The New Journey

A month had passed in a blur. Each day was a whirlwind of training, preparation, and family support. Frost had taken it upon himself to shape Hugo's combat prowess, pushing him to the limit with intense sparring sessions and battle strategies that only an S-Rank Hunter like him could devise.

Every morning started with Lily's speed drills, forcing Hugo to sharpen his reflexes and master quick decision-making. Lloyd worked tirelessly in his basement workshop, fine-tuning the Megatrix, ensuring it functioned seamlessly for any challenge Hugo might face.

Luna, ever the nurturing figure, balanced the chaos with care, ensuring Hugo ate properly, rested enough, and never pushed himself too far.

Hugo had grown in ways he never thought possible. While he still lacked the natural powers his siblings possessed, his hard work, intelligence, and the Megatrix had bridged the gap. His family's unwavering belief in him was the fire that kept him moving forward.

Now, standing in the bustling airport terminal, the reality of the moment hit him. The month of preparation had flown by, and the time to leave for Hunter High Academy (H.H.A.) had arrived. The terminal was crowded, the noise of announcements and chattering travelers filling the air, but all Hugo could focus on was the group standing in front of him, is his family.

Luna stepped forward first, pulling Hugo into a warm embrace. "You've worked so hard, my sweet boy." she said softly, her golden eyes glistening with pride. "Remember, no matter what happens, we are all proud of you. Stay calm, stay focused, and take care of yourself."

"I will, Mom." Hugo replied, his voice steady but carrying the weight of emotion.

Lloyd stepped up next, adjusting the straps of Hugo's backpack and giving him a firm pat on the shoulder. "The Megatrix will help you, but never forget, it's your brain that will win the day. Think before you act, assess every situation, and don't let anyone push you around."

Hugo nodded. "Got it, Dad. Thanks for everything."

Lily couldn't contain her excitement as she bounded over, practically bouncing on her toes. "This is so cool, Hugo! You're going to the prestigious Hunter High Academy! Don't just show them what you've got, blow their minds! And don't forget to make cool friends. Oh, and if you meet any famous Hunters, get their autographs for me, okay?"

Hugo smirked, reaching out to ruffle her hair. "I'll do my best, but no promises on the autographs."

Frost approached last, his usual confident grin replaced with a rare seriousness. "Hugo, this is your moment. I've seen what you're capable of, and you've got everything it takes to succeed. Don't hold back, show them why you're an Icelandra."

Hugo met his brother's gaze and nodded firmly. "I will."

The airport intercom crackled to life, announcing the boarding for Hugo's flight. The words sent a jolt through him, reminding him that this was it, the start of everything he'd been working toward. As he turned to head toward the gate, Frost called out.

"Wait!" Frost reached into his pocket and pulled out a sleek badge, the emblem of the Cold Dragon Guild gleaming on its surface.

"Take this." he said, pressing it into Hugo's hand. "If anyone doubts you, show them this. It's not just a badge, it's proof that you've got us behind you. Don't lose it."

Hugo stared at the badge for a moment before slipping it into his pocket. "Thanks, Frost."

He turned back toward the gate, his family waving and cheering him on as he walked away. Their support was a steady flame in his chest, a reminder that he was never alone.

As he stepped onto the plane, the Megatrix snug on his wrist, Hugo felt a mix of nerves and excitement. The Hunter High Academy awaited, and with it, a new chapter of his life. He glanced out the window as the plane took off, the city shrinking below him.

This was it. The moment he'd dreamed of. The start of his journey to prove himself, not just to the world but to himself.

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As Hugo take a deep breath before stepping into the massive hall, his eyes widened at the sheer scale of the room. It was the central hub of Hunter High Academy, a place that buzzed with life and energy.

The space was an architectural marvel, with towering ceilings adorned with intricate carvings that seemed to tell stories of legendary Hunters, and mana-infused lights that shimmered like constellations against the polished marble walls. The sheer size and beauty of the hall made Hugo feel small, yet it also stirred a sense of awe within him.

Around him, students from all walks of life mingled, their voices merging into a vibrant symphony of chatter, laughter, and excitement.

The diversity was staggering. Fantasy races such as elves, dwarves, and towering dragonkin stood in animated clusters, their unique features making them impossible to miss. The elves' ethereal elegance contrasted sharply with the dragonkin's imposing physiques, while the dwarves, stocky and stout, gestured passionately as they spoke.

Beast races were equally prominent, their appearances varying widely. Some retained their humanoid forms but bore distinct animalistic traits, sharp claws, tufted ears, or tails swaying lazily behind them.

Humans, while less visually diverse, made up the largest group. Their energy was palpable as they exchanged discussions about classes, abilities, and upcoming challenges. Confidence radiated from them, their voices often cutting through the din with bold declarations.

Hugo scanned the room, taking in how easily students of all races interacted. The air hummed with a shared purpose, a collective ambition to become Hunters, to transcend the ordinary and face the extraordinary challenges their world offered.

Beneath the sleeve of his jacket, the Megatrix sat snugly on his wrist, its weight both a comfort and a reminder. Hugo couldn't help but glance at it, the sleek device a symbol of the edge it gave him in this competitive environment.

Yet, surrounded by so many gifted individuals, each seemingly brimming with potential, he felt a flicker of doubt. Was the Megatrix truly enough to bridge the gap between him and them?

He weaved through the throngs of students, trying to find his bearings in this new and unfamiliar environment.

Conversations buzzed around him, snippets of words about abilities, training regimens, and dungeon exploits filling the air. Despite the noise, Hugo couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.

The academy's reputation as the pinnacle of Hunter training wasn't exaggerated. Every corner seemed to pulse with a competitive intensity that was almost overwhelming.

As the noise in the massive hall grew, a sudden, sharp chime echoed through the room, silencing the crowd.

All eyes turned toward the elevated platform at the far end of the room, where an elderly man stepped into view. His presence alone commanded respect, and the room quickly fell into a hushed anticipation.

The man appeared to be in his late seventies, with neatly combed gray hair and a full, well-maintained beard that exuded wisdom and experience.

Despite his age, his posture was straight and strong, a testament to the years of battle and leadership he had endured. Dressed in a formal but practical uniform reminiscent of a Hunter's gear, he carried an aura of authority that was impossible to ignore.

He raised his hand, and a subtle wave of mana amplified his voice as he began to speak.

"Welcome." he started, his deep and steady tone reverberating throughout the hall. "I am Gerald Hawthorne, the founder and principal of Hunter High Academy. For decades, I have dedicated my life to ensuring that the future generations of Hunters are prepared to face the dangers that plague our world."

The room remained silent, the weight of his words sinking in.

"This academy.." he continued, gesturing around him, "was not built to cater to the ordinary. It stands as a beacon for the extraordinary.."

"Only the strongest, the smartest, and the most determined will earn the right to call themselves students of Hunter High Academy. The entrance exam you are about to face is not designed to be fair, easy, or forgiving. It is meant to test every fiber of your being."

He paused, letting his gaze sweep across the crowd.

"Many of you have trained for years to get to this point. Some of you come from prominent families of Hunters, others may have risen from obscurity."

"But here, none of that matters. What matters is your skill, your resolve, and your ability to adapt. Those who cannot rise to the challenge will not proceed."

A murmur of nervous excitement rippled through the crowd, but Principal Hawthorne raised his hand again to quiet it.

"Remember this: becoming a Hunter is not a right. It is a privilege earned through blood, sweat, and determination."

"Those who pass will join the ranks of the most elite Hunters in the world. Those who fail…" He let the silence linger for a moment, his words heavy with implication.

"You are standing at the threshold of greatness. Prove that you belong here."

With that, he stepped back, giving the floor to a group of instructors who emerged to organize the students for the first stage of the exam.

The atmosphere in the room shifted from awe to determination, as the candidates prepared themselves for what lay ahead.

Hugo clenched his fists, feeling the weight of the moment. He wasn't just here to pass, he was here to prove he belonged among the best.

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