The classroom for this class was... For the lack of a better word Magical.
The walls were full of intricate tapestries of all kinds of beasts and a few complicated mandalas. There was a large wooden desk in the middle of the room and all the seats were surrounding it. Somehow even though the room should be a rectangle...From the inside it looked like a circle.
And in the middle of said circle was that desk, large and carved with intricate designs.
On the other hand, the student's desks were arranged in a circular pattern with each row a few inches lower than the last one. So everyone could see the teacher without the problem of someone obstructing the view.
Our protagonist took a few minutes walking around the room and somehow no matter from which angle she walked, the desk was always pointing at her. As if she was in front of it. Same with the teacher smiling knowingly at her.
As she took her seat at a random desk (With a pink being by her side) she could feel the atmosphere in the room more clearly. It was as if something was shifting in the air. She almost could feel the presence of Magic being woven in real time all around her, enchantments wovens into the very fabric of reality.
And as soon as the class began and the teacher started speaking it all calmed down, almost as if a cold bucket of water was thrown at her. The Magics she could feel in the air disappeared as if nothing, and judging by the reaction of her classmates everyone else felt the same.
"Okay, that's enough." Said the teacher, the same witch that attended their Awakening Ceremony.
And when the classroom didn't quiet down one snap of her finger brought a heavy presence that pushed almost everyone down into their desk.
Only a few people withstood without being pushed into the desks.
One was the pink being to her left that was just nonchalantly looking around wondering what was happening.
Another was a blue hair guy on the other side of the classroom. That didn't look around but acted like nothing was happening, just taking notes of...Something.
And the third was of course the most gorgeous being in this whole academy. Elizabeth Starbright.
Who by the way was wondering if it was too late to pretend to be pushed down into the desk.
"What you just felt was my Magic being infused by my [Will] and used against you all as a deterrent. The most basic of applications to [Mana Manipulation]." Said the witch, the one that Elizabeth had yet to [Identify].
And a quick row of [Identify] to her classmates and it almost confirmed her doubts.
The only ones that had resisted the [Will] of her teacher were the only ones with [Origins].
Status
Name: Micheal Shepherd
Title: The Promised Sage
Alias:
Level: 5
Health: 100%
Mana:100%
Stamina: 100%
Stress: 0%
Strength: 5
Constitution: 5
Agility: 5
Dexterity: 10
Intelligence: 32
Wisdom: 35
Charisma: 10
Status Auto allocation is active.
Magic Origin: Magic Attunement
