strange almost tangible force surrounds me. I opened my eyes and I was lying flat on the ground, unharmed.
I look around, confused, shock and so do everyone else.
"What the…"