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"Failed?! What do you mean you failed?!" Mako exclaimed incredulously, rubbing his temples in irritation. Bright blue hues glared at the crimson haired youth sitting across from him, frustration clear as day upon his face. "How the hell does someone with your ability fail?! It doesn't make any sense?!"

Jak rubbed the back of his head, a nervous smile on his face as he laughed softly. "It wasn't like I didn't try. I gave it my all, but during the last exam I was knocked unconscious and, when I came to, I was in the medical ward of the WGC being told I had failed the final trial. Since I failed the first trial and passed the second one, I needed to gain the approval of the final examiner in order to finally become an adventurer. However, it seems I didn't have what the guy was looking for."

"Jak. EXPLAIN FURTHER!!" Mako emphasized his words, leaning across the table and over the plate of food that was in front of him. "I want every last detail out of you. From start to finish.'

"Boys, boys, relax." A buff, neatly dressed man in his late twenties to early thirties walked into the room, two more plates of food clutched in his hands. "I'm sure Jak has a reasonable explanation for why he failed. I highly doubt that after all his training, he would have failed the trials without a proper reason for doing so. So let's just sit back and eat our dinner like civilized people. Sound good?"

Mako let out a small sigh as he leaned back into his chair, a reluctant look on his face. "Very well. I'll hear you out while we eat. Will that do, Uncle Hadok?"

Hadok Shimoa gave a small nod as he set down one of the plates in front of Jak before taking a seat with the last plate, situating it in front of himself. Once the two youths on either side of him had completely quieted down, he gave a nod to the redhead, signaling for him to start. "Take it from the top Jak. Fill in the blanks for us."

Jak nodded in response before diving into the story of his own trials, beginning from where he had first made contact with the elven woman named Akino and continuing until he had woken up about six hours ago. The hardest part for him was when he had first regained consciousness, so he was a little slow on that part as he recalled as much as he could manage.
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6 Hours Ago
WGC Medical Ward
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"My apologies Jak Yanda but you have failed the third trial."

That was the first thing Jak heard when he came to. Groggy and disoriented with a head full of slush, Jak couldn't even muster up enough strength to answer the words directed at him as he stared at the ceiling. His body felt heavy, as if a mountain were pressing on his chest, preventing him from so much as twitching. Every breath felt like a huge chore and keeping his eyes open for any significant amount of time seemed like an almost impossible accomplishment, but he persisted as the young redhead fought to keep his head above the figurative pool of water.

"Move out of the way," Jak heard someone say, the sound of rapid footsteps getting louder and louder. "You useless pig!!"

"What did you just call me you fuckin sow?" An angry voice replied, one that Jak managed to identify as Ceon, the white haired man having had a distinctive, nasally tone of voice. "Know your fuckin pla---- OOF!!"

"Shut the hell up with ya crappy asshat." A female voice interrupted, one followed by the sound of a body hitting the floor. Jak barely recognized the woman as Flora, the one who had gave him a pat on the head before the second test. "You're lucky I dont break your balls for the way you talked to Akie, you fuckin cunt. The WGC may not do something to ya, but I sure as hell will! Screw professionalism!! Be here when I leave and I'll shove my foot up your anus!!"

Jak didnt hear any more from Ceon as he briefly faded in and out of consciousness, his head momentarily dipping below the water. He could hear someone talking but he failed to make out what it was until he finally resurfaced and he was able to breathe freely once again.