Chapter 6: Weapon Selection

Chapter 6: Weapon Selection

Here on what I call the 'Perfect Earth,' a realm where the balance between good and evil is delicately preserved. Forged by the very typing of my keyboard, it's a world where the strength of villains can only be matched by the mightiest of heroes and where a calamity will strike there will be one equivalent to the same force of its own.

our main protagonist, Jan Ates secures a second chance at life to stop the impending threat that obliterated his world once before, I find myself entangled in the same struggle, fighting for the preservation of my existence. The danger in this world is scary.

Many groups of evil were waiting to attack the world or parts of the world soon like the devil worshippers, Syndicates Organisation, and the Salvation tribe these were right now the things I should be worrying about.

Mainly the final threat is still in hibernation, waiting to deliver the final, devastating blow that will tip the dangerous balance.

And even if the time comes I know I'll have to resort to 'that' method if it comes to the worst. Its origins and consequences are shrouded in unknown, 'that' method remains the last, desperate gambit against all evil.

The 'Perfect Earth' isn't just a world for heroes and villains; it's a dynamic, ever-shifting landscape. A futuristic society where advanced technology clashes with ancient mysticism, the very fabric of the world contributing to the balance that rocks on the edge. A utopian face that hides the constant struggle beneath, where heroes fight against the darkness threatening to engulf everything.

[Saturday 5:32 am]

BEEP!, BEEP,! BEEP!,

AHHHHH

This is seriously pushing my limits. Deja vu hits hard with that dream where I'm explaining my novel over and over — Well, that's how deep the rabbit hole goes... for now.

But hey, it's the weekend, and the more I wonder how things could spiral into chaos, it reminds me of that one wild Friday night, back when life had a touch of unpredictability.

Ah, the good old days. Yet, this week has been relentless, keeping me on the edge with non-stop training and the constant change of character was far from the novel writing I initially expected.

And as for a good night's sleep? Seems like a distant memory, slipping away like sand through my fingertips.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

[K-1 Classroom GC]

<Ly4ra: 5:36 am> Guys are we ready for this week's assignment :3

<BadAzz: 5:37 am> Lyra it's 5 in the morning go back to sleep

<Val.Freya: 5:37 am> Bazz that's not a nice thing to say be more polite.

<BadAzz: 5:38 am> Apologies Valencia. Lyra can you pleaseeee. go to sleep.

<NoahTheArk 5:38 am> So everyone's a morning person now huh?

Are these people clinically insane? this is the 4th conversation in a row that has happened in the morning.

Why did I make them all like this? why?

\Here's a recap of what happened in the past week/

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[Tuesday 9:30 am]

[Pinnacle's Selection Weaponry]

"Weapon Selection is today. These are your partners for the year, so choose wisely. Sign the sheet by the exit with your choice. Assemble at the Team IDS room immediately after. We'll be putting those weapons to use."

As I scanned the expansive weaponry room, the attention to detail stood out. The four corners were an impressive array of weaponry, from blades crafted from rare enchanted metals to the most intricately designed firearms.

The materials used in the weapons caught my eye. Firearms seamlessly blended advanced polymers with magical enhancements, creating a harmonious fusion of modern technology and ancient craftsmanship.

Interactive holographic simulations dotted the room, allowing students to preview the performance of the weapons. Some even offered augmented reality scenarios, enabling students to virtually wield the weapons in combat situations.

In the holographic Team IDS room, Kolek our teacher stepped forward, his stern gaze scanning the assembled students. A large screen flickered to life, displaying a list of names arranged in groups.

"Welcome, students, to your first practical lesson of the year," Kolek began. "Before we proceed, let me clarify that the groupings have been randomized for this exercise. As you can see on the screen, your teammates are chosen based on a combination of factors to ensure a diverse and challenging experience."

[Team 1: Jan Ates, Camila Diana, Rana <anno data-annotation-id="3a5c7e01-6594-85ed-9b24-eeb9c1f5ecbd">[???]</anno>, Nick [???] ]

[Team 2: Louise De Villerion, Miya Takeo, Jae Yoona, Dean [???] ]

[Team 3: Valencia Freya, Bazz Wong, Noah Davies, Alice Elizabeth]

[Team 4: Lyra Anett, Rel Laurence, Pedro [???], Danny [???] ]

Ah, you've got to be kidding me. I'm stuck with the rich girl and the one with the worst personality of all. She'll probably just toss me aside as she did with her guild colleagues.

If I were to make a list of people not to piss off, number one would definitely be Lyra. She was clearly one of those characters who had that super soft side on the outside and then she'd murder you without hesitation if she found out that her act would be exposed.

With this selection, it couldn't get any worse, but I guess being accompanied by other background characters as well would help heaps. Maybe I could get on her good side.

The randomness of the selection was evident as the students exchanged glances. Some were excited about the unexpected partnerships, while others faced the challenge of adapting to new teammates.

Louise didn't seem to mind, and the others appeared indifferent, but Team 3 was stacked, especially since they'd probably clear their monster within 20 minutes. The other eight teams would likely have trouble keeping up, as the main characters are always destined to shine.

"If everyone is done looking at the screen, I'll continue. Your goal is to work together, strategize effectively, and repel the monster in a specified area. Choose your positions wisely, and remember, teamwork is key," Kolek emphasized, gesturing towards the detailed scenario unfolding on the holographic displays.

"Now the number on the platform corresponds to the number of your team. I'm sure you know what that means. Everyone now moves off into teams, and if your timer exceeds the time limit, the gear you're wearing will transport your squad out of the designated location and back into the room."

Taking all the information into account, I went up to the platform, awaiting my teammates. One by one, they all arrived as I greeted them.

Pedro squinted at me, a frown creasing his brow.

"Wait, you're... uh, Rel? Right?"

"That's me." I managed a smile, despite the awkward start.

Danny gave me a friendly nod. "Sup, pleased to meet you."

Lyra, spoke in her sweet tone. "Hi there!" Her voice held a bright, welcoming warmth that helped ease some of the tension.

With a polite nod, I acknowledged my peculiar assembly of teammates, each with their own distinct personalities. Pedro seemed a bit befuddled, struggling to recall my name, while Danny exuded a casual vibe. Lyra, on the other hand, radiated an innocent charm with her sweet and friendly demeanor.

As our small group assembled on the designated platform, I couldn't help but feel a mix of uncertainty and curiosity. We were an eclectic bunch—Pedro, seemingly still puzzled, Danny with his laid-back attitude, and Lyra, a potentially unpredictable force beneath her gentle exterior. It was a concoction that intrigued me.

Our attention shifted to the holographic display, where Kolek continued his instructions, emphasizing the importance of teamwork and strategic planning. The challenge was clear: kill the monster in the specified area within the given time limit.

I observed Lyra's enthusiasm, her eyes shining with a determination that hinted at a depth beneath her innocent exterior. As the countdown to the practical began I checked if everything was all good and we were transported to another place on earth.

SHWANG!

The IDS Beamed, and in an instant, the surroundings transformed. We found ourselves standing in a vast, grassy biome with rolling hills and scattered trees. The air was charged with an unfamiliar energy, and the distant buzz of the monster signalled the imminent danger we were about to face. The timer on our watches started ticking down, adding a sense of urgency to our mission.

Lyra, true to her enthusiastic nature, took the lead without hesitation. With a glance at the team, she outlined a quick plan, emphasizing the need for coordination and communication. As the grassy expanse unfolded before us, our group set off in pursuit of the elusive monster.

However, despite Lyra's proactive leadership, I soon found myself lagging behind. The crossbow in my hands felt slightly unwieldy as I struggled to maintain pace with the others. The uneven terrain and the unfamiliar weapon made it challenging for me to keep up, and I could sense the subtle frustration building within the team.

Lyra glanced back, her eyes widening in concern. "Rel, are you okay? We need to stick together!"

I nodded, trying to conceal my struggle. "Yeah, just getting used to the crossbow. Go ahead, I'll catch up."

With determined expressions, the rest of the team pressed forward, leaving me to navigate the grassy expanse at my own pace. The distant buzz of the monster served as a constant reminder of the ticking clock, urging me to overcome the hurdles and rejoin my teammates before it was too late.

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