Transmigrated as the Novel's Final Boss

Despite having an intrigued expression on his face, with his eyebrows raised and mouth open, Raven ultimately responded.

"pfft, just a waste of time."

Even I wouldn’t classify the academy’s entrance ceremony as a "waste of time."

Though it was just a bunch of pages filled with text for me, I had been able to imagine it, and something about watching the words you read come to life was beautiful.

Smiling, I made an abrupt turn, causing Raven to fall behind me, and then halted a couple of steps later.

In the distance, down the street, a massive circular-shaped building came into sight, towering far above all the other structures on the island.

The famous Glaive Colosseum.

Not only could it hold over five thousand people, but its architecture was simply stunning.

If I had to compare it to somewhere on Earth, I would say it was a more modern and stable version of the iconic Colosseum in Rome.

There were arch-shaped holes in the Colosseum’s wall, allowing you to actually see its inside despite being outside, and thousands of steps that surrounded it.

However, instead of being painted a pure white, the exterior of the building was colored a crimson red with occasional white spots.