Chasing Elysian

39. Uncanny Suspect

Rosanna's P. O. V:

Exiting the interface for skills, I clicked on HQ message and the reality is, GCA are a bunch creeps with abilities.

<HQ Message²

1. Mission: Improve three talents to level three progress.

Duration: One month after the start of the Institution.

Penalty: Negative buff 50% off all stats.

2. Room Number: 406, Seton Hall. Be sure to check in before the start of your classes.

3. (NEW!) Congratulations Miss. Graymond! Keep it up and build your bond with Kairos. Don't let your target create variations ♡

4. (NEW!) Congratulations Miss. Graymond! Continue to increase your talents and unlock new skills. Hoping you like our gifted skill; 'Psychosis'. It's helped you against a demon before. Put some practice in and ward off the hoard coming in a few weeks.

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What variation could Kairos create? Can't they be more specific? Oh, so he isn't exactly the variation but will cause a variation? Why are they confusing me? Can't they give one answer?

And hoard? What hoard, what does that- mother! The demon hoard! Level three demons! Oh my freaking pink bubblegums!

I sat upright on the bed then got off the comfort of the soft foam, pacing around the room and almost pulling my hair out in the process.

"Ohmyword, I don't know the exact timeline! When was it? When was it?? Argh! What should I do? Where should I hide? Fight? No, obviously no. Level three demons! "

I almost cried at the incoming death event that took cannon fodders like me into lalaland. How it slipped my mind a demon siege was incoming is totally abnormal.

But I guess I've been too 'busy' sorting out my relationship status with Kairos and thinking of how to preserve my life, forgetting another threat that could kill me before my mental anguish and Kairos' black claws.

I picked up my phone from the bed and began typing on my notepad, thinking of a plan to avoid the demon hoard. Time passed by while I brainstormed, ideas forming and getting eliminated after myriads of mind scenarios. It was a hectic session but a necessary action.

And I accepted the reality that fighting would be a skill to acquire regardless of what my plan was. I wasn't completely defenseless to be honest, but I am a kid wielding a sword.

I stared at the time on my phone and knew in a few minutes, it would be the start of my next class: Elem Universal Language. So without much delay and mulling over life's many tragedies, I prepared for my class session which had a better chance of helping me survive, than me being depressed and creating useless ideas.

I took my bag and wore my converse shoes, walking outside of my room in haste. Then I locked the door and fast walked towards the exit of the hall. Becoming slightly familiar and at ease with the oddity of a teleportation portal.

Walking down the stairs, I encountered Karissa sitting alone in the lounge and typing away at her phone. She looked up at me with a smile, unsurprised at my presence.