Light in abyss

CHAPTER ONE:ARRIVAL AND REUNION AT AMITY ACADEMY

Letter from Author

It's been quite a journey, but we've arrived at this moment. This marks my first novel, now uploaded to Wattpad. I trust it will prove as captivating and intriguing as I envisioned. Should you have any inquiries, please feel free to share them in the comments section. Additionally, a character profile sheet detailing the appearances of all characters will be available soon. Thank you all for giving "light in Abyss" a chance, enjoy.

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In Serenity's embrace, shadows and light intertwine. Amidst the grandeur, truth veiled behind mystery awaits. Within the labyrinth, welcome the unknown, for wisdom thrives in chaos' heart.

Katherine stepped through the grand gates of Amity Academy with a mixture of anticipation and anxiousness swirling in her chest. The main building towered above her, its grand spires reaching towards the heavens like the outstretched arms of a welcoming guardian. Surrounding it were lush, verdant gardens bursting with vibrant colors and exotic flora from every corner of the world.

The architecture of Amity Academy was a sight to behold, a dazzling fusion of styles and influences from cultures spanning the globe. Each tower, each turret, bore the imprint of a different civilization, from the graceful curves of Arabian domes to the intricate latticework of Chinese pavilions. It was as if the entire world had come together in harmony to create a place of learning and enlightenment. The grandeur of the academy was matched only by its diversity, reflecting the myriad cultures and traditions that converged within its walls.

As Katherine made her way across the manicured grounds towards the main building, she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. The air was alive with the hum of excitement and anticipation, a palpable energy that seemed to infuse every stone and every blade of grass. Inside the main building, Katherine found herself momentarily lost in admiration of the grand architecture that surrounded her.

It was amidst this splendor that Katherine came to an abrupt realization. A sense of unease crept over her as she scanned the unfamiliar surroundings, realizing she had lost track of her destination. The vastness of the academy seeming to stretch out before her like an endless labyrinth.

A second-year student named Benjamin caught wind of Katherine's plight and offered his assistance. Gesturing to touch her middle back, he smoothly interjected, "Mind if I help?"

Katherine glanced at him; her expression guarded at first before relenting. "I wouldn't mind assistance navigating through this grand maze of an academy," she replied, swinging her arms outwards to emphasize the enormity of the place.

"My name is Benjamin, though in the eye of the public, I'm known as one of the strongest in the Fulmyth region," Benjamin introduced himself with a grin, his demeanor exuding confidence.

Katherine suppressed a laugh, turning her gaze away momentarily. "Okay, mister strongest in the region, can you show me where the Auditorium is?"

"Right this way," Benjamin responded, placing both hands behind his neck in a casual yet confident gesture.

As they traversed the corridors, Katherine couldn't help but marvel at the various classroom signs they passed. Reading them aloud, she noted, "Advanced medicine, Survival Craft, Combat study, Psychology, Variant Studies, and The Art of Warfare. Jeez, with this many intense classes, I don't know how I am going to survive."

Benjamin chuckled heartily, his laughter echoing through the halls. "At first glance these classes may come off as intimidating but trust me when I say each class is fairly important to your growth an enforcer."

Katherine regarded him with a mix of concern and confusion. "I see no need to be learning anything about psychology and the art of war fare."

Benjamin gave her a sidelong glance. "More often than not it's the monsters we cannot see that pose the greatest threat and your fear of the unknown and unwillingness to embrace it will lead to your down fall - we have arrived."

With a slight bow, Benjamin left Katherine to find her seat in the Auditorium.

Spotting a familiar face, Katherine hurried over, greeting her friend Arman enthusiastically.

"Hey, Arman! Don't pretend like you don't see me," Katherine called out, a grin spreading across her face.

Arman set his gaze on her, a resigned expression on his face. "You know, most normal people wouldn't be calling out to someone at the top of their lungs in an auditorium."

"But I called out to you in a whispery tone," Katherine protested playfully.

Arman sighed, shaking his head. "That's not the point."

Katherine laughed, patting Arman on the back with exaggerated force. "I will say you certainly have changed physically; you've become a big boy with a lot of muscle. So, find a man yet"

Arman shot her a warning look. "Don't assume my physical change has anything to do with a man and besides I'm surprised you could tell its me."

As Katherine teased Arman, her eyes begun to glow with a golden hue. "Doesn't matter how much you change physically; I will always be able to tell by your aura."

Arman scoffed. "Oh yes... What was it called again, the prismatic peepers or the spectral specs?"

Katherine rolled her eyes. "Ugh, shut up. That was like ages ago, and besides, I renamed my power to one more fitting."

Surprised by the confidence in Katherine's voice, Arman sarcastically asks, "Then what is your ocular prowess called now?"

Katherine straightened up, adopting a more serious tone. "I call it the Aura-gazers."

"How is that any better?" Arman quipped.

Before Katherine could respond, the lights in the auditorium dimmed, and a single spotlight illuminated the stage. Katherine sensed a dense aura approaching and immediately shifted her demeanor from light-hearted to serious. Katherine notices the dead silence in the auditorium, she looks around and it seems despite the other students not being able to see and fully comprehend a person's aura they can feel its intensity.

The person who steps on the stage fades into the light and grabs the mic. With a commanding presence, he stood tall, his voice resonating with unwavering confidence as he addressed the crowd. "Greetings my fellow brothers and sisters. I am the student council president Kendrick Morte, welcome to Amity Academy."