With a little bit of hesitation, Orie peeped into his classroom, then slowly walked in. As he walked towards the teacher's table, no one rose to greet him; not even Victor, his most/only respectful student. As Orie sat down and looked at the impatient faces of his students, he felt apologetic even though it wasn't his fault that they had been left behind. Neither him nor his students were new to the kind of situation they were currently in, his class was the most unfavoured in the entire school, and he could believe it was his fault.
In "Fubuki island", the non-royals were considered people to stepped on and kicked around. Orie wasn't just a non-royal, he was a foreigner from a different country and There was no way for him to hide the obvious fact that was written all over body. His dark skin and his short curly hair gave him away.
Orie's greatest challenge was his job, teaching in the most elite school at a very young age of twenty-five. His colleagues looked down on him, and he was assigned to one of the non-royal classes that no one agreed teach.
After rearranging the files on his table he stood up and asked "who isn't in class today?" with little seriousness in his voice, and still wasn't spoken to. He wanted to end the silence and spark a conversation to kill time, but the students were unresponsive, they acted this way anytime they were left out of school activities, and Orie had to do something about it.
"Time to use my trump card." he said to himself as he scanned his class for an empty desk. He reached into his pocket when he saw what he was looking for, and brought out what looked like a twig, tied around several times with a red cloth, leaving only both of its ends visible. The he raised the item towards his mouth and spoke into it
"Shiro...Shiro...Shiro." he called out loudly as the whole class looked at him unsure of what he was doing. Then suddenly Shiro appeared in front of the entire class; unfortunately for Shiro, he was still running, so his destination became the wall behind the class.
"Mr. Anderson, could you kindly unplug your head from the wall and take a seat" Orie said to Shro, as he walked to help pull him out. Orie let out a little chuckle as he heard his student's curious voices, the atmosphere was filled with "wow!","whoa!!","what the!!!" and many other words of exclamation. He had finally gotten his students to talk, and it was time to answer for it.
The question, "What is that", was repeated in the mouths of his students, and Orie took it as music to his ears. As he stood close to the damaged wall, he spoke proudly "It is a multipurpose magical item" he said
"What do mean multipurpose?" Victor's voice echoed from the the front seat of the class; the surprise and could be seen all over his face, not even his glasses could hide the astonishment in his eyes. Every magical item that was known and documented were used for specific purposes, and Victor was unbelieving to what Orie said. "Check this out" Orie said, with a smile that said "I'm gonna clear your doubts" directed at Victor, then he got closer to the damaged wall, and spoke into the item in his hand for the second time. "Wall...wall...wall" he called, then soon after that, the damaged wall repaired itself in an instant. Summoning and repair were indeed, two different things, and all doubts were cleared. "How does it work?", "what is it's origin?", "who invented it?" all these questions ran wild in Victor's mind, but the one he saw fit to ask was "what is it called?".
"Otumopkor....it is called Otumopkor."
Orie answered in the calmest voice he could, in order for the students to understand what he was saying, but still "Otu what??" Shiro asked with a voice that reached the ears of everyone in the class. "Mopkor" Orie replied, sarcastically completing the word for Shiro. Many other questions were thrown at Orie but he was out of time as a bus finally arrived to pick them up.
"Miss Fubuki, how long do you plan to wait?", a voice asked as Natsumi stood in front of the "tech house" , she turned deaf ears to whatever people said, and kept waiting for the man she loved. She had done everything she could to ensure his arrival, she knew that he and his students were sure arrive soon, and normally she would go about her business till he sneaked up on her, but she heard him say something about the day being his day, so she wanted to enjoy it with him. The mumbling continued, people couldn't contain their ignorant thoughts, they kept trying to say things to make her give up, but her mind was already made up, and nothing could make her leave.
Orie was ignoring the complaints of the bus driver, as he focused his attention on the destination they were about to reach. Looking out of the window, he noticed a familiar face, standing right in front of the tech house. Her hair looked like it was reflecting the sky, and she had an "I've been waiting a long time" kind of vibe. To the students, she was just "Miss Fubuki" but to Orie, she was his major problem.
Soon, the bus was parked in front of Natsumi, and the students came rushing through. After the commotion, Orie walked out slowly, and smiling, as Natsumi came to welcome him. "Happy birthday" she said, with a huge smile on her face, but Orie's face didn't seem to welcome the courtesy. "It's...not my birthday" he said, with a confused look directed at Natsumi. "But you said something about today being your day" she replied. "Oooh no, that's not what I meant" he answered after he realized that he had said something like that. It wasn't Orie's birthday but it was indeed, his day. He was named after one of the four market days of the igbo tribe, he was said to be more confident whenever the day arrived. The day, "Orie" occurs every four days, so that day was just one of his days.
Natsumi felt disappointed in herself, she buried her face in Orie's torso in order to hide her shame as he patted her back to console her. She could've just asked, but she was too shy to do so, and now she was laughing at her own mistake.
"Soo... where's the gift?" Orie asked with a mischievous smile on his face. "But it's not your birthday" Natsumi replied, raising her face to look at Orie, "but you got me a gift, right right?" he asked as he held her by the hand, and headed into the building, having a typical lovers conversation.
It had been about ten minutes since shiro walked into the tech house, and nothing seemed to interest him, all that was there was a big hall that the students were gathered in, and a temporary stage that was yet to be mounted, as he walked around bored, and trying to remember something he was sure that he had forgotten, he bumped into who he believed he was trying to remember, Mia. Shiro was embarrassed, not only did he forget his best friend's sister, he tripped and fell on her in the midst of a crowd. Mumblings began, but ended abruptly as someone announced the arrival of the tech house's top scientist, "Dr Jing"
People looked and saw a man walking out from behind the stage and mounting the podium, he greeted and the students and staff and they reciprocated, then he began his speech.
"Most of us don't know what we're doing here, some of us do, and are still uninterested, but be rest assured, you're not here to be disappointed" he said, in a tone that gave off the awesome scientist vibe. "If you look above you" he continued, pointing up and shifting the attention to where he was pointing. Up there hung a machine which no one was able to guess it's name. "That thing there is the future of humanity, something one would call, a "mana cell" it has the ability to store a magical energy in huge quantities. "You students are the first to ever lay eyes upon it." He in a proud voice.
As Jing gave his speech, a person lurked around in the ceiling, looking down on the students through an open hole.
"I have my target in sight" he spoke into the communication gear he was wearing.
"Alright then take him out" a voice replied from the other side.
Shiro was finally standing in one place and pretending to care about what Jing had to say, he had to stop walking around, in order to prevent ninety percent of the teachers from building up a case against him...again. as he looked up, noticed something falling towards him; at first glance, it was a slim piece of paper, but as it got closer, a black wolf emerged from it and bit Shiro in the shoulder, attempting to rip his entire arm off. The wolf's fangs had a strong grip, but Shiro's plan wasn't to go free. He smiled as he covered his body in lightning and shocked the wolf into evaporation. People saw what happened and began to rush through the exit as more paper fell from the ceiling, but Shiro decided to stay back. He deduced that he was the target, and that staying behind meant that the others were safe, but he didn't expect that Victor and Mia would stay behind with him.
Now they were surrounded by summoned wolves of numbers beyond counting, some of the wolves began leaving the building, and Shiro saw that his plan was flawed. The one who summoned the wolves would surely have a sense of target, but not the wolves themselves, which meant that: the more the people, the more the wolves.
Outside the building, people were still trying to get into their buses, and there was no way everyone could make it out in time to not get bitten. Students panicked, and some teachers were trying their best to keep them calm while the others got ready to engage.
Orie assessed the situation, and according to his calculations, casualties were unavoidable if a battle took place. He held Natsumi and kissed her in the forehead, then said "This is why today is my day" as he ran in front of everyone, and stood. A dark aura began emitting from his body and spreading around everybody. His eyes went completely dark, and the atmosphere was getting tense. People paid little attention to what Orie was doing as the wolves got closer. They were ready to engage, some buses already started their engines, some worried about Orie, since he was the foremost person, but as the first wolf got close to him, he yelled out "TUOYO!!!", and no one saw any wolf again. It took some time to realise that they were back in school grounds, Orie's spell had teleported everyone except shiro and his friends, it wasn't long before Orie and the others noticed.
"Shiro...Shiro...Shiro" Orie yelled into his device, but there was no outcome, he had been repeatedly doing this for the past few minutes, he even tried teleporting, but he didn't seem to have enough mana left go that far. Many others were less concerned and had already gone home, and Orie had finally made peace with the fact that his magic would not be able to save his students. He reached into right pocket and brought out his phone, then he made a call that was answered almost immediately "Hello" a female voice answered from the other side, then Orie replied "Hello, principal Rin, I need a ride" then he cut the call and looked back at Natsumi who was sticking to his side. Back in the "Shin sekai Tech house", shiro and his friends stood amidst an uncountable number canines. The wolves formed a circle around them and were closing in slowly, in a coordinated manner. Their growling and howling was beginning tick Shiro off, a he couldn't handle it any longer but he was waiting for
As he proceeded to stab his target, his hand just passed through like there was nothing there. The shock on his face was priceless. He was really sure that the person he was sent to kill wasn't untouchable, so why?, was it some skill, illusion, or was his own mind playing tricks on him?. He watched as the person in front of him turned and yelled in a tone that showed no signs of surprise "Shirooo!!, someone's hear to assassinate you" then turned and said to him "wait outside, he'll be out in a minute". Still a bit confused, the man took a few steps back as instructed and waited for what would happen next. His plan was foiled, but curiosity kept him on the job Very little time passed before he finally began to see two of the same person, the one that was just arriving also looked unsurprised, and to make things more awkward, he was smiling. "Nice to meet you, my name is Shiro, Shiro Anderson. What's yours" He was shocked at how one could be polite to a man that just tried to kill
After an unusual morning routine that included preparing work materials and staring at a picture of someone only he seemed to know, Orie was set to leave. He grabbed his overcoat and scarf, and put them on, then he contemplated before putting on his hand gloves. "I still can't get used to this cold" he said as he adjusted his scarf and straightened his coat. As he walked and opened his front door, he stood in front of his apartment, and put down his head with his eyes closed, and began to speak in a prayerly manner "Dear father, guide me Great Zik, watch over me Umunna'm(my brothers), have faith in me Ndi'ichë(my elders),bless me Amadioha, protect me And great Anyanwu, Show me the way. " Then he took a deep breath and shrugged, as he turned and made his way to work. Meanwhile, Shiro was still looking at himself in the mirror, checking how the clothes he was wearing looked on him. It was his first time wearing someone else's clothes, and he was s
And it came to pass, just as Dave had predicted, that as Orie walked back into the gym hall, the students were asked to leave, and he was ushered up onto the stage. "Let the questioning begin" Orie said to himself, as he smiled and rested his hands on the platform in front of him. Leading the questionnaire was non other than the kind of teacher who knows how to formulate difficult questions, the head of the mathematics department, mr. Fuji Waramaki "How were you able to perform such an incredible spell " Waramaki asked with all seriousness on his face. "I did it because I was able to " Orie replied almost immediately. "But according to your file, your maximum energy level is below average...so how?" Waramaki asked again, as he worked through paper on the table that looked like ones judges use in talent shows. "Like I said, I did it because I was able to" Orie replied, sticking to his answer. "That explains nothing " a voice yelled from behind "You did somet
He stood unready With his knees weak His arms were heavy There was blood all over his clothes already But he still had the energy to throw a punch a barrage of them maybe just a bunch but something wasn't right it was just a hunch He could evade properly In a weak state, but when he was strong, his reflexes came a bit late There was no logical answer for him to intake and the more he thought of it the more he couldn't think straight Well leave that aside and throw a bolt of lightning about a thousand volts to your opponent and give him a jolt, and make him hop around like a little colt that's how things were supposed to have gone but Shiro tried and couldn't get it done the armored man threw it back, and it dawned on Shiro that a real fight was on. Very soon after there was no sign of laughter, just the sound of clash and clatter, and a one sided fight was the matter but Shiro wasn't waiting to receive batte
There is a saying "he that greets danger with a smile must be ready to greet death same way" and there's also a probability that someone already said it even though I formulated it in my head "Was there a smile on my face when I died?" Shiro said to himself, as the quote repeatedly ran through his mind. "By the way"he thought "where am I? " he asked as he looked around the dark empty void he was in. The only thing he could see was himself "Is this the afterlife? " he asked "Feels pretty lonely to me " "No, that's the road to the afterlife " a voice answered from a direction Shiro couldn't make out. "I don't see any...." Shiro replied before realizing "Wait, who's there " he asked, feeling a bit confused. "So you can't see it " the same voice came again, this time from behind Shiro. Shiro turned to see a man with blonde hair, dressed in casual clothes as if he was on vacation. "Are you dead too" Shiro asked trying to understand the situation. Then the man laugh
"Dear Shiro, If you are reading this, it means you've been through enough hell for me to remember to give you this book. It also means that things may get worse very soon so be carefull. There are many things I would like to talk to you about but there isn't enough time so I'll just say the most important things. I know that by now you're curious about your mother and you probably already hate me for not remembering her so I'm apologizing even though I know that by now I've done it many times without you listening. Your mother's name is Ritsu. she is beautiful, lovely, a bit rugged and a whole lot stronger than I am. I have a hand drawn picture of her inside this book but that's all I've got so don't lose it. if you want to know more about her go to 'Hidemoto Yami' or Rin or maybe Orie but but don't hate them for not telling you the truth. And if you go to Yami's, be ready to dodge some bullets, I kinda got into big trouble here. This book contains information about every skill I
"Oh god, why the hell did I choose this place " Lucas said to himself as he scanned his environment. The lights were shaking, he could see naked wires sparking, and water seemed to be leaking from most parts of the ceiling. "Oh well, back to business " he shrugged and picked up a little bucket of water, then looked at his guest that was sitting "not so comfortably" on a chair. "wake up " he said as he emptied the bucket on his tied-up guest, and watched him get drenched in the water and wake up. "Oh come on!" Shiro yelled as he woke up to see himself tied up and wet. then he looked around the room slowly, and in a calm voice he said "why don't we begin?" and turned to Lucas with a smirk. With little hesitation, Lucas asked his first question, "who are you?". Shiro wasn't quite sure what that meant, so he replied with "I'm sure you already know what". And with great disappointment, Lucas put his hand on his hand over his face and paced around the room for a while. Then stopp
From within the circle came forth a huge bird of prey; a hawk. It appeard to be fully covered in silver. Just by looking at it, one could tell that its beak was harder than a rock and that its claws were as sharp as blades, even its wings didn't seem flying was all they could do. At this point in the battle where pride was being cast aside, the same thought ran through the minds of everyone watching. "NOW THE REAL FIGHT BEGINS" "Go" at this command from Chris, the bird threw itself at Orie with incredible speed. Orie evaded the bird without problem but what came next was quite challenging. After evading an attack from above he found himself facing one from below. Not many can escape such attacks from Chris. He would use the bird to make his opponents dodge in a certain manner, then he would go in for the real attack when their balance had been compromised. It was quite an effective move, but just not for Orie. "How is this possible?" Chris thought to himself as he
"This is my day" "This is my day" "This is my day" It kept repeating but Natsumi could not understand what it meant" "This is my day" She knew she had forgotten something "This is my day" She was sure she had forgotten something "This is my day" Something that would help her discern the situation. "This is my day" It stopped as soon as she realized what it meant. She remembered that when she thought it was Orie's birthday, he had told her these words. She remembered how he told her of the four market days of his tribe and that he shared his name with one of them. She remembered that he told her how the days affected his power, and this made her the least surprised person among the audience when Orie got back up on his feet. "WHAT... THE... F***!!!!?" Ellie screamed at the camera "How much blood does this guy have?" "He's lost so much yet he is still standing" "What kind of immortal dragon sh** is this" "This is not easy to believ
Chris Vanadium. The only reason he didn't make it to the finals as much as Cal was that he faced Waramaki in most of the semifinals. He is one of the few people that have been able to beat Cal in the previous tournaments. He is also a one time champion and the one he beat to earn that title was none other than Fuji Waramaki. There were many reasons to fear him, but most feared attribute of his was the speed of his blade. Yes, he fights with a sword and he is really good with it; so good that a large percentage of his matches end in less than a minute. Anyone that saw his previous match was immediately reminded of how dangerous he was, even some that had faith in Orie in the previous match lost it for this one. To sum things up on how dangerous he was, the chance of him making it to the final match of the current tournament was ninety-nine percent. Though Orie's match was the first of round one, in round two, his match was the third. Not many had high hopes for this match beca
There was complete silence in all parts of the stadium. It wasn't that people had nothing to say but what could they say that could explain what just happened before their eyes? They just watched as the referee ran in to confirm the outcome. It took longer than usual as the referee also had his doubts but in the end he had no choice but to declare Cal unable to continue. The silence broke immediately he stood up to declare Orie the winner. The doubt of many began to flow out in words. "IT'S A LIE!!" "THIS IS BULLSHIT!!" "THIS GAME IS RIGGED!!" There was no word of doubt that was not spoken at that moment. Even when the medics came out to put Cal on a stretcher, people still thought it was an act. What could Orie do? He had just won a match and no one believed it. There was hardly anyone cheering for him, all the loud voices expressed nothing but doubt, hate, and disbelief. Despite all the hate he was getting, he just cracked a smile and walked out of the arena
You never truly appreciate a miracle unless you heard of it before it happened. That moment when the thing you thought was just too impossible begins to unfold before you for the very first time. There is no look more precious than that of one who has had such experience. Miracles happen only once. After that, it becomes a possibility. Cal and Orie were initially rated on a seven to one ratio. This meant that the officials of this tournament believed that Cal was at least seven times more powe6r than Orie and seven times more likely to win. At the current time the ratio had become ten to one. It seemed hopeless for the few that had put their faith in Orie. The match wasn't over but the situation made them feel the winner was already decided. "What is he doing in there?" "Does he have a death wish?" "Just give up already!!"even some of those that were on his opponent's side felt pity for him but Orie was not one to dwell on pity. He could not hear their words, al
"Ellie Porter here" "Live from the inside of the stadium and best seat in the house" "The starting buzzer for the match has been sounded but neither of the contenders have moved from their starting positions" "Cal is taking his time to charge up his power but we have no idea why Orie hasn't moved yet" "I still stand on my support for him but he has done what the rest of the world consider to be the greatest mistake in the history of this tournament" Ellie was right. Everyone that won against Cal in the previous tournament was powerful but that wasn't the only reason they won; they were able to win because they stopped him from charging up properly. The last person that let him charge up fully got knocked out in one hit and that was the expectation most of the crowd had for Orie. Soon, Cal had finished charging up. One could tell by the steam-like aura that could be seen emanating from his body. He got ready to move as the cheering of the crowd got louder; he was con
Just in case you were wondering where the fight was happening, the SHIN SEKAI company built a large stadium in the middle of the island where all roads cross. It was not exactly a hard place to find; in fact it was the most findable place in all of the island. The city was crowded with people from all over the world who were there for many different reasons. With the exception of those that came to spectate the matches, the most common visitors to this event were scouts and reporters. The tournament may not do much for the teachers, but it had the power to determine the future of the students that participated. "Ellie Porter here, reporting live from stadium one" a woman spoke with a clear voice as she stood with a microphone in front of a camera man. "As you can see, people from all over the world have come to witness the first match of the new world tournament" "This tournament was first introduced thirteen years ago on the same year that the school was built"
78: The goal ahead The new world tournament was one unique tournament. Despite the fact that it was held by a school and it's participants were staff and students, it still managed to draw worldwide attention. One contributing factor to this could be that the Shin-sekai academy was a prestigious school and was attended by the children of many of the world's elites but the major factor was that it proved to be more entertaining than many others in the world. The structure of the tournament was divided. The teachers' tournament took place first then the students' came after. After winners had been decided from both sides, the two winners would then have a face off. The winner of the previous teacher's tournament was Fuji Waramaki who had remained undefeated for five years. He also won all the face-offs with the student champions. The teachers tournament was full of old faces and the only two new faces in the tournament were Orie and Natsumi. Not many expected a different re
"The breeze in the west shall become the storm in the east" "It shall become a powerful force in the north" "And a sight of awe in the south" "And when it returns to the west..." "It shall be unstoppable" "My dear boy, Andrew Clipper" "These are not mere words" "This is your story" On hearing this, Andrew opened his eyes. He was on his knees and Orie stood beside him, placing a hand on his head. The room was dark and was lit by seven candles, and there was no one else in the room with them. Though all the doors and windows in the room were closed an intense wind blew within it. Gradually, the wind got stronger and blew ferociously around the empty room. It was strange that the seven candles didn't go off. "You are a storm that will sweep through all" "A wind that can move lands" "A reckoning force of greatness" "An unbreakable wind" "That, is what you are" Shiro was waiting for them outside the room. Throughout his the time he was wa