Xero could only stare at the messages that were popping up in form of hologram in fromt of him. He didn’t understand what was happening to him. He had only seen this game like stuff once and that was while his cousins were playing a video game.
"What is this? Some kind of game or what?" Xero finally let out as he stared at the hologram. He tried to touch the interface but his hands passed through it like a hologram.
[Stats Initializing...]
[Stats Initialized]
[Name: Xero Damien]
[Race: Human]
[Level: 1]
[Strength:5]
[Speed:5]
[Agility:6]
[Stamina:8]
[Stat Points available:2]
[EXP : 60/100 ]
[Gained 50 EXP from killing Tansle]
"What the hell is all these information for? Is this some sort of game or what?" Xero felt annoyed for a moment.
For all he knew, this thing managed to know his full name and even the name of his uncle. It said something about murdering. His heart sank. That was when he realised that he had just killed his uncle.
He rushed over to his Uncle and he could see the multiple cuts and stabs he had given him. There was no possible way Tansle was surviving that.
After checking him and cross checking his heart beat, he was sure that Tansle had died. A light sigh escaped his lips. Instead of being remorseful, a sharp smile lingered on his face.
"Serves you perfect. Level 15 ends up killed by your nephew who had no ability. Quite a shame." Xero said and picked up the knife. He left the room and closed the door behind him.
Then he walked into the kitchen and began to wash the knife carefully. Then he stopped for a while to think. He had felt a rush of adrenaline when he wanted to kill Tansle. He didn’t know why but the feeling seemed good to him and it was like he was being fed food after years of starvation.
He dropped the knife and walked into the bathroom for a quick shower. Even while bathing he couldn’t help his mind. It drifted off again to the way he had mercilessly stabbed his uncle.
Was it because his uncle was cruel to him? Was that why he badly wanted to kill him? No. He knew deep within him that it wasn’t the case.
Then the holograms he had seen after that was another mystery. Just what was that message all about? He raised his head up as the shower rained water upon his face.
He got out from the bathroom and quickly changed up. Then he opened his drawer and picked up a notebook. It was the only thing he had left of his parents. A diary.
From the details in the diary his parents had attended the same University. Military Super University. It did not have a location as he had searched thoroughly in the book for one.
In an attempt to know more about his parents, he had enrolled in the school. He had heard his classmates speak of various notable and prestigious schools but he didn’t seem to know anyone who knew the Military Super University.
Once in class, the teacher had asked everyone individually about their choices of institutions. Most people put the popular universities everyone knew and besides there were fewer universities now so everyone was conversant with them.
When Xero had told them that he intended to go to the Military Super University, everyone thought he was a drunk. They had never heard of that name before and even the teacher said there was no record of such a name.
Xero thought that perhaps his parents school was now deep in the history. He had completely given up on the idea of the school after searching up for it and finding out that it truly didn’t exist.
Until last week, he received a call from the school management who asked him of his address and told him they will pick him up today.
Right now, he was a bit bothered about it. It was running late. The clouds were getting darker as time went on. He looked around his room, he had already packed up everything he needed in a small bag as required by the management.
He sat on his bed quietly thinking about his life. As a boy with no ability, he desperately wanted to learn as much as he could from school and this school also offered him the opportunity to learn of his parents.
"What a disappointment..." Xero cursed out of his breath.
Just then he heard a knock on the door. His eyes flew up and he rushed over to the door and opened it only to see a bulky man standing at his door step.
"I suppose you are Xero Damien." The man asked. Xero nodded light as he stared at him, his brain already calculating who this was.
"From Military Super University. I’m here to pick you. Get your bag let’s head off." The man said and with those two sentences, Xero rushed into his room and picked up his bag and rushed out again.
Outside there was a bus that one would have mistaken for a luxurious bus. It was pure white with no extra design. Xero had expected a larger bus and had imagined it to be designed with the school logo and all that.
"Get into the bus. Let’s go." The man commanded and Xero locked the door before dashing into the bus.
Just as he entered,he could see other students sleeping in the bus. He wondered why they would be sleeping on their way to their university. It was absurd.
He didn’t want to wake anyone up so he gently got into the bus and sat down beside a fat boy who was obviously snorting off.
"Damn. A disaster." He whispered to himself. Then just as he was looking behind to see his house one last time, he perceived an aroma that was strangely strong.
[Ability detected]
[Poison gas released]
[Boosting Host’s senses to max]
What was this hologram doing in his front again? Was he a drunk or what? And what was that sweet aroma he had perceived just now.
Just then he began to understand. One of the men in the bus was using a poison ability to induce the kids to sleep. He tried to stand up and reach the driver’s seat but the man who had just picked him sat at the other side and saw him stand.
"What the hell is this kid? Guess you need a higher dosage then." The man muttered and Xero could scent the aroma again.
He immediately used his left hand to cover his nose to avoid falling asleep. Then he slowly walked towards the driver’s seat.
[Warning!! Poison contained in 70% of the air. Host is reaching his limit]
Xero could feel his eyes get weary but he wanted to get to the driver’s seat before falling asleep, so he used all his strength despite the fact that his legs were shaking.
He got to he driver’s seat and as he wanted to speak he felt totally weak.
"Wh...why...are...they...." he collapsed onto the seat and the two men stared at the boy.
"Just what the hell is this kid?" The men thought to themselves as they looked at him.