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

Xavier stared hard at the painting on the wall.

Lord Kim Tan looked away for a moment, his posture not giving anything. When his eyes returned back to Xavier, there was a glint in them.

"Someone really important to me, to my family."

The painting was a vivid depiction of a flourishing rose garden, the flowers coming in all shades and breeds of roses possible, all of them coming together to give an alluring appearance.

But the flower garden wasn't the center of attraction. No, the beauty of the surrounding paled in comparison to the young girl seated on a bench, fascinated eyes lifted to the sky as if reading from the very scripts of the universe, long strawberry blonde hair rustling from a gentle breeze.

"She's entrancing." No other words were fit enough to describe her.

Lord Kim Tan sighed but said no more. His silence allowed Xavier to consider the other elements of his surrounding.

Chapter 98) Emotional Blackmail