Enrollment day a.k.a. Transfer day.
2103. February, 19
It's mid-February of 2103, transfer students must enrol into their designated schools. My father has enrolled me into our part of the country's most prodigious school "First Academy" a.k.a. "A1 High School". The other parts of the country have their own schools that have a similar name. For example, "Second Academy" a.k.a. "A2 High School", "Third Academy" a.k.a. "A3 High School" and so on. After Destruction 7's downfall, our part of the country is known as Rank 1, while the other parts follow the same way, but instead they're different ranks. In each school, students are split in different categories and classes. You must take a test to see which category you belong in. One category for students who only focus on the use of magic through a CAD, another is for students who focus on magic through telekinesis, while another is for students who focus on magic through weapons. But, there was another category, the "Trichotomy" category in which students who are able to focus on all three categories are placed. The students who are able to be a part of the "Trichotomy" classes were special and different. This showed their capabilities in using magic much greater than others. Only six students could make it. Three girls and three boys. But I hear that the student council of the school are in a different type of "Trichotomy" category since they're all a year older than us. Their class didn't matter the amount of boys or girls, it was all random, but there had to be six students.
"Next up, Guinevere Harris!" announced the inspector for the test.
The first test had to do with controlling a CAD, the test involved using magic to break small ice pillars.
"Alright, you may begin test one."
I took a breath, closed my eyes and opened them. I started activating the "Flare" sequence, releasing scorching heat destroying the pillar.
"Great, 247 milli seconds, now test number two."
The second test had to do with controlling telekinesis, the test involved using magic to move objects as fast as you can.
"Begin."
I raised my hand and opened my hand causing the object to move at a quick speed.
"I'm impressed, 278 milli seconds, you may prepare for test three."
"No way, that is way too fast, the fastest I've seen was at least over one second!" whispered some other transfer students who were also doing the test.
The third test had to do with controlling weapons, the test involved using magic to aim at a target. Since there were many types of weapons one was able to use, it was your choice of what you used, so I chose a gun.
"Start."
I stare at the target, I aim in no time flat. Perfect aim.
"Truly impressive Miss Harris, 198 milli seconds. You have completed all three tests, please go over there to receive your results.
"Yes ma'am."
I walk to the area the inspector was pointing to. The other transfer students are still whispering about me.
"All under one second, every single one is in the milli seconds, how is that possible!? I can never beat her in a magic sequence combat."
I sit for a while, waiting for my results. The results are being told to you in person and not on a report sheet.
"Guinevere Harris, you may proceed for your results."
I stand up and walk towards the result room.
"It seems that this is the first time a transfer student is able to complete all tests with a perfect score. You have no specific category Miss Harris."
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Spectrum
FantasyIn the 22nd Century, things are much different. Technology has advanced, everything depends on power. Each person has their own unique ability. Something like magic. Magic has many different variety of spells called sequences. These sequences are co...