Chapter 1
SOMEONE'S POV
I was alone, looking out of the small window of my room. I saw my family eating and laughing together in the garden because my cousin was celebrating her 17th birthday. We share the same day and month for our birthdays, but not the year, because I'm older than her. I guess they've forgotten about me.
I watched them for a long time until someone knocked on my door.
"Beloved princess, please open your door," my maid said.
When I opened the door, a smiling face greeted me.
"Happy birthday, beloved princess," she said, handing me a small bread roll with a candle lit on it.
I let her in, and we sat on my small bed.
"Thank you so much, Elisha," I said sadly.
"Don't be sad, beloved princess," she replied with a smile while arranging the forks and spoons.
I stared at the spoon Elisha was holding. She held the bread up to my face.
"Blow it out, beloved princess, and make a wish," she said.
I did what Elisha said. I closed my eyes, blew out the candle, and wished, "I wish that someday I can feel the feeling of being loved."
When I opened my eyes, I saw Elisha smiling at me, so I smiled back.
"Elisha."
"Yes, beloved princess?"
"Can you please get me some water?"
"Of course, beloved princess. I'm sorry I forgot to bring some," she said, her head bowed.
"It's okay, Elisha," I replied.
As she stepped out the door, I slowly grasped the spoon and moved closer to the window. A tear slowly escaped my eyes as I looked at them. My vision blurred, and I glanced at my hand to see the knife. I slowly pressed it against my chest and stabbed it where my heart was located.
My white dress slowly turned red from the blood flowing from my chest. I remembered the pain when they hurt me, both physically and emotionally.
"You're just a disgrace of a daughter."
"You're powerless."
"I don't love you! Look at yourself; you're disgusting."
"We don't have a sister like you."
"Just die."
My eyelids grew heavier, and I fell to the cold floor, darkness swallowing me. Finally, I would be able to sleep.
EVE POV
I woke up because I heard someone crying. As I opened my eyes, I saw someone closing the door.
Am I alive?
I checked my body-no scars, but there was a bandage on my chest. I remember being shot in the neck, not in the chest.
Where am I? This is not my room.
I scanned the four corners of the room. All I can say is that it's clean but cramped.
I managed to sit up when someone opened the door. She walked straight to a small table and placed the basin she was holding on it.
Shock was written on her face when her gaze landed on me.
"M-Mahal na princesa, g-gising ka na," she said tearfully.
"Who are you?" I asked coldly.
She trembled as she looked at me. I could see fear and sadness in her eyes while she kept calling me "princess."
Why does she keep calling me princess? I'm not a princess; I'm an empress.
"AGAIN, I SAID, WHO ARE YOU?!?!" I shouted dangerously at her.
She fell to the floor, weakly stood up, and tremblingly reached for the doorknob. She ran out while saying, "Kailangan malaman ito ng mahal na reyna."
I frustratedly brushed my hair because of annoyance. Is she crazy? Why does she keep saying worthless words? "Mahal na princesa"? "Mahal na reyna"? Is she out of her mind? Tss, nonsense.
I looked at the door because I heard footsteps. The door burst open violently. Are they going to break the door?
I looked at the people who entered the room. A girl in a maid's uniform, along with a man and a woman over 40 years old, both dressed in royal attire and gowns, wearing crowns atop their heads. I think they're a couple.
The woman spoke, tears streaming down her face. ? I don't have a mother; I only have a little brother.
"I'm not your daughter, ma'am," I said seriously.
She weakly embraced her husband.
"I'm sorry, but you are my daughter, or perhaps you lost your memories because I heard that you fell to the ground," the woman said as tears continued to fall from her eyes.
"Call the healer now, Elisha," the man ordered, his cold gaze meeting mine. We stared at each other until he looked away, muttering something I didn't hear.
"Call the healer now, Elisha," the man ordered, his cold gaze meeting mine. We stared at each other until he looked away, muttering something I didn't hear.
"Child," the woman said, drawing my attention.
"I'm your mother, Cynthia Vladimir, and this is your father, Leonnel Vladimir. We are the King and Queen of the Vampireous Kingdom, and you are Ezra Eve Vladimir."
Ezra Eve Vladimir? That's not my name. My name is Eve Yue. I was about to protest when a sudden, intense pain shot through my head.
"AHHHHH!" I screamed, clutching my head.
"What the hell? It hurts." Before I blacked out from the pain, I heard the Queen shouting for the healer.
As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a clear sky. I looked around.
Is this paradise? I wandered aimlessly, not knowing where I was headed. I was surrounded by tall trees and beautiful flowers.
While exploring, I noticed a well. I continued walking toward it; it was surrounded by grass and flowers, but its beauty was still evident. I gazed at it as if it were inviting me to look at the water rising from the well.
As I watched it, it suddenly brightened, causing me to cover my eyes. As I removed my hands from my eyes, various images appeared, almost like someone's memories.
'SLAP! You're just a disgrace. Get lost!'
'Are you even royalty?'
'You're powerless.'
'I don't have a sister like you.'
'You're just a shame.'
'I DON'T LIKE YOU!'
'Look at your face. Disgusting.'
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The images slowly faded. I saw a girl surrounded by a group of bullies; they were hurting her, not just emotionally but physically. Her family was also hurting her, although her mother wasn't. Even though she didn't hurt her, she did nothing to stop her family. Just because she was a nerd, powerless, weak, and ugly, they were going to hurt her? Tss, pathetic.
Oh! Wait, her mother looks familiar. Oh! I remembered she's Queen Cynthia and her husband is King Leonnel. So why are they calling me daughter? We don't look alike. Are they deceiving me? Deceivers.
As I pondered their intentions, the water in the well rippled and overflowed, pulling me in. I tried to run, but it was too late.
Before I was completely swallowed by the well, I heard a voice: "You're back now, my child."
EVE POV
I woke up to the heat streaming in from the window. I shot up, memories flooding back.
It was all just a dream, wasn't it?
Slowly, I opened my eyes. What the hell!! Why am I here again, in this room?
Don't tell me...
I quickly searched for the bathroom. When I saw it, I immediately opened the door and faced the mirror. I nearly punched the mirror because my face was different; it wasn't my face. I intently looked in the mirror: dry black hair, big round glasses, and an oily face. It was the girl from my memories.
I sighed. So, I've been reincarnated as the unwanted princess. Great. What a headache.
I noticed a shower, so they do have one here. Not bad. At least I won't have to adjust to everything. I walked over and took a shower. I felt so sticky. Did the owner of this body never bathe?
After showering, I looked in the mirror again and saw a goddess. She was beautiful. Why had she been hiding her face? Her long, silky black hair had highlights of gray. She had pale skin, a slim face, pinkish lips, a small pointed nose, and ash-gray eyes with a tint of red. So, this is my new face? Not bad.
I wrapped myself in a robe and stepped out. There was a cabinet in the room, so I figured it was her closet. I opened it, and my face went emotionless at the sight of her clothes. No wonder she was called ugly and a nerd-her clothes were so frumpy.
I sat down by the door, staring blankly at the cabinet. I noticed a small button so tiny you wouldn't see it unless you looked closely. Without hesitation, I pressed it, and suddenly the cabinet started to spin, pulling me in. It was so dark; I couldn't see anything. Slowly, I felt along the wall to find the light switch, and when I found it, I quickly pressed it.
It's all I can say: Heaven.
There were so many clothes, shoes, heels, bags, glasses, and more. I just wore black shorts and an oversized shirt since I was only in the room. I also put on a pair of glasses that suited my face; her vision wasn't blurry, so why was she wearing glasses? After getting dressed, I walked around and saw-oh my god-there were so many books. Is this a library? Oh my god, I'm crying! I love books!! I completely lose my status as Empress when I have a book in my hands.
After browsing for a while, I picked out two books: "Enchanted World," which is about the kingdoms and places of this world, and "Mystic Magics," which covers magic, powers, and abilities.
To Be Continued...
Chapter 2
After browsing for a while, I picked out two books: "Enchanted World," about the kingdoms and places of this world, and "Mystic Magics," which covers magic, powers, and abilities.
I finished reading "Enchanted World." It detailed the kingdoms and their rulers:
**Vampireous Kingdom**
Rulers:
- King Leonnel Vladimir and Queen Cynthia Vladimir
Children:
- Damon Blade Vladimir
- Draven Louis Vladimir
- Damien Lazarus Vladimir
- Eve Yue/Ezra Eve Vladimir
- Lae Sofie Vladimir
**Fireous Kingdom**
Rulers:
- King Pyro Flame and Queen Calida Flame
Children:
- Prince Aidan Blaze Flame
- Princess Serafina Flame
**Iceous Kingdom**
Ruler:
- King Nevis Frost
Children:
- Prince Aspen Glacier Frost
- Prince Aero Winter Frost
**Waterious Kingdom**
Ruler:
- King Kai Walter and Queen Marina Walter
Children:
- Prince Caspian Kairus Walter
- Princess Oceana Walter
- Princess Coraine Aqua Walter
**Earthous Kingdom**
Ruler:
- King Armando Earthstone and Queen Daisy Earthstone
Children:
- Prince Adam Geo Earthstone
- Princess Sierra Gaia Earthstone
**Aerilon Kingdom**
Ruler:
- King Zephyr Aero and Queen Zephyra Aero
Children:
- Princess Aerin Skyla Aero
- Prince Aeron Skyler Aero
**Lighthereal Kingdom**
Ruler:
- King Cyrus Lightven and Queen Helena Lightven
Children:
- Prince Lucian Apollo Lightven
- Princess Lucia Aurora Lightven
**Darkous Kingdom**
Rulers:
- King Lucifer Thanatos and Queen Lilith Selene Thanatos
EVE POV*
I woke up early with the intention of training. This new body gets tired quickly, unlike my old one, which could endure anything.
I wore black leggings and a white fitted tank top; I also brought a towel and water. It was already 4:35 in the morning, and Elisha would knock at my room around 7:00 AM for breakfast, so I only had 2 hours and 25 minutes.
I clicked the button on the side of the cabinet, opening the secret room. I warmed up first, then began with basic exercises, mindful not to push this frail body too hard. By 6:30, I returned to my room and showered. I dressed in black baggy pants, a white fitted polo crop top, and black Martin boots, and put on glasses that suited my new face. As I dried my hair, I heard a knock-Elisha, no doubt.
I opened the door to find her staring at the floor.
"What?" I asked coldly.
"Lead the way," I said. she said, still looking at the floor.
What is she looking at? Dust?... Tss.
"Just call me Eve."-" She couldn't finish her sentence as I looked at her coldly.
She began to walk, and I followed her.
As we passed through the palace, I observed my surroundings for the first time. The grand chandelier glittered with crystals, and the long staircase with its red carpet led to a wide hallway lined with palace knights.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when a knight announced my arrival.
"The Princess Ezra has arrived." I looked at him coldly.
"From now on, call me Eve," I instructed. He bowed and apologized.
So, we're here.
"Greetings to the Kings and Queens of different kingdoms," I greeted them coldly.
Why are they here? Are they having a meeting? But one kingdom's rulers are not present.
"Greetings, my daughter. Please, take a seat beside me," Queen Cynthia said.
I nodded and sat beside her. There were many dishes, so I took what I wanted and began eating, ignoring the stares.
"Staring is rude, Your Highnesses," I said coldly.
THIRD PERSON POV
The Kings and Queens averted their gazes, startled by the icy tone. From the moment she entered, they noticed the change in her attire; previously, she wore long skirts and oversized clothes. Now, she walked confidently, unlike before when she had always been hunched over. At first, we did not believe Queen Cynthia's words about her memory loss and transformation due to her actions; her aura was unmistakably different. She barely spoke now, and when she did, her words were icy.
Queen Cynthia cleared her throat, drawing everyone's attention.
"Please, Kings and Queens, introduce yourselves to my daughter," she said.
Just as a queen was about to speak, the princess interrupted.
"No need," she said uninterestedly.
"Why, my daughter?" her mother asked.
"Book," she replied plainly.
She spoke just one word, but the kings and queens understood it immediately.
"Your brothers and the other royals are on a mission. Classes have already started, but you're enrolled. You'll take a test from the Headmaster. If you pass, you'll attend school. If not, you'll wait until next year."
"When?" she asked.
"Next week, my daughter. You need to rest," the queen said, and the princess nodded.
They looked at her as she suddenly stood up.
"I'm done. I'll take my leave," she said.
As she was about to exit through the door, she stopped, and everyone turned to look at her.
"What's the matter, my daugh-" Queen Cynthia began but was interrupted by a loud crash. They screamed and shut their eyes against the shattered glass. When they opened them, they were shocked to see the princess holding a sharp arrow aimed at a queen's forehead. How had she sensed the danger? How had she caught the arrow so swiftly?
"Anak, ayos ka lang ba?" her mother asked, but the princess didn't answer.
She examined the arrow, muttered a word that froze everyone in place, then placed it in front of the queen and walked away as if nothing had happened.
They watched her leave, unable to believe what they had witnessed. How had the weak princess done this? Or was she truly weak?
As the princess exited, the knights rushed in, having heard the crash. King Vladimir explained what had happened, and the knights immediately began searching for the culprit.
EVE'S POV
It's already evening, and I'm lying on my bed, reading. A sudden idea strikes me, and I quickly stand up, grabbing my cloak. I open my window and leap onto the tree branch outside. The cold breeze bites at me as I make my way to the center of the Fireous Kingdom, aiming for the Blaze Market.
I plan to go to the center of the Fireous Kingdom at the Blaze Market, a bustling area built around the Flamepeak Citadel. The market is always vibrant, with merchants selling fire-infused goods and rare minerals. I am also drawn there because of their enchanted and strong weapons.
I navigate the crowded streets and arrive at the Blaze Market. As I wander around, I notice a shop with no customers. Intrigued, I enter.
Inside, an old woman sits at the counter. I approach her.
"Greetings, ma'am. Do you have any daggers?" I ask politely, concealing my usual demeanor with a hint of kindness.
" the old woman replies, not understanding my initial question.
"Meron po ba kayong daggers?" I ask calmly. she says, leading me to a room filled with various knives.
" she says with a smile.
I scan the knives but find nothing that catches my eye. The old woman notices my disappointment.
I shake my head.
She walks over to a chest-like container and hands it to me. "
Curiosity piqued, I open the chest. Inside is a black dagger with red linings, its blade sharp and gleaming. As I hold it, I feel a surge of energy and see my name, "Eve," inscribed on the handle. It's perfect.
" the old woman says, but I barely hear her, entranced by the dagger.
I thank her and attempt to pay, but she refuses, insisting it's meant for me.
As I head back to the palace, I notice a group of men in black holding a little girl, about twelve years old. Initially, I dismiss it, but when she starts struggling and screaming, I follow them and throw my dagger at the man holding her.
THIRD PERSON POV
The man releases the girl, but another quickly grabs her.
"Who was that?" one of them yells.
"Find them, you fools!" another commands.
Eve steps out of hiding, facing the group. "Are you looking for me?" she asks chillingly.
The men turn to her, one sneering. "Who are you? Do you want to get involved?"
"I'm just a nobody," Eve responds coldly.
"Get lost, woman," another laughs.
"I'll leave when you give me the girl," she demands.
"Like hell we will," the man scoffs. "She's worth a lot of money."
"Then I'll take her by force," Eve says impatiently.
She moves swiftly, retrieving her dagger and slashing at the man holding the girl. Blood sprays, and the men recoil in horror.
"Scared already?" Eve taunts.
"A-attack her!" one of the men stammers.
"Put the child down!" Eve yells, advancing. One man charges at her, but she dodges and stabs him in the side.
"One," she whispers. The remaining six men surround her, underestimating her skill.
Another man draws a knife and lunges. Eve parries, their blades sparking. She quickly slashes him down. "Two," she mutters, eyes narrowing.
Three men attack simultaneously. Eve dances between them, her movements graceful and deadly. She strikes with precision, and one by one, they fall. "Three, four, five," she counts, determined.
The last two men hesitate, fear in their eyes. "You can run," Eve warns, her stance confident. They ignore her, charging in desperation.
Eve swiftly incapacitates one, then plunges her dagger into the other's chest. "Six," she whispers. The final man trips, fear paralyzing him. Eve approaches, dagger ready. "You're the last."
"P-please, forgive me! I'll let the girl go!" he begs. Eve knocks him out with the hilt of her dagger.
Turning to the terrified girl, she softens. "Come here," she says gently, kneeling.
"What's your name?" she asks, offering her handkerchief.
"S-Sierra," the girl replies, wiping her tears.
Eve recognizes the name but dismisses the thought. "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you," she assures her.
Voices call out,
"Sierra!"
"Where are you?"
"Do you know them?" Eve asks.
"Yes, that's my father and mother," Sierra says.
"I'll leave you here. They're coming," Eve says.
"Thank you for saving me," Sierra says.
Eve smiles softly, ruffling Sierra's hair. "Take care, Sierra." She disappears just as the girl's parents arrive.
Sierra's parents, the king and queen of the Earthous Kingdom, ask what happened. Sierra recounts everything, including the mysterious woman's name.
"Yue," Sierra says, showing the handkerchief with the embroidered name. Her parents vow to find and honor her for saving their daughter.
To Be Continued...
Chapter 3
EVE'S POV
I slip back into the palace, my cloak billowing behind me. The cold breeze still clings to me, a reminder of the night's events. The dagger is now secured at my side, a powerful new addition to my arsenal.
As I make my way through the dimly lit corridors, I can't help but reflect on the little girl, Sierra. Her name tugs at my memory, but I can't quite place it. I shake off the thought and continue toward my room.
Entering my room, I close the door behind me and lean against it, exhaling deeply. The room is as I left it, filled with the comfort of familiarity. I place the dagger on my bedside table and collapse onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. The events of the night replay in my mind, and I can't help but wonder about the significance of the dagger and the old woman's words.
"Who are you really, Ezra Eve Vladimir?" I whisper to the empty room. The question lingers, unanswered.
I fall asleep from exhaustion.
THIRD PERSON POV
Meanwhile, in the grand halls of the Earthous Kingdom, King Armando and Queen Daisy sit in their opulent throne room, listening intently to their daughter Sierra's recounting of the night's harrowing events. Their faces are etched with concern and gratitude.
"She saved me, Mother, Father. Her name is Yue," Sierra says, holding up the handkerchief with the embroidered name.
King Armando takes the handkerchief, examining it closely. "Yue... we owe her a great debt," he says solemnly.
"We must find her," Queen Daisy declares. "She saved our daughter's life. We must honor her and show our gratitude."
Sierra nods vigorously. "She was so brave and strong. She didn't even hesitate to help me."
King Armando stands, his expression resolute. "Send word to our allies and the neighboring kingdoms. We must locate this Yue and bring her here."
EVE'S POV
Eve wakes up feeling the weight of last night's adventures still heavy on her. With nothing pressing to do, she decides to dive into her latest read, "Mystic Magics," a book about magic, powers, and abilities. She grabs it from her bedside table and begins to immerse herself in its pages.
The book details an array of powers:
- Fire
- Ice
- Water
- Earth
- Air
- Light
- Dark
And extraordinary abilities:
- Mind Reading: The ability to read and understand the thoughts and emotions of others.
- Telepathy: The ability to communicate and share thoughts and emotions with others telepathically.
- Telekinesis: The ability to manipulate and control objects or environments with one's mind.
- Teleportation: The ability to instantly transport oneself or others from one location to another.
- Invisibility: The ability to become invisible and undetectable.
- Shape-shifting: The ability to change one's physical form and appearance at will.
- Mind Control: The ability to control and manipulate the actions and thoughts of others.
- Shadow Manipulation: The ability to control and manipulate shadows.
- Healing: The ability to heal oneself and others.
As Eve reads on, she feels a strange resonance with the descriptions, a pull she can't quite explain. Intrigued and eager to test these newfound concepts, she makes her way to the secret room hidden in her quarters. This room, known only to her, is a sanctuary where she can practice and hone her skills away from prying eyes.
THIRD PERSON POV
Eve decides to try out her new knowledge from the book "Mystic Magics." In her secret room, she begins to study and practice various powers and abilities. At first, she focuses on producing fire from her hands. To her surprise, flames erupt effortlessly.
Next, she tries out the power of ice, and as she concentrates, the surroundings are covered in a thin layer of frost. With each power she practices, she feels an intense energy building within her. Water and Earth come next, followed by Air, Light, and Dark. The energies flow through her, each one more powerful than the last.
The abilities prove to be more challenging. Eve concentrates hard to read the minds of those outside her room, faint whispers of their thoughts reaching her. Telepathy allows her to project her thoughts back, a strange yet exhilarating experience. Telekinesis is a thrill, as objects move with just a flick of her mind. She teleports from one end of the room to the other, becomes invisible, and shifts her appearance at will. Mind Control and Shadow Manipulation feel dark and dangerous, yet she manages to control them. Lastly, she discovers a healing ability, mending small cuts on her arm.
THIRD PERSON POV
As Eve continues to practice, she doesn't notice that the energy emanating from her is causing tremors throughout the enchanted world. Every creature, every kingdom feels it. The air shifts, the plants change form, and the sky seems to both brighten and darken at once.
"Do you feel that?" asks an old guardian of the prophecy book to his companion. "It's as if the prophecy book has opened."
"Yes, I feel it," replies another being, his eyes shining. "The prophecy states that the chosen one is coming."
In every kingdom, the news spreads quickly. Kings and queens, along with high-ranking officials, gather to discuss the unfolding events. They know that a significant change is taking place
In the kingdoms of the enchanted world, the kings, queens, and high-ranking officials gather to discuss the sudden change. Their messengers report an unusual energy emanating from a single source.
"I can feel the power," says King Pyro of the Fireous Kingdom. "This is not ordinary. We need to find out who is responsible for it."
"There are reports from the Fireous Kingdom," replies Queen Daisy. "A woman named Yue may be involved. She is the one who rescued our daughter, Sierra."
"If she is indeed the chosen one, we must reach out to her," says King Armando. "She holds the key to the prophecy."
In the midst of the discussion, an old witch enters the room, carrying the prophecy book. "The time has come," she says. "The chosen one is already in our world."
THIRD PERSON POV
The morning sun filters through the heavy curtains of the Vampireous Kingdom's palace. In her room, Eve is finishing packing her belongings for her first day at Enchanted Academy, located at the heart of all kingdoms. Her maid, Elisha, knocks softly on the door and enters.
"Princess Eve, the esteemed King and Queen are requesting that you join them at the dining table before you leave," Elisha says with a respectful bow.
Eve nods, her expression unreadable. She follows Elisha down the grand hallways to the dining room, where her parents, Queen Cynthia and King Leonnel, are already seated.
"Eve, come join us," Queen Cynthia says warmly. "We wanted to see you off properly."
Eve sits down, her movements graceful and measured. King Leonnel looks at her with a mixture of seriousness and concern.
"Remember, Eve, no causing trouble at the academy," he warns, his voice firm.
"I understand," Eve replies coldly, her icy demeanor causing a moment of silence at the table.
Queen Cynthia sighs softly. "Your siblings and the other royalty will arrive next week. Their mission is not yet complete. Please be careful and take care of yourself until then."
"I will," Eve responds, her tone softening slightly as she acknowledges her mother's concern.
After breakfast, Eve is escorted to the grand carriage waiting to take her to Enchanted Academy. As she settles inside, she can't help but feel a mix of excitement and boredom about what lies ahead.
EVE'S POV
The journey to Enchanted Academy is long, but it gives me time to reflect on my parents' words and the new path I am about to embark on. The academy is located in the center of all kingdoms, a place where young royals and gifted individuals come to hone their skills.
When the carriage finally arrives at the academy gates, I step out and make my way to the headmaster's office. The building is grand and imposing, a testament to the power and prestige of the institution.
I knock on the door, and a deep voice responds, "Come in."
Entering the office, I see Headmaster Thaddeus, a tall man with a commanding presence, looking up from his desk. He regards me with curiosity.
"Who are you?" he asks, his tone polite but distant.
"My name is Ezra Eve Vladimir," I reply, my voice cold and even. "I'm here to take the test."
His eyes widen in surprise. "The princess of the Vampireous Kingdom?" he exclaims, his voice tinged with disbelief. "You look so different now."
"I changed," I say simply. "Shall we proceed?"
"Of course," he says, recovering his composure. "First, I need you to complete this assessment."
He hands me a scroll filled with complex questions about magic, history, and combat strategies. I take a deep breath and begin to write, answering each question with confidence. When I finish, I hand the scroll back to him.
Headmaster Thaddeus reviews my answers, nodding intently. "You have answered every question correctly. Impressive. How come?"
I look at him blankly, as the past Ezra has gone and Eve is here, I think to myself.
"Here is your uniform, ID, and dorm key," he says, handing me a neatly folded set of clothes and a small envelope. "You will be
THIRD PERSON POV
Eve woke up late on her first day at the Enchanted School. She didn't worry much about being late, but she quickly took a shower and dressed in her uniform: a brown and white long-sleeve polo, a brown above-the-knee skirt, a brown blazer, and a brown necktie. Her ID lace, also brown, signified her placement in the Aether section. The other sections were Arcane in green, Ethereal in blue, Celestial in gray, and Luminary in black. The ID also indicated each student's powers, but Eve's was blank. Her powers would only be detected by the academy once she manifested them.
After getting dressed, Eve left her dorm and made her way to the Aether section building. As she approached her classroom, she could hear the chatter of her classmates. Without hesitation, she kicked the door open. The room fell silent as she entered. Thirty pairs of eyes turned to her, but she met their gazes with a cold, indifferent stare. Without a word, she walked to the very back of the classroom and took a seat. With no teacher in sight, she rested her head on her desk and quickly fell asleep.
To Be Continued...