Death
"It's nothing." He said wiping the tears away with his sleeve.
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"Everyone please get to your seats. I am Emelia, the homeroom teacher for this class, nice to meet you." A beautiful teacher with light purple hair, she also carried an air of confidence around her and was somewhat busty walked in front of the class
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/Author note - I see I haven't described Daemon...he looks like Anos, his hair goes down to his shoulders (a little longer), he has tan skin, and his eyes are the same as Ano's, but they have some gold in them./
"Hoh?" Daemon said somewhat impressed as he examined the women in front of him aka his 'teacher'. 'Her power isn't that bad considering all the trash I've seen around here.'
"This may be sudden, but you will begin to break up in teams. Those who would like to be a team leader, declare yourself as a candidate. You also must be capable of using this spell to apply as a candidate." The teacher started off with simple instructions.
She then created a magic circle on the board. 'Demon formation? Interesting...' He instantly recognized the magic circle.
She then turned back towards the class. "This is probably your first time ever seeing this spell. This is a spell called Demon formation. The spell grants the caster's subordinates special strength. You will all draw this circle and only the ones capable will have the chance to have a shot at being a team leader." She was finally getting to the end portion of her speech. "Now those who would like to be a volunteer raise your hand."
As she said that Daemon immediately raised his hand.
'My poor descendants, you can't even recognize your ancestor, it pains my heart, but don't worry I'll beat it into all of you one by one.'
"Daemon I'm afraid you can't volunteer." She immediately shut him down.
"Why not?"
"Because you wear a white uniform and you are a mixed-blood." Her answer was short, but it made him recognize one of the main reasons they had become this weak. 'I've noticed signs of it outside, but the royals genuinely hate non-royals...pathetic.'
"What does being a mix-blood have to do with anything when I'm stronger than every royal in this classroom combined?" His reply causing veins to bulge on the side of her head, but she tried her best to keep calm. But the royal students couldn't copy her example.
"You piece of shit, mixed-blood."
"I challenge you to a duel!"
"I'll have your whole family tortured."
Threats like that sounded out in the classroom, but he solved it quite easily,
/AUTHOR NOTE - I FUCKING DELETED ALL I WROTE.
He immediately revived the student after tho. 'Can't have him dying just yet before I deal with this teacher.' "I'm alive... I'M ALIVE!" The student who had just been killed madly patted his body to check if he really was alive. He then looked towards the teacher then Daemon. He immediately left the classroom not even reporting what just happened. Who would believe him? Ressurection magic wasn't even a thing of this era, people would think he was crazy.