Interstellar academy
Earthsea, Central City. Monday, February 7, Star Year 230, 11:00 AM.
Interstellar Academy - Enrollment Day.
Something interesting about living in an advanced world. It is the discrepancy between what a person can or cannot try to do, one would think that due to how advanced the world is, there would be more mechanical beings from the little that Ishmael could see, they were few and varied in existence.
He wasn't sure if this world had already gone through any trouble related to them. But without a doubt, it was something that did not fit so much in his thoughts, even now while Ismael got off the bicycle right in front of him an imposing floating structure occupied everything as far as the eye could see.
A wide variety of people entered and left the academy, most of them young people of the same age. Both men and women the memories of the world of him came in a sudden flash, he had never had the opportunity to study.
This privilege was reserved for special people within society. As an orphan, he was excluded from all that, while he got off the bike he carried his hands inside his pockets.
Walking inside, Ismael walked through the sea of people. He had paid special attention to women, if he had something to argue about in this world it was that women were especially more beautiful than average, probably with technology it was not strange that there was some technology for that specialty.
As you enter inside.
He was greeted by a woman dressed in defense uniform.
From the insignia on her chest, it looked like she was a second lieutenant. In front of him a long line of people stopped to take a look at him, he understood everyone, especially the men, all without exception showed flushed cheeks and staring eyes.
It was not for lowery.
The woman in front of everyone was the closest thing to a goddess descending in front of mere mortals.
Long black hair arranged in a bun under her uniform hat, in front of her on her side, a few strands of hair showed a distinctive white line. Her face was so chiseled that she appreciates it is handcrafted by a lavish painter.
Her body showed the perfect hourglass silhouette. Every part of her and every ounce of her in her was perfectly accommodated, and next to her face a stoic expression that only made her stand out more if that was even possible anymore.
It is perfectly understandable why everyone present froze the first time they saw her.
She was the perfect example of seeing a goddess and not being able to touch her.
"Very well, everyone please doesn't get distracted and continue your advance don't block the way."
A melodious voice resounded in the place.
Only now did everyone look to the side of the goddess. And comically they were surprised again because before everyone's funny look there was another girl who could easily fight against the other in the aspect of beauty.
But unlike the first of hers, her hair was blonde. And from a glance, you could tell that she was very different in character from the cold winged goddess, with a mocking smile the blonde-haired girl forced everyone to keep moving forward.
"Shut your mouth, the last thing I want to see is drool coming out of it, if you have time to waste looking stupid start moving forward!"
At the girl's abnormally loud voice, everyone jumped.
How sheep to the slaughterhouse began to move forward. If you were someone who pays close attention you might have noticed that only three people among the sea of people did not startle or act cowardly, naturally, Ishmael was one of them.
Despite the beauty of both girls.
That was not enough to move Ishmael. How someone who endured giant hardships, something like beauty couldn't catch him.
That was how the huge line began its journey. Despite all of the above, there were still some men who tried to try their luck and catch some of the beauties, Ismael by his side disconnected from this, directing his gaze towards the virtual window in front of his face.
It seemed that finally, someone had begun to speak.
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[Suicidal Adventure: If this is some kind of joke, you have to know that it's not funny, I should sue you for infiltration and espionage, but still, I'm curious, what kind of technology is this? I had no idea that something existed that could be virtually unfolded in front of people. ]
Ismael could deduce from his first impression that this girl was one of the problematic ones.
In more ways than one.
[Amazon Princess: By Hera, what kind of magic is this? If you want to fight me, show your cowardly face, don't hide behind strange magical tricks! ]
"..."
[Dark Angel: Ara~ what an interesting thing this is, is it true what that strange window promised at the beginning? ]
[Beautiful Bloodsucker: ... ]
[Suicidal Adventure: Is this some kind of chat group? Why do I feel like everyone here is a freak...]
[Dark Angel: That's funny, considering you're nicknamed Suicide, it leaves a lot to think about you dear~. ]
[Suicidal Adventure: Heh... Look who's saying it, what's up with that nicknamed 'Dark Angel'? You suffer from the eighth-grade syndrome, right? You should go to a mental hospital, there's still time. ]
[Dark Angel: Ara~ you seem to be looking for a beating. ]
[Suicide Adventure: Bring him, bitch, we'll see who needs it. ]
[Amazon Princess: A good battle between two warriors, is the ideal to resolve the difference. You are very similar to my sisters the Amazons. ]
"..."
How is it that the hostile conversation was forgotten so quickly? Recovering from the horrible first impression, Ismael knew that as an administrator he had to put order in the place.
[Administrator (Faction Leader): Welcome, before anything else let me congratulate you for being part of the Champions Of the Multiverse faction, as you have already received the basics about the group I will skip the formality and confirm what is probably on your mind from the beginning. Yes, it is an interactive chat group that brings together chosen people from different worlds to live together, make friends and improve themselves, yes, all of us without exception are beings from different worlds and no, it is not a joke or a scam this is 100% real if you still have doubts you can register the information within the system that will be open to all. ]
Nodding Ishmael thought that was a perfect introduction.
Even though the beginning was not good, in the end, he was hoping to find friends in this faction and maybe, just maybe something more.
He had high expectations.