This choice: The boys have different second classes • Go Back... Morgan and Ren had different classes so they bid each other goodbye before heading off to their next class.
The classroom Morgan went into was dimly lit, with lanterns attached to the walls with purple flames. There were more giants in this class than in the previous class but still a good amount of normal sized students, all talking amongst themselves. Morgan took a seat next to a boy with white hair and blue eyes wearing a black jacket.
“Hi I’m Morgan,” He said to the white-haired boy “Century, first year” He responded “Hey, so am I! That’s cool” Morgan cheerfully stated.
“Settle down, settle down,” The students quieted down and looked to the front of the class. Just like the previous class, the teacher was a giantess, probably to help keep control of the class Morgan guessed.
She had gray skin and turquoise tribal markings on her arms. She had long orange hair kept in a barret and wore a dark robe and had orange eyes. She appeared to somewhat older than Aqua.
“Hello I am Miss Twilight and this is beginners dark magic. Now before we begin I know you have all heard stories about dark magic users being evil or terrible people. While it is true there are lots beings that use dark magic that aren’t good people there are also lots of good dark magic users, but the reason you haven’t heard much about them is that they tend to keep to themselves.”
“Is there anything dark magic users have over light magic users? I did research and dark magic and light magic tend to be equal in overall power but people who use light magic are lauded as heroes while we get jack squat. As well light magic users tend to be good healers.” One giant girl grumpily stated.
Miss Twilight was taken aback by the outburst but was able to answer. “Well, some nice things about being a dark magic user is that if you know where to look you can extend your lifespan by quite a bit. On top of that dark magic users can cast curses. While there are many curses and spells that are assumedly exactly the same, curses are much harder to get rid of.”
The orange haired woman said with a hint of pride, this caused the girl to grin “Are you going to teach us how to cast curses?”
“While cursing isn’t exactly what I am best at I can safely say that later in the year that you’ll be combined with the other beginners class and learn some simple curses.” This answer seemed to excite the girl who loudly cheered.
“Now then for the rest of class how about we have a little icebreaker? Each of you pick a partner and try to get to know them” Miss Twilight suggested, Morgan turned to face Century but he saw that he wasn’t there. Instead, the white-haired boy was talking to the giantess who was complaining earlier. Morgan turned the other way.
“Hey how's it going?” Morgan yelped when his face was inches away from something red. He moved out of the way so he could get a better look. It was a boy dressed in a red cloak and hat covering an underlayer of clothing composed of a straw-like material. However, the most prominent thing about him was that he was wearing a red and purple heart-shaped mask with spiked edges. The eyes of it were realistic, bloodshot with green irises. “I’m Skull Kid, Morgan was it? Don’t worry this is a mask.” The boy said, his tone friendly.
“Uh, yeah. Don’t schools’ normally not allow masks and such?” Morgan asked tilting his head. Skull kid laughed “Oh yeah definitely, my first teacher literally tried to rip it off. But this thing is cursed as heck. Just found it one day and snapped onto my face like metal to a magnet. Believe me, I’ve tried taking it off but nothing I have tried works doesn’t help I sleep in a tree.”
“Wait, if you can’t take it off then how do you eat?” Morgan asked once more. “I have to cut up my food and then use magic to teleport it in my mouth, it’s a bit of hassle but it’s better than starving to death.”
The two boys continued to talk to each other for the rest of class.
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Ren had managed to make it to his next class and was surprised to see several forges and tools, the classroom seemed to fit only normal sized students. At the front of the room was a large burly man with arms thick as tree branches and a large brown beard. On either side of him were two boys in their teens. One had black hair and was wearing a black leather jacket. The other had light green hair and was wearing headphones.
Ren took a seat next to a boy with light blue hair and eyes. He wore clothes fit for a prince but it the style of it appeared to not restrict movement in any way.
“Welcome to magical weapons, I am Mr. Vulcan.” The man’s voice was loud and hearty.
“Like in star trek?” One boy in the back blurted, Mr. Vulcan glaring at him. “Call me that again and you’re losing a hand!” The man shouted and started snarling, the two teens had to go in front of him and calm him down.
He took some deep breaths before addressing the class. “Sorry about that, I just really do not like being associated with that. Anyway since this is a beginning class we won’t be actually be making any magical weapons, however, we will be learning a lot about them and if this class interests you enough then you can take the advanced class where we will actually be making magical weapons. On the bright side in this class, you’ll be able to enchant weapons.” Mr. Vulcan explained looking over the students, he then noticed the boy next to Ren raising his hand.
“Before you ask your question boy, tell me your name.” The burly man stated. “Light Blue sir, if I may who are those boys standing next to you?”
Mr. Vulcan grinned before roughly placing his hands on the two teens shoulders. “This here is Mickey” He patted the black haired teen, “and Loyd” he did the same to the green haired teen. “Two of my best students, they have a free period so I have asked them to help out and such and agreed!” Mr. Vulcan gave out a boisterous laugh.
After a couple of minutes, Mr. Vulcan allowed the students to talk with each other.
“You’re the paint kid, Ren, right?” Ren turned and saw Loyd standing over him. “Uhm, yeah how did you know?”
“Mr. Vulcan’s attendance list was left out and I may have taken a peek at it. It talks a bit about the students and when I saw what it said about you, I decided to make this.” Loyd reached into the pocket in his jacket and pulled out a paintbrush with cylindrical handle and teardrop-shaped bristles. “A paintbrush?” “Not just any paintbrush.” Loyd leaned in and whispered into Ren’s ear, the boy smiling.
It turned out that Morgan and Ren had shared their next class. In fact Light Blue, Skull Kid, Century also shared the next class with them. So those five boys and some others were walking to their next class when all of a sudden an alarm noise sounded and the crystals turned red.
“We have an intruder within the school unless if you want to die painfully I’d recommend evacuating immediately!” The voice of Prime exclaimed loudly.
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