Chapter 103: Vajra Ascent (2)

Chapter 103: Vajra Ascent (2)

Amyra, standing at the forefront, encouraged the students.

The academy must fully disclose everything about this incident. Prosecuting Headmaster Alpheas is the only way to ensure the future of the Magic Academy!

Right! Alpheas, resign! Proceed with Shirones funeral!

Their shouts echoed beyond the infirmary windows to where Amy and her group were. Suddenly, the door burst open, and Sharelle entered.

Amy, its a mess!

What happened? Why are they suddenly like this?

Amys confusion was natural. She thought the student council meeting was about to end, but suddenly they gathered, demanding Shirones funeral.

The seniors are conspiring to accuse the Headmaster. I thought we could at least protect Shirone, but Fermi messed it up

Amy didnt need to see to understand. Fermi was more than capable of such a thing. The student council seemed to be heading towards the Headmasters retirement. However, she couldnt blame them. If the academy's head had moral flaws, moving on was better for the future.

But it was too extreme. Thats why Fermis behavior was irritating. The teachers lukewarm response had triggered the student council's anger, but Fermi was the one who lit the fuse.

That bastard. He owes his life to Shirone too.

What should we do now, Amy?

Amy bit her nails, deep in thought.

What else? We have to endure.

Alpheas had said to watch over Shirone for a while. That he had convinced the teachers to do even this much was a miracle.

Nade, looking out the window, turned to Yiruki with a sharp retort.

Are you satisfied now? Theres a crowd out there thinking just like you. Shouldnt you be out there with them?

Do you want me to join them?

Yiruki snapped back. The tension between them had remained since their fight.

Sharelle frowned.

Stop it, both of you. Fighting among ourselves wont solve anything. We need to unite now.

Tch! You think Yiruki will cooperate? Hes heartless.

Enough. And Yiruki, you too. Be cautious. The situation has seriously escalated. One word could change public opinion, so stay here for now.

I had no plans to leave anyway.

Yiruki buried his face in his hands, deep in thought. It had been five days since Shirones death. His prediction was taking much longer than expected.

If the student council is moving, the teachers wont hold out for long. Maybe 48 hours left

The atmosphere in the infirmary turned cold. Everyone was overly sensitive from the ordeal.

Amy stroked Shirones forehead. Logically, he should be considered dead. But was clinging to hope in the current situation normal?

Please, come back, Shirone

Amy couldnt be certain of Shirones return. But now, five days since his heart stopped, the realm of certainty had passed. It was now a matter of faith.

The woman watched the red light emanating from Shirone. Its high energy could vibrate particles and destroy any object.

Shirone, dont do this. That magic is too destructive. It doesnt suit your nature.

I dont want to fight either. But you intend to keep me here. I cant allow that. I must return.

Do you think you can defeat me?

Shirone shook his head. It was an honest feeling. This being, calling herself a god, possessed formidable powers. She was surely at a higher level than even Arcane.

Who exactly was this woman? And where was this place?

Shirone stopped his thoughts. He knew this was not where he belonged.

Please tell me how to return to my original world.

Even if I tell you, it wouldnt be possible. It would be an act leading you to death once again.

I still think I should try.

Yet, he didnt reach super-light speed. As long as the concept of faster than time was incomprehensible, casting magic through willpower was impossible. What remained was the complete opening of the Immortal Function. Entering an unknown realm of potential annihilation, he expanded his consciousness to the whole.

Shirones form burst, disintegrating into particles. Finally, something faster than light crossed the event horizon and raced towards the light.

It worked!

Shirone still maintained consciousness. Even with the Immortal Function fully open, no particles dispersed in the black hole. He saw the exit in the distance. His physical body was waiting there.

Im going! Finally!

Suddenly, his speed started to decrease. Meaningless particles began to stick between Shirone's particles. As they combined, creating meaning, they acted like voices, confusing Shirones mind.

-Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption.

-Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction.

As Shirone's eyes grew heavier, the exit seemed to move away. The particles intertwined complexly, evolving simple meanings into higher-dimensional concepts.

-Ah, birth, to the lowest of beings.

-I dont want to die. The life of mortals.

Shirone realized this was the process of becoming human, as the woman mentioned. A being thrown into the world, embracing both desire and fear.

Perhaps every human heard such voices in their mother's womb?

I wont lose! I will return!

-Where to? Theres nowhere welcoming you.

To my world! Where my friends are waiting!

-They will kill you. Youll hinder consumption and reproduction. A journey of inevitable death awaits you, filled with collisions of desire and painful struggles.

Ughhh! I cant hear anything! Nothing can stop me!

Shirone cried out desperately. But as the combination progressed, the drifting voices grew louder.

A human, in the end, is a being made of numerous voices. Like a solo buried in a chorus, Shirone eventually lost his own voice.

-Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption. Consumption.

-Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction. Reproduction.

Seven days since Shirones death.

The student council was still staging a sit-in. Specifically, it was the radicals following Amyra.

In contrast, conservative students blocked the entrance, preventing entry. With factions dividing even the moderates, the number of demonstrators had doubled.

Most of the student body was gathered in front of the building, protesting day and night. The friends protecting Shirone were on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Execute Shirones funeral!

Execute! Execute!

Alpheas, face the judgement of the Magic Association!

Face it! Face it!

Sharelle covered her ears. Though the windows were closed, muffling the sound, she couldnt bear to listen anymore.

Isnt this too much? Why are they so desperate to condemn Shirone?

Amy, who had been dozing off on the auxiliary bed, raised her head at Sharelles words.

Those kids have their reasons. Even students who usually disliked Shirone have joined in.

Is Shirones competence his fault? Because theyre narrow-minded?

Thats how humans are. If there are people who acknowledge Shirone, there are bound to be those who reject him.

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