PhoenixAsh

Orion was on his way back home from work.

He was hurrying back home to take a nap while planning how he would spend his weekend as well, but while he was lost in thought, a truck suddenly appeared out of nowhere and the last thing he remembered was the truck barreling towards him before everything around him turned dark.

However to his surprise, he didn’t feel any pain after having the accident. In fact, he couldn’t see anything.

Everything around him seemed dark but when he opened his mouth to speak, he heard the gurgling sounds of a baby.

Noticing that the one sounding like a baby was him, Orion tried to open his eyes to know exactly where he was, but when he did, the first thing his eyes fell upon was a stunning beautiful elf, holding him with the most tenderest of care.

Not only was she his mother, she was also a queen as well and she had a  beautiful sister who adored him just as much as his mother.

Aside from this, Orion also noticed he had received a system which allowed him to grow and evolve faster than a normal High Elf but after finding out the huge role his mother played in eradicating the war between all races, Orion vowed to live a happy and fulfilling life with his mother, aunt and a few others he cared a lot about.

My Elf System

Sabrina swiftly cast a spell as the paper flew towards her face but just before the papers could hit her, they halted and began to hover before her.

She took a brief look at all the students' images but her expression remained the same.

Then she returned her gaze to Lucille.

"Do you really believe that these students are as impressive as you say they are?" Sabrina asked, doubting the council members' opinion that these students were very talented individuals.

"Don't you think you might be overestimating these kids a bit too much?"

"They're old enough to be called adults," Lucille corrected her.

"Who cares? It still doesn't change the fact that none of them have any real battle or war experience. They're all a bunch of greenhorns who'll easily cower once they're up against an opponent, six ranks above theirs."

"Any sane witch, elf, or demon would cower once they realized that their opponent was six ranks above theirs."

86. Sabrina Mills 3.