Babel

The holographic ID pulsed softly in my hand, displaying the address: "East Area House 3." This ranking in the top three had its perks. A spacious apartment awaited me – a kitchen, a bedroom, an entertainment room for leisure, and even a dedicated training basement.

The man handing me the ID offered, "Would you like to have servants assigned to you?"

I shook my head. "No, thank you. I prefer to handle things myself."

He nodded, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Very well then. You are free tomorrow. Your class schedule will be emailed to you shortly. Be sure to check it."

"Got it," I replied, dismissing him.

Exploring the apartment, I found a hidden room with a teleportation circle etched into the floor. A plaque beside it read: "Not suitable for long distance. Teleports to city below the academy only."