The sun was slowly rising in the east, heralding the start of a new day. The weather would be warm, like usual in the Land of Departure. As the sunlight gradually tinted the world in yellow and orange tones, the castle started coming to life. Master Irakois had been awake for about an hour now, preparing the training room for the upcoming lesson. Although he was in his late fifties, the old master had the energy of a twenty-year-old. His life revolved around teaching everything there was to know about using a keyblade, as well as magic and other fighting techniques. Irakois had a warm aura to him, and he took care of his students like a grandpa would of his grandsons and -daughters. However, when the lesson started he was all about discipline and seriousness. The world had been enjoying a long time of peace and balance, but the old master knew that, where there is light, shadows will eventually be cast as well. It was his mission to prepare the next generation of Keyblade weilders, and by extension, the protectors of the worlds and light itself.

The students were expected to get up by themselves, tidy up their beds and rooms, get breakfast and be ready for class on time. He looked at the clock, it was still 7am. After he finished preparing the props, master Irakois sat down, and treated himself to a warm cup of black tea.

Each of the students has his own room. They are very simple, consisting of a bed, a table, some cabinets, and whatever the students brought with them. There is a bathroom for girls and one for boys. The kitched is fully stocked with everything you might want to eat, everyone prepares their own breakfast, lunch and dinner are taken care of by Irakois himself.

It's around 7am and your characters are slowly getting up. Class starts at 8.30 sharp, don't be late!

The sun rising over the Land of Departure had done more than breathe warmth across the landscape.

Standing atop a slim, brown staff was a young girl. She balanced herself at the very top with just her right foot, the left had curled back just behind her, and the knee itself was pointed towards the ground below. She drew in deep breaths, silently filling her lungs and letting the fresh air keep her renewed and steady. In her hands she held a white teacup half-full of soy milk, handling it with care despite her position of rest. The light could be felt drifting across the grounds and coming towards her. Her eyes may have been shut to the first sight of the morning light, but she had felt it bless her body with its gaze nonetheless.

Lin smiled to herself, opening her eyes and looking eastward to the sun. “Good morning,” she said, closing her eyes again. The energy it bestowed her was giving her strength to face today. Training would begin in another hour; she would learn from her new master—one of many she hoped to meet—and be able to make friends with her fellow peers.

Despite her stillness, Lin’s confidence had wavered prior to the sun’s greeting. Mounting her staff and meditating on the positive side of things had allowed her to face the sun with strength rather than doubt. Her thanks couldn’t be expressed with words in any tongue she knew. “Are you ready for today, as I am?” she asked the sun, which only responded by continuing to shine its light upon her. She would take that as a yes.

Taking a sip from her cup, Lin crouched lower on the staff that held her. She jumped and switched feet, landing on its unmoving tip and bending her now freed right foot backward. The cup of milk had been shaken, yet not a drop escaped its container. Perfect balance.

“Han, I hope you are seeing a sunrise as beautiful as this.” Lin took another sip from her cup. Nostalgia threatened her to quit, to pack it all up and go to the home she missed—to the China that she loved so dearly. It was too soon for that. At the very least she wanted to be able to return home with a story to tell. Master Irakois could make so much possible for her. What she needed now was more patience… and another sip of her milk.

So begins her chapter.

Axues stirred as a beam of morning light pierced through the window's simple curtain. The sun had just begun to rise, but for Axeus, that single ray was as good an alarm clock as any. He quickly brought himself to a sitting position. He began his morning like he always did- several deep breaths, followed by immediately getting onto the floor- several sets of push ups, sit ups, and jumping jacks. Just a quick wake up routine, but for Axeus, it signified that no matter what the time of day, no matter where he was, he was always training. Always bettering himself. Always searching for strength.

After the quick work out, he continued with some light stretches before finally leaving his cozy room. Irakois insisted they keep their rooms clean. This was a menial task for Axeus, partly because he was overly tidy anyway, and partly because he didn't own enough to even get his room dirty in the first place. Axeus descended a flight of stone stairs and found the communal male bathroom, where he'd shower and take care of his daily hygiene. He dried himself off and put on his clothes for the day. He was given a simple training outfit by the Master. It consisted of an undecorated, loose t-shirt and shorts. Not at all his style, but good enough as anything for working out. He sighed and resigned himself to the bleak clothes. After all, he hadn't come here to impress anyone with his fashion. He had to keep his eye on the goal.

Once he was nice and clean, Axeus went down to the kitchen and prepared his breakfast. Today he decided on eggs, bacon, toast, and some light fruit. He wanted something well rounded, but also high in protein. He had a feeling he would need it today. He prepared and ate his food very quickly. If there was anyone else in the kitchen area, he didn't notice them: socialization was very low on his list of priorities.

Finally, Axeus headed to the training room. He arrived there around 8 am, half an hour before class started. He entered and gave a short bow.

"Good morning, Master."

Felix layed snoozing away in bed despite the sun starting to rise perhaps dreaming of his life before coming to the Land of Departure when suddenly he could feel a small rough tongue licking his face this was a fox that felt like following him from his home to his new home. Felix quickly befriended it and it hasn't left his side since he got here.

Felix soon awoke to the foxes unrelenting licks.

Hey what'd you do that for that was a good dream...

Felix then realized it was morning and quickly got ready then rushed to go have breakfast his fox following him quickly Felix noticed someone else in the kitchen Felix thinks the guys name was Axues so Felix said Hi though seemed he was ignored...So Felix grabbed some bread and an apple and tossed some bread to the little fox. Then he checked the time he still had another hour so he decided he'd go outside to see if anyone else was out. He quickly noticed Lin and decided to say hello.

umm...your Lin right? Hello.

Lin’s closed eyes and turned back had done nothing to dim her senses. Without her vision she could hear the careless patter of feet drawing closer to her. The muscles that held her up so perfectly had tensed, causing her face to grow warm with concern. She didn’t recognize the voice. It had to have been another student, come to pursue knowledge as she did. While his intentions were simply to greet her in the dawn’s light, his voice had caused her serenity to waver. As a result, Lin could feel her concentration of the world around her slip; the warmth of the sun still bathed her, the wind continually offered a gentle breeze, and the sounds of her breathing were ceaseless. However, these beautiful senses, the sounds and emotions that they invoked within her, could no longer be maintained.

Her eyes opened, peering down at the now-empty teacup in hand, dwelling on what just occurred and evaluating it in her mind. His intentions were good. He had seen someone and offered a greeting. This was something she did not fault him for. However, the boy had been so focused on what he could gain from the interaction that he was unable to see what she, on the other hand, could lose. The place she was pulled from was a place she could return to. His eyes were not trained to read every line on the parchment before him. She could change that.

Using a modicum of her strength, Lin had jumped from her staff and landed just beside it, grasping at its center with her left hand and lifting it from the ground. She turned to get her first look at the arrival, but her attention was quickly stolen by the furry companion beside him. Her eyes lit up with interest only to be immediately returned to the boy just in front of her. The heat in her face intensified upon realizing her error.

“Sorry about that,” With her hands occupied, Lin had done the next best thing. She inclined her head towards him as an alternative to a firm handshake. Surely the custom of bowing as a greeting was not so foreign. “Good morning to you. I was in the middle of meditating when you first spoke. It gives me time to reflect on the present. Please forgive my rudeness.”

Lin’s eye contact did not divert from the boy. He had her full attention despite the strong urge to gaze down at his companion. The fur looked so warm and inviting that it was almost impossible to not consider petting it. The respect she offered her peer had to come first.

"I am Meilin, but you may just say Lin if you'd like. What about your name?"

Nemui just wanted a normal life. All she wanted to do was go to school and occasionally do her homework, just enough to get a passing grade. She was going to join the book club so she wouldn't have to go to the library all the time for new books. Eventually, she'd be forced to take over the family business, but until then she could have relaxed. But now look at her, forced to enroll in an academy for would be heroes and heroines. She wasn't cut out for this. The only magic she knew was fire magic, and that was only because her mother said she needed it to be a good blacksmith. She was in good shape all things considered, swinging hammers against metal five days a week was more of a workout than it seemed. However, she wasn't a fighter, the most she could do was punch stuff really hard, and maybe whip it a bit.

She was laying in bed trying to get as much rest as she could before she had to attend training, but there was some sort of weird noise bugging her. She'd never heard it back at home, and it was driving her up the wall.

"Enough already..." She sat up to look to her window, where the noise was coming from. A bird was sitting on her windowsill, apparently having flown in a while ago. Nemui glared at the small brown bird, and it just stared back at her. This went on for a few silent minutes, until the bird suddenly chirped once again. Nemui's glare intensified, she summoned her gauntlets, slid out of bed, and calmly picked up one of her cabinets. "I'm gonna give ya one chance to get out of here, and never show your face again."

The bird stood it's ground and chirped.

"Do you think this is a game!?" Nemui gripped the cabinet, tilting it backwards as she prepared to throw it. As the wooden furniture moved forwards it opened, causing a plank of wood to bang into the back of her head. "MAHAGH!" She cried out as her grip failed her, and the cabinet fell on top of her.

"Ugh... Heavy..." She struggled to get up, but she was so tired. Perhaps she could at least sleep now, or so she thought. The bird swooped down next to her head, and began pecking at her scraggly hair.

"My life's a battleground..." She mumbled to herself, as she cried tears of self pity.

Felix was surprised by the bow and greeting given to him by the girl before him. He was a little unsure how to respond should he bow back? maybe just offer a handshake or just start a conversation...Felix decided he should just talk abit and see what she was upto.

"Oh sorry if I caused you any problem's my names Felix good to meet you Meilin."

After introducing himself his fuzzy companion began to yip as if he wanted to introduce himself aswell.

"Oh sorry my friend here's name is shiro."

Shiro then looked up at the girl then proceeded to go rub up against her legs to show affection. Felix decided he should hang around lin until they have to head to class so he could make a new friend.

A young tomboy was stirring in her sleep, due to the sun's early ray shining into the girl's room though her large window which she sleeps next to. The girl's room was a chaotic mess, how she does it with the small amounts of things she can truly call her own is unknown, but there it is, but the things that stand out in the room was a vase that holds several bright flower which nicely contrasts the mess that was the rest of the room. Finally after rolling to her side then the other a few times over, the young girl raised from her bed pushing the sheets to the side and unleashing a large yawn to the world then she did her futile attempts to wipe away any reminding sleep that accumulated onto her ever-closed eyes from her long hours of sleep.

The young awaken girl, Ami, got off her bed and raised her arms over her head to stretched out her sleepy muscles, after a satisfying crack rang out in the room the girl lowered her arms until one was down her side and the other hand was covering her mouth from yet another yawn. Ami looked out her window onto the world has she found herself all that time ago, The Land of Departure. She had a quick menlocholy thought about how neither the flowers and the sun raise here weren't as pretty as Radiant Garden, but she shook her head free of the thoughts, she has to be happy and keep moving forward until she is strong enough to honor her mother's memory. A sigh escaped the Tomboy's lips and she put on her training garments to prepare for the day. A long day of training of both her Fire magic and her Keyblade wielding.

Ami suddenly raised her arm in front of her after putting on her training outfit and opened her hand, a bright light sparkled in her open hand then suddenly a Key like sword appeared in her hands, it is called a Keyblade, the weapon of the heart and the only things that can truly vanquish Heartless, or that's what master Irakois told the students. Ami opened her hand to let go of her Keyblade, which vanished before it could fall. With a final stretch Ami put on her inside shoes and walked though the door out of her room to the rest of the building, she has hoped to have breakfast before training and maybe talk to some of her follow students.

Soon enough Young Ami found herself in the kitchen, where she will have to make the first important decision of the day. Toast and cereal OR scrambled eggs and bacon? Life was full of such hard decision, but life will becoming harder for the young Keyblade wielder in the upcoming days.

Master Irakois

He sensed the youngster heading his way about a hundred paces before he even reached the training room. Axeus was his name, and his aura showed determination and strength, as well as a will hard as steel. Irakois knew his type, he had trained with several fighters like him over the years. When Axeus finally arrived, Irakois had just finished his second cup of tea. He looked at the clock, it was still 8am, and training would not start until another half hour. Axeus gave a short bow, greeting the master in the process. Irakois had a warm smile on his face as he bowed back from his sitting position. "Good morning, young warrior."

Since he was already here, it wouldn't hurt to see what he had learned so far, after all they still had some spare time left. Irakois jumped up, landing on his feet, something you would not expect from someone his age. "Well then, young one. Your early arrival shows me you are eager to learn. Why don't you practice a few attacks on that dummy over there?". He pointed at the wooden training dummy in one corner of the room. Excited to see what Axeus had in store for him, the master slowly walked over to the training dummy.

@Kurai

After eventually getting herself from under her cabinet, Nemui took a shower and put on her school uniform. Well, the uniform was from the school she used to attend that is. She didn't bother putting on any shoes, the training room likely had a no shoe policy anyway. As she exited her room she looked left to right. "Hmm... Where is the kitchen again?" She shrugged her shoulders and picked the left path, reaching a stock room. A nice place to play hooky, but not to eat. Backtracking, she made her way to the kitchen.

She dragged her feet to the fridge, opened it and stared at it's contents, nothing good.

She closed the fridge and opened a cabinet, she stared at it's contents and closed it, nothing good.

She opened the fridge and scanned the food and drinks inside, still nothing good.

She closed it and opened the cabinet, searching for something to eat, still nothing good.

She swung open the fridge and gritted her teeth at the contents.

She opened the cabinets and growled at what she saw inside.

Giving up on finding anything that she wouldn't need to spend time cooking, she grabbed a hand full of buns and sat at a table. She munched on the slightly buttered bread, finishing a few before realized she had grabbed far too many. She poked one a few times, it was soft, really soft. She laid her head on the buns, and let out a sigh. She turned her cheek, and saw a kid standing in the room. "Oh, didn't see you there..." She yawned and looked at her wrist, which only reminded her that she had stopped using one since she had her phone. There was still plenty of time until she had to train.

"So." She said, looking at the girl. "What are you in for? I accidentally saved my village from a tribe of lizard people."

Lin’s hand remained untouched by his own, causing her to awkwardly lower it and place it behind her back. This boy didn’t seem to understand the meaning of her bow, something Han told her might occur. China had a much more formal method of greeting that other worlds weren’t used to. She believed the handshake was a much more universal method of greeting, Han confirmed that to her, yet it appeared he either did not see her hand or did not care to shake it. She felt a mixture of confusion and embarrassment for failing to understand his actions, but her smile remained firm. It would take getting used to.

“It’s no trouble,” she said. His rate of speech was unusually quick, leaving little pause between his words. Speaking quickly must have been a part of who he was. That would also take some getting used to.

His fox companion had begun to yip for attention, and received Lin’s once again. Introduced as Shiro by Felix, the fox had begun to rub itself against her legs. If it were even possible, her smile had become brighter. She knelt down and outstretched her hand, rubbing it against Shiro’s head and let it travel to his body. “Hello Shiro, it is very nice to meet you!”

It might have been inappropriate to consider his fox a pet. Animal companions were rare in her part of China. Besides the horses for travel, things like dogs and cats were few and far between. If Felix had done well in keeping Shiro healthy, fed, and happy, then he had a best friend for life. It was never wise to underestimate the bond between man and beast. Han had told her so, but sadly he never told her stories of what sort of animals he had seen in his own travels. Shiro might be one such animal she return home to speak of.

“How did you and Shiro become friends?” Lin looked up at Felix. Her hand continued its soft brushing of the fox’s body. “I have heard of a cat and a dog becoming a good companion for people. This is the first time I have ever seen a fox be under someone’s care.”

Shiro let out a very happy yip to getting pet and became increasingly more energetic. Felix began to think on Lin's question He found shiro one day when walking home from school and just fed him then Shiro began following and they've been together ever since. This thought did however makes Felix a little sad as he began to remember life from his world and wondering if he'd ever go back. Felix decided he shouldn't think to much on it he'll probably see his home again. Felix shook his head put on a smile and responded to lin's question

"Honestly I saw him when walking home from school One day and fed him, then he started following me around and we became friends after that."

"Well then, young one. Your early arrival shows me you are eager to learn. Why don't you practice a few attacks on that dummy over there?"

Axeus nodded, his heartrate quickening slightly. He was glad that the master didn't waste any time. Axeus was here to train, and he hated having to wait. Axeus flicked his wrist. A simple, darkly-colored keyblade appeared in his grip in a flash of light. He looked across the room at the training dummy and then back to Irakois. He was surprised that none of the other students had bothered to come early. Axeus shrugged, then bowed to Irakois.

"Well then, Master, I will begin." Axeus gripped his keyblade with both hands, bringing it up to eye-level, horizontal to the ground. He paused momentarily. Then, he shot forward, using the speed of his Piercing Slide to propel him across the room in a split second. He let out a shout as he slammed the tip of the keyblade into the dummy, causing it to fly back and hit the wall behind it. Without skipping a beat, Axeus leapt forward, catching the training dummy as it ricocheted off the wall with a series of upside-down aerial strikes. Finishing his arc, Axeus kicked off of the wall the dummy had just hit, shooting forward with a spinning attack, tearing into the dummy's torso and causing stuffing material to fly. Axeus landed in front of the dummy and performed a wide vertical strike, knocking the training implement into the air.

"Gravity!" Axeus said, causing a orb of dark star energy to form above the dummy. The magic slammed the dummy into the ground, causing its limbs to snap, sending wood and other material flying. Axeus caught a large splinter of wood that shot toward his face. Inspecting it for a moment, he threw it aside and unsummoned his keyblade. He looked to Irakois and bowed once more.

"I hope that met your expectations, Master."

Will had been awake since 06:30 AM. Awake, indeed. Up? No. Not at all. He lay in bed, blinking at the ceiling with muted agony. He had woken up before his alarm, yet again. If he could've just stayed asleep, he would have had another 30 minutes before he'd have to drag himself out of the comfort of his sheets and begin preparing for the day. And yet here he lay. 06:31 AM and suffering.

He stay that way for a good 15 minutes before he reluctantly sat up with the lethargy of a dying snail. Tossing the covers away from his body, he swung his legs off the bed, throwing himself upright. Ever so slowly, he raised his arms to the sky, stretching. He stood up without enthusiasm, cracking his back as he went, and he rubbed the sleepiness from his eyes. Time to wake up!! He tried to think himself happy, trick himself into smiling. It was hardly working, but at the least he would be the first person to the men's comfort room. Shuffling downstairs gracelessly, he had brushed his teeth and combed his hair as though on autopilot. It didn't matter whether he smoothed his hair down or not- it was already beginning to spring back up in resemblance of a rooster. The cold water that he had used to wash his face and brush his teeth rejuvenated him, and once fully awake, William headed back upstairs to take care of the sheets that he had tangled up the night before and clean anything else that he might have left undone.

Not 30 minutes later, William was back in the comfort of a newly made bed, his room free from dust and uncleanliness. With nothing left to do, as he wasn't a workout fanatic nor a gourmet chef, he lay face down on his bed, giving himself 10 more minutes of rest. He swore he'd get up at 7:25, opening his eyes every 2 minutes or so to glance at the clock and assure himself that he wasn't late for class with no breakfast.

45 minutes later, William awoke in a panic, cursing as he jumped from his bed. He looked at the clock- 08:00AM. FUCK, Was the single word that flit about his mind as he threw on the first things his hands had touched- he took one last scan around the room to ensure that it was, indeed, clean to his desires, before dashing towards the kitchen. At worst, he'd be eating bread on the way to the training room, right? He planned to grab a bun or two then head straight to the training room. A girl resting her head on a bun greeted him, and he couldn't hide that he was a little bit upset that she was using a bun as a pillow- "A...Are you going to eat that?" He hesitated, realizing that she had not yet seen her around. She seemed to be around his age, with lively dark hair and colored eyes. "Uh- I'm William, er, rather, Will. I.. those are my buns," his voice broke a little bit at the end- he didn't deserve this. He wasn't trying to make her feel guilty, he was just incapable of hiding his feelings towards food. He could only hope that she hadn't eaten all of them, nor used all of them as a pillow.

He had neglected to notice Ami in the kitchen until he followed the other girls line of sight. "Oh! Ami, right? Have you eaten breakfast yet?" Ami resembled May- in appearance only. Their personalities were rather far apart, if Will's memory served him well. Although Ami was very independent, William wanted to take care of her. "Want me to fry up some eggs really quickly? We have 20 minutes before class, so we should have... 15 minutes, to eat, if I start now?" He glanced back at head still resting on the bun as though it was a pillow. "...I'll make you some eggs too if you get off my bun-"

Master Irakois

The Master remained quiet throughout Axeus' display of strength and skill, his eyes moving back and forth quickly, analyzing every step the young warrior took as he attacked the dummy in numerous ways. He was skilled with the keyblade, no doubt, and seemed to have a knack for cornering his opponent into dangerous situations. What impressed Irakois the most was his speed, a quality that many fighters underestimated, but could turn the young Axeus' into a force to be reckoned with. He liked what he saw, but there was still room for improvement.

"You are skilled, young one, and quick. Both very important qualities you will need when the time comes. Sit down, will ya?"

Master Irakois sat down himself. Axeus' had a strong body, yes, but what about his heart and soul?

"Now tell me, Axeus...what is it you fight for?"

@Kurai

Nemui looked at Will as he talked. Well, looked is a strong word. It was more akin to the occasional glance at him, while she slowly chewed on the second to last bun, the last still being used as a cushion. She looked over to the young girl, and back to Will. "I see how it is..." She raised her head, the bun still stuck to her forehead. "Ya think just because I'm new you can push your authority on me huh? I was told the food in the kitchen was for the students, so why would anyone put their food here without labeling it?" She let out a defiant huff. "Entrapment for sure. You make me feel as if I owe you, even offer eggs to make yourself seem like the good guy. Well guess what?" Nemui's tired eyes hardened as she looked Will in the eyes.

"That's fine." She said, leaning back in her seat. "Go ahead and take the bun you brute. My arms seem to have fallen asleep though, so you can just grab it." As she said this, the bun dropped from her forehead, and fell into her cleavage.

"I like my eggs sunny side up, by the way." She said, ignoring the fact that her lazily buttoned shirt was now acting as a bread basket.

It was odd to think that a wild animal could be tamed by nothing more than a little food. Shiro could have been previously owned by another, and from there abandoned. If it was as simple as Felix described it, then there had to be some purpose for Shiro taking to him so easily. The worlds outside of China were far, far different than what she was used to. Wrapping her head around a fox just joining with someone so easily was a matter she didn’t want to dwell on any further. She’d have to meditate all day on it.

“I see,” Lin nodded her head. She stood up and looked to the entrance back inside. “I believe it is almost time to head to class. I have this cup I need to rinse and return. We can meet again there, okay?”

Lin couldn’t leave a dish dirty, and the last thing she wanted to do was arrive to class late over it. Hoping he understood, she hustled past Shiro and Felix, looking over her shoulder to wave. “See you again shortly!” she said with cheer, before disappearing with staff and cup in hand, heading for the kitchens.

Despite her status as a newcomer to this academy, she had memorized the layout of the place enough to know where the essential areas were. Finding the kitchen again was not difficult. Practically bouncing on her feet with a warm smile to herself, she slowed herself once she heard voices in the kitchen. Fellow peers. Possibly new friends to make. ‘There simply isn’t enough time to enjoy a good conversation!’ she thought.

Entering inside, her eyes looked from peer to peer; a small, quiet girl who appeared to be doing her best to remain invisible, a boy, and one more girl who appeared to have bed hair. Not only that, but a bun seemed to have lodged itself within her cleavage. Lin found herself peering at her own chest. That sort of thing wouldn’t be possible for her. Before she could dwell on her imperfections, her eyes returned forward, smile present.

“Good morning!” She said, bowing her head to no one in particular. “My name is Meilin, but just Lin is fine.” She raised herself back up. “Class is soon, so there isn’t much time to get to know all of you, but I hope to do so over the course of our training!” Moving towards the sink, Lin gently placed the used cup inside, then ran water across its dirty surface and interior. Releasing her staff, it stood upright without her support once again, allowing her to take a nearby rag and soap to clean the cup thoroughly.

Good thing Han told her about plumbing, or she’d be really surprised about all this.

Axeus sat at his master's behest, kneeling on the matted floor of the training room. He was ever so slightly out of breath, and so allowed himself a couple of deep inhales as he sat. He looked at Irakois intently.

"Now tell me, Axeus...what is it you fight for?"

Axeus paused for a moment. Even though he had lived in the Land of Departure all his life, this was his first day of formal training with Irakois. The two had briefly crossed paths in the past, but since Axeus was not yet a keybearer, there was no reason for extended interaction. Axeus looked up to Irakois as a bastion of strength and learned much about him over the years. He felt a connection to the master. He had completely forgotten that, for Irakois, this was among their first meetings. His master knew nearly nothing about him. Axeus briefly considered lying and telling him that he sought power to protect the weak, that he fought for all of the less fortunate of the worlds, that he wished to one day train others... but he got the feeling that Irakois would see through the deception. He shifted slightly, settling into a position where his body language conveyed confidence and determination.

"I fight for myself. My goal is to become the strongest version of me that I can possibly be. I want power... not to rule others, or to protect others, but for power's sake."

Perhaps he had said too much. If the other students had been in the room, he surely would have given a less honest answer. But, he felt that in this circumstance it was important to be as blunt as possible. His master deserved to know his true intent. He could only hope that the master would approve and it would make his training that much more purposeful.

Felix decided he might aswell go to class get some early training in or hopefully find a sparring chance. So Felix began walking towards the training room and once he reached the door caught a glimpse of one of the other students moving very quickly definitely much faster then he could move without the use of his quick run. Though he could likely grow to that level with enough training or effort but until the he'd have to depend on his reflect magic.

Felix kept spying for awhile but soon heard Axeus say all he fights for is power this comment soon bothered Felix maybe was from reading too much comic books or something. Felix then decided he should enter the room and stop eavesdropping as it wasn't like a good idea to spy on others.

Umm...Hi hope I'm not interrupting anything...

Felix gave a somewhat awkward face trying to look like he walked in without knowing what he was walking into.