Best enemy

After the conversation with Ellen, he chose to walk around the school and maybe get to know some people before he runs away the following day to go save the world. He entered the main building where most theory classes took place.

The hallway floor was made of marble with the school name and badge written on it. The walls were painted red and white. Ron hated red he found the color childish and unattractive.

On the sides, he could see a staircase that was continuing further upwards of the building, and close to the staircase were the students' lockers, each with a fingerprint scanner. This place was a bit too modern for an academy that teaches kids how to use magic and fight gods, he expected something like magical brooms or maybe talking doorknobs.

He moved further into the hallway that seemed like it was going to take him a while to reach the end of it because he could barely see the end of it.

He had just reached halfway when his attention was suddenly drawn to the strange paintings of old men that were hanging on the wall. Ron felt strange when he saw one that resembled someone he felt like he knew. The painting was of a muscular man with a long white beard. He was shirtless and on the head, he was wearing a metal saucepan with wings.

Bellow, it reads in Old Norse "The first god slayer Thorine Brighton after killing the god of war Ares."

Ron didn't know why. But something about that picture angered him, he felt like if Thorine was right here he would kick him in the nutcase and punch him in the face.

"My great uncle," Kalaban had suddenly appeared behind him.

Ron turned until they were now facing each other.

"Your great uncle?" Ron had already forgotten that Kalaban's second name was Brighton.

Kalaban chuckled, "Yes, I am Kalaban Brighton after all, but am no here for that, am here to ask you to keep away from Ellen Starhold." he said.

Ron grinned. "Why? You like her?"This was his problem. Ron had a big mouth that used to attract the bullies back in his old school and here he was, doing it again in front of the most powerful student in the school.

"Watch that mouth of yours Ron Carter, and know where you stop as a human, "Kalaban ordered.

"Then am sorry, your majesty, I can't keep away from Ellen Starhold…"

Close to him. Kalaban looked way older than Ron. He was smartly dressed in a turtleneck shirt and checked trousers that were cut short before reaching his very shinny oxford gentleman shoes. Ron could tell Kalaban was the kind of person who didn't stand being talked back at. He couldn't see it on his face because of the pair of spectacles that covered his eyes.

But he saw Kalaban squeeze his hands to make a fist and clenched it.

"Fine," Kalaban said, "then you've made your first enemy, Ron Carter. I guess you are just like your father--a rebellious peasant."

"How do you know my father?" Ron asked.

Kalaban shrugged, "I don't, but I know a lot about you Ron Carter, and through you, I can see your father's character traits through your human eyes. Do you know what makes god slayers special and different from the other wizards out there? It's because we are born with a special gene created from Ymir's body, you see there were many gods and beliefs back then, but we god slayers were born from hatred of all gods and the desire to protect the innocents that gods had chosen to purge. My ancestors sat down with the strongest magic users in almost all the realms and created a special magical gene that was passed onto him and the first god slayers, for centuries the power belonged to the Nobel bloodlines like me and Ellen. "

"And what does that mean? Am unworthy? Huh."

Kalaban smiled."Exactly, I knew you weren't dumb." he said. He put his hands behind his back and muttered something in old Norse.

"Then watch me become greater than the rest of you." Ron talked back after understanding that what Kalaban had said was 'you will never be as great as us'

Kalaban laughed at his words, but Ron had noticed that Kalaban was surprised because the laugh sounded forged.

He stopped laughing and said, 'I will see you again Ron Carter, and when we meet again like this and you haven't considered leaving Ellen Starhold, I will surely be your best enemy," his eyes beamed through the glasses and Ron could see the red bright eyes glow even brighter with the lenses magnifying them. This sent a cold chill through his spine while he stared at him in fear.

Kalaban smartly walked away without saying anything more, leaving Ron wondering what was wrong with these people.

THE ROOM DOOR OPENED…and Ron walked in. He rumbled his way to his bed and tossed his exhausted body on his bed. He moaned from exhaustion and rolled over to face the ceiling. The day had already been long enough, dwarf, Ellen, and his new enemy Kalaban. He wondered if this was cool, having the head boy as his enemy was kind of an upgrade from society being his enemy.

He heard the shower running, meaning Nathan was in the room, come to think of it…he hasn't had time to bond with his roommate. The few days have been a bit rough with all of him being a reincarnated god, and the end of the realms if he doesn't help.

--A black raven flew onto the window seal and started tapping the glass window with its beak--

The tapping lasted for a few seconds before it got annoying. He didn't intend to break the glass when he picked a marble and tossed it in the direction of the window to scare the bird away, not knowing his strength. The marble shattered the entire window, killed the raven instantly, and passed through a tree before it could no longer be seen.

Nathan ran out of the shower with a towel wrapped below his abdomen, he still had soap in his hair and water was still on his body. It was pretty clear he was still showering. The look he had when he saw the window was unbelievable.

"You have super strength! Oh, my gods…I thought you were an esper."Ron didn't see that coming, didn't Nathan see the broken ten thousand dollar worth of glass he had just shattered with a marble?

"What is an esper?"

"I don't know, but most people in this school are espers," he said, "I am an esper. We do stuff with our minds, but it's now boring… "

Ron stared at Nathans's awkward smile. "Am I going to get into trouble for this." he pointed at the window.

"Na…it will repair itself."

"And the raven I've just killed."

Nathan looked at him like he didn't know what Ron was talking about, "What raven?"

"The one over there." he pointed at the bird in their room, lying dead on the woolen carpet.

Nathan glared at where they had pointed, but he still saw nothing, "I think you've been pranked without noticing because there's truly nothing there."

Ron stared at the raven confused on why Nathan couldn't see it. There was a ringing head, it sounded like a metal being dragged on the ground, he pressed his eyes and stopped instantly when he opened them. To see, the raven was no longer there and Nathan was staring at him the look on his face was asking Ron 'dude are you okay?'

"Yeah, maybe it was a…prank." Ron smiled.

Nathan gave him a half-smile like he suspected something was going on with Ron."Okay, dude. Let me get back to the shower," he said, then head back to the shower.

Ron pulled out the necklace from under his shirt and grabbed the ring if this was Odin's ring. He couldn't risk wearing it, what if he's not even Odin or a god at all. He may disintegrate into a pile of goo due to too much magical power. The ring was shiny and would look like gold or silver depending on who sees it.

'Dad, let me hope what am about to do isn't that dumb," he whispered to the ring.

"Who are you talking to?" Nathan suddenly appeared, "and what is that around your neck?" he asked while pointing at the ring. In his eyes the ring was silver.

"Oh, it's my it was my dad's wedding ring, he gave it to me before he died," Ron answered.

Nathan didn't want to ask any more questions. He sighed, "A raven. . .Huh, the only ravens I know are Huginn and Muninn…"

Ron's head hurt on hearing those names like his mind was trying to access information that should have been there but wasn't.

"Odin's Ravens." he finally said. His blue eyes were now glowing, and that is when he noticed he was no longer in his room.