Shackles Of Reality

**Adam walker's POV**

After taking my seat I rest my head on the table for a little shut eye just before other students and the teacher arrive.

I felt a wave blast me, waking me up from my sleep. I raised up my head to see a bunch of eyes on me, It seems that I might have slept a little bit more than I intended.

The class was already full and the instructor had already arrived. I think I might have made a bad first impression as the instructor was giving me an especially mean glare while some cadets watched with amusement.

"It's just the first day and you are already slacking off", the instructor said with her ever present glare.

She was a tall beautiful blonde woman in her early twenties, but I knew better than to judge appearance with age.

"I apologize", I said sincerely or at least tried to.

What came out of my mouth though, was a flat emotionless voice. Though it seemed to take her attention off me and back to the class.

"Today is the first day so there won't be anything big. So let's start with introductions. My name is Evelyn Cornwell your homeroom teacher for this year and may be future years", she said introducing herself.

"Now I'll take your attendance and after that you can move to the combat class. Classes will start in full swing tomorrow", she said.

She started calling the names in descending order starting from rank 200. Soon she came to my name.

"Rank 38, Adam walker"

I answered "present" with a calm tone and hearing my voice she glared at me again. 'Seriously what is wrong with this woman, didn't I apologize?'.

"Rank 37, Adrian Peterson"

"Present".

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She went on like that until the top ten.

"Rank 10, Gabriel snow"

"Present".

A guy with snow white hair answered.

"Rank 9, Aurelia snow"

"Present".

It seems this girl and the rank 10 guy are siblings. They even have the same features, I mused.

"Rank 8, Hori Tokito"

"Present".

"Rank 7, Owen Hargreaves"

"Present"

A boy with the generic brown hair and eyes answered with a big grin. He was handsome but his features do not distinguish him in a crowd.

"Rank 6, Ashley Wellington"

"Present" a beautiful golden haired girl answered with a crisp voice.

"Rank 5, Victor Crimson"

"Present" a boy with dark hair with crimson said in a fiery tone, but no one bothered with him as everyone knew all members of the crimson family are like that and are also easily prone to anger.

"Rank 4, Damien Ashbourne"

"Present" answered a silver haired blue eyed guy with a cold voice.

"Rank 3, lily Greatwoods"

"Present" answered a green haired girl with emerald eyes. From her tone she was the bubbly type. Gosh I hate those types.

"Rank 2, Quinn Darkheart"

Present answered a boy with obsidian black hair and eyes in a quite voice.

"Rank 1, Aurora De Silva"

"Present" she answered with a tone that bordered between cold and emotionless.

"That brings us to the end of today's class. Where you have the combat class is at the top floor of this building. See you tomorrow" she said just before she stepped out.

After she went out the cadets also started moving out some in groups and some alone.

I was among the last to reach the combat class venue and behold the instructor was David Blake. The two times I've seen this man he's always shouting, may be he has klazomania.

" This is the first combat class of the special class he began with a bark. And I will be your combat teacher for the year", he bellowed.

"Seriously we have to spend the whole year with this guy as our combat instructor", the rank seven said. If I remember correctly his name was Owen and he was the one with the grin.

"Now, weapon users move to the right and pick any weapon of your choice from the weapon rack. They are all silver ranked artifacts. The rest to the left",He said.

The moment he finished speaking some moved to the rack and picked a weapon of their choice.

Most of them I recognize were from the great families or other noble clans, most probably already use a certain weapon as the moment they reached the rack they picked without hesitation.

Aurora 'lady divider' picked a beautifully carved longsword,Damien the emo dude picked a spear, Lily the bubbly girl picked bow and arrows.

I think am very good at giving nicknames hehe. Since my emotions started numbing down but I can only try to be funny on the inside.

I moved to the left and saw a vast array of weapons on the rack ranging from swords, spears daggers, bows and a bunch of other weapons and though my bloodline falls on the conceptual side, the entrance exam thought me no matter what your bloodline is, sometimes you need more than that. And I also need to learn martial arts.

I stood pondering about what weapon to pick before my eyes settled on a pitch black katana with it's equally pitch black sheath beside it.

I picked it, it felt just right in my hand from it's weight down to it's colour and sleekness in short it's aesthetics was marvelous.

I looked around and saw almost and noticed something odd like why was almost everyone holding a sword.

Thankfully I didn't pick a sword or I would be part of the generic trend and I don't want to be just another guy with a sword.

"For those of you who decided not to use weapons or learn martial arts, feeling your bloodline abilities alone are enough you never know when you will need it", said instructor Blake.

"In a fight between high rankers sometimes you need everything in and out of your arsenal to grasp victory. That's why you need to be versatile. He said this time with a surprisingly low tone. May be he's not fully a klazomaniac.

His words had a positive effect as some people from the right moved over to our side and picked weapons that felt right with them.