Reaper's Resurgence: A System Reset

Alexia Knight

"-and remember to be at the training field in half an hour for the dungeon dive! You do not want to miss this!" the professor shouts as everyone begins to gather their things. He's an older looking man with long hair and is wearing a business suit that I'm willing to bet is probably enchanted. Although considering his level, who knows what his actual age is. There are some people out there with odd classes that make you look old even if you're not for some reason. "Unless you want to fall behind in level!"

Everyone ignores him, simply focusing on moving as fast as they can so that they can have more time to prepare for the dungeon dive. The first field excursion of the year for us first years at the Royal Academy. And something I've personally been looking forward to for a while now.

Because why wouldn't someone want to go to the Royal Dungeon? It's the best place to level in the entire kingdom after all. And the King is very much known for hogging his dungeon to his loyal retainers and the Royal Academy students, simply to keep accumulating more power and as an incentive for others to attend his academy.

Typical Ascendant.

Which is all the more reason to dream of becoming one myself one of these days. So I can do what I want without a care as well. Not that I really believe that it's possible.

I shake my head at that as I stand up, pulling my laptop bag over my shoulder and beginning to make my way towards the aisle of the classroom. But before I can reach it, I hear a familiar voice shout from the entrance, bringing my eyes over to find my twin standing there with her hands on her hips as she patiently taps her feet. "Lexi, hurry up! I won't be missing this!"

That has me letting out a short sigh before I continue walking towards the aisle while ignoring some of the looks people are sending either me or my sister, some amused, others not so much. Thankfully most of the students in my class are just ignoring us as they go about their own business.

Once I reach the door of the classroom where she's standing, I tell her, "Would you mind not shouting at me in a room full of other students?"

She raises a brow at that, only to shrug and turn around, beginning her trek down the hall without a word.

That's a yes then. Good.

Still wish she would voice it more often though.

I begin following her as I glance around at the students we pass in the hallway, each wearing their own armor instead of any sort of stuffy uniform. Something I've heard the academies from other kingdoms often require of their students.

A rather stupid thing if you ask me. Another reason why my sister and I chose this academy instead of going to a different kingdom and attending theirs. Well, that and it's where the old man went.

Speaking of my sister, I glance at her to find her wearing a set of armor mirroring my own enchanted black leather armor, the both of us taught by the same Magic Knight who adopted the two of us when we were just five years old. And he always talks about how we got our preference in armor from him, which he seems to be rather proud of.

Most likely. He mentions it at least once a month, so he's probably proud of that fact.

As we walk, I open my status.