Percy_Seacrest

What if you wake up on the morning of your fifteenth birthday to discover a system screen floating over your head? It means you are a Mystic, one of the hundred people born each year who have access to the Celestial system and powers of the universe.

What if when you go to get registered as a Mystic at their Academy you discover that all the slots are taken? There are already a hundred mystics in the system. You are a strange anomaly that has never happened in a billion years.

Well, you must be none other than Xavier Xerxes. The weird teenager who was bullied for his strange white skin, long snowy hair and pink eyes is now also a Mystic who shouldn't exist. It couldn't have gotten any worse for him.

Now he has to attend Celestial Academy to get basic training in leveling up and growing into the full potentials of his powers so he can slay demons and battle monsters from real to realm. He has the opportunity to grow from a human to an Immortal, saving the world along the way. Cool, right?

But there's one little problem. Xavier doesn't do anything that could pass off as stressful. No, he prefers to read books in the library. He loves to write stories and poems. He cries through romantic movies. He has never walked farther than a meter in his life. No sporting activity whatsoever. He hates violence.

Now they expect him to carry a sword. He is supposed to turn his body into a weapon of destruction, and his mind into a fortress of power. What the hell? 

How is he expected to survive a day at Celestial Academy when he has been home schooled since he was a child? How is he supposed to kill a bloodthirsty troll when he is scared of spiders? Exercise drills, push ups, war games...meditating? Never before in his life!

Right. We all have to wait and see. Hopefully he'll find a way not to die on the first day.

Celestial Academy of Mystics

The next morning, Xavier had to swallow a laugh when he caught sight of the black eye Richard Avery was trying to hide behind locks of hair.

"He looks like a stranded koala." Min Ho said, as they walked down the aisle, arms holding trays laddened with food, to an empty table.

Chad and Kazarian had wary looks about them, as if they were expecting boulders of ice to bludgeon them into oblivion any second now. They were scared and uncomfortable even as they shovelled food into their mouths.

Just before sitting down, Xavier, after getting that tingling sensation of being watched, looked up to find Richard glaring at him from all the way across the cafeteria. Feeling cheeky for some reason, Xavier offered the boy a bright smile that turned said glare into a full teeth-grinding glower of rage.

Chapter 77) Food for Thoughts.