I accompanied Sena to the lower section of the arena, engaging in a conversation about recent events.
The area is a spacious square, situated beneath the Arena.
Its walls and ceiling are adorned in white, with a large circle at the center.
Surrounding this circle are plain marble stone stairs leading towards the front, serving as the entrance and exit points.
The illumination within the area is fueled by magical means.
All the students who made it to the rankings are present, however, they have not yet reached the square due to interactions between their parents and siblings.
Sena went towards her waiting parents, while I opted for teleportation to quickly make my way to the tower.
I spotted Istera sitting and, upon locking eyes, I approached her.
"Asen mentioned that you were seeking me," she remarked with a chuckle.
"Yes, I grew concerned. Is everything alright?" I inquired.
"Everything is fine, I simply spent my time with Eria," she replied, accompanied by a smile and a blush.
I see.
I am aware of the situation you are referring to.
In my previous experiences, I have observed similar behavior among my classmates.
When they express a significant amount of time and attention towards a person they like, it usually signifies a deeper connection.
It indicates that they have reached the initial stages of a romantic relationship after harboring feelings for a significant period of time.
"...I understand what you mean and congratulate you on this development," I replied with a smile, and we shared a moment of silence.
Why?
"How is the family doing?" she said as she broke the silence, releasing a sigh.
"Our parents and grandparents are already in the process of repairing the damaged area."
"Thank you for telling me. ...Earlier, Asen and I had a conversation, especially considering our brother's desire to marry someone from the enemy camp."
"Are you angry with him?"
"No, I am not mad at our brother, but I empathize with Asen. Thankfully, he has found someone who cares about him because he has always prioritized our well-being. He truly understands and demonstrates genuine concern for us, and his actions are not mere pretense."
"Yes, he is truly the best brother," I agreed, and we shared a laugh.
"The Record ranking is about to commence," she instructed, to which I nodded in agreement.
Adjacent to the chair, there exists a table, and I acquired the glass bottle.
"..."
Taking a sip of water, I shifted my attention towards the Arena, noticing the grounds illuminating, possibly due to some underlying reason.
In a sudden turn of events, the bright light vanished, replaced by the sight of ten students appearing mid-air in the midst of the arena.
Their arrival was greeted with excitement and cheers from the crowd.
The ranking students proceeded to introduce themselves one by one.
"Rin!"
At that moment, Eria called out to get my attention, causing me to cough slightly from the unexpected interruption.
*Cough! *Cough
However, Istera found amusement in my reaction, which brought a sense of joy to me.
Among the ranking students, there were dullahans and centaurs.
"..."
I am curious about the presence of other races, their quantity in particular. It feels familiar to me.
While contemplating the challenge posed by the mortal in the rank 5 dragon encounter, I became disheartened by her perceived weakness.
"We are magicians!"
"Use the grimoire! We are practitioners of magic!"
Exclaimed the mortal students in unison, which caught me off guard as I recognized the Magician.
"..."
In my game world, I have bestowed upon mortals the Ancient Grimoire and the Elements Pentagram, both derived from nature.
The link between them is established through Pilgrims.
In simpler terms, I granted mortals the lineage of the Magician.
While contemplating, the students began murmuring amongst themselves as they noticed the mortal's numerous scratches and torn uniform, a result of the stone that had caused both damage and bloodshed.
Witnessing this, I found it unbearable.
"The Arena provides her with a shield, correct?" I inquired.
"Yes, she will remain unharmed and she won't get a dislocation," came the reassuring response, bringing me a sense of relief.
Suddenly, I observed Sena healing her, a sight that filled me with joy.
The mortal rose to her feet, though blood still stained her skin, miraculously devoid of wounds.
"Sister, what kind of move is that?" I said as I observed her action.
"That move hails from the Form Chronicles, which belongs to Ares, the God of War."
What?
Is there a connection or combination between Form Chronicles and Greek Mythology in this world?
It somehow feels familiar to me.
In the first game, I created an NPC named Ares Deity and bestowed Technique Chronicles upon him. I also created the entire world, including the races, through fantasy.
Other players also created their own worlds in different dimensions, but it seems they only focused on destroying and fighting each other's worlds and territories.
Moreover, my world has five moons whereas this world only has three.
In the second version, I had the option to choose characters and engage in battles.
Should I interpret this as some sort of similarity or connection?
As well as the resemblance between the sacred elements and the grimoire, is striking.
"..."
There are people who were once mortals but have transformed into immortals through the process of generation, and they belong to a race known as enchanters.
In my realm, witches and wizards do not exist.
They possess a distinguished bloodline known as the [Doll].
However, I am curious to know why some mortals are not fortunate enough to inherit this bloodline.
What events or circumstances led to the division of this world?
...Perhaps it is best to accept this as the reality.
As I pondered, the dragon revealed its true form, growing larger and transforming after being struck by the slash of luminous red glow emitted from the blade as a result of the spell.
The students were utterly astonished by this occurrence, as I could hear the awe in their voices.
Unbeknownst to me, the mortal had utilized a grimoire.
She vanished suddenly, leaving behind the floating book in her place.
I was abruptly filled with shock as my eyes widened.
Why is this happening?
I realized I could no longer sense the presence of nature, and the students, as well as my sister, stood motionless in complete silence.
"..."
I rose to my feet, and the mortal stared at me in equal disbelief.
We exchanged no words, remaining utterly silent.
As we locked eyes, her expression shifted to one of fear.
Why is she appearing scared?
"..."
I have not engaged in any actions that would warrant fear, and I am puzzled as to why this situation is unfolding.
The others around us remain still and quiet, while we are the only ones in motion.
"Are you alright?" breaking the silence, I queried.
This unexpected interruption startled her.
"Y-Yes. M-My name is Anastasia Serzia-Virio. N-Nice to meet you," In a trembling voice, she managed to respond.
What could be happening?
"...I am Rin, pleased to make your acquaintance as well." I said, and her body continued to shake, and I struggled to comprehend the cause of her distress.
However, her fear appears to be justified as she directed her gaze towards me, even though I had not done anything.
"Please do not be afraid. Could we return to the present moment?" I spoke with a gentle smile, and she expressed relief with a sigh.
Unexpectedly, she whispered the words and directed her gaze towards me.
In an instant, I sensed the return of the natural sounds and bustling of students. The dragon before us collapsed.
[Anastasia Serzia-Virio, Current Rank 5]
The professors in the arena made an announcement, stated. Mortal students erupted in joy, while she and I continued to exchange glances.
I could not fathom the reason behind her unwavering gaze.
Nevertheless, I merely nodded, and she reciprocated.
As we gazed at each other, I bestowed a smile upon her to convey the message that I am not bad, and subsequently, I proceeded to take a seat on the chair.
Despite the disarray within my thoughts caused by the recent events, I am attempting to navigate and comprehend the situation.
"Rin, where did you go? What's with the sudden disappearance? Don't just leave abruptly or teleport somewhere, as the record rankings are still in progress," my sister's statement, as she smiled, perplexed me.
In my disquieted state of mind, I was unable to offer an immediate response.
I accompanied Sena to the lower section of the arena, engaging in a conversation about recent events.
The area is a spacious square, situated beneath the Arena.
Its walls and ceiling are adorned in white, with a large circle at the center.
Surrounding this circle are plain marble stone stairs leading towards the front, serving as the entrance and exit points.
The illumination within the area is fueled by magical means.
All the students who made it to the rankings are present, however, they have not yet reached the square due to interactions between their parents and siblings.
Sena went towards her waiting parents, while I opted for teleportation to quickly make my way to the tower.
I spotted Istera sitting and, upon locking eyes, I approached her.
"Asen mentioned that you were seeking me," she remarked with a chuckle.
"Yes, I grew concerned. Is everything alright?" I inquired.
"Everything is fine, I simply spent my time with Eria," she replied, accompanied by a smile and a blush.
I see.
I am aware of the situation you are referring to.
In my previous experiences, I have observed similar behavior among my classmates.
When they express a significant amount of time and attention towards a person they like, it usually signifies a deeper connection.
It indicates that they have reached the initial stages of a romantic relationship after harboring feelings for a significant period of time.
"...I understand what you mean and congratulate you on this development," I replied with a smile, and we shared a moment of silence.
Why?
"How is the family doing?" she said as she broke the silence, releasing a sigh.
"Our parents and grandparents are already in the process of repairing the damaged area."
"Thank you for telling me. ...Earlier, Asen and I had a conversation, especially considering our brother's desire to marry someone from the enemy camp."
"Are you angry with him?"
"No, I am not mad at our brother, but I empathize with Asen. Thankfully, he has found someone who cares about him because he has always prioritized our well-being. He truly understands and demonstrates genuine concern for us, and his actions are not mere pretense."
"Yes, he is truly the best brother," I agreed, and we shared a laugh.
"The Record ranking is about to commence," she instructed, to which I nodded in agreement.
Adjacent to the chair, there exists a table, and I acquired the glass bottle.
"..."
Taking a sip of water, I shifted my attention towards the Arena, noticing the grounds illuminating, possibly due to some underlying reason.
In a sudden turn of events, the bright light vanished, replaced by the sight of ten students appearing mid-air in the midst of the arena.
Their arrival was greeted with excitement and cheers from the crowd.
The ranking students proceeded to introduce themselves one by one.
"Rin!"
At that moment, Eria called out to get my attention, causing me to cough slightly from the unexpected interruption.
*Cough! *Cough
However, Istera found amusement in my reaction, which brought a sense of joy to me.
Among the ranking students, there were dullahans and centaurs.
"..."
I am curious about the presence of other races, their quantity in particular. It feels familiar to me.
While contemplating the challenge posed by the mortal in the rank 5 dragon encounter, I became disheartened by her perceived weakness.
"We are magicians!"
"Use the grimoire! We are practitioners of magic!"
Exclaimed the mortal students in unison, which caught me off guard as I recognized the Magician.
"..."
In my game world, I have bestowed upon mortals the Ancient Grimoire and the Elements Pentagram, both derived from nature.
The link between them is established through Pilgrims.
In simpler terms, I granted mortals the lineage of the Magician.
While contemplating, the students began murmuring amongst themselves as they noticed the mortal's numerous scratches and torn uniform, a result of the stone that had caused both damage and bloodshed.
Witnessing this, I found it unbearable.
"The Arena provides her with a shield, correct?" I inquired.
"Yes, she will remain unharmed and she won't get a dislocation," came the reassuring response, bringing me a sense of relief.
Suddenly, I observed Sena healing her, a sight that filled me with joy.
The mortal rose to her feet, though blood still stained her skin, miraculously devoid of wounds.
"Sister, what kind of move is that?" I said as I observed her action.
"That move hails from the Form Chronicles, which belongs to Ares, the God of War."
What?
Is there a connection or combination between Form Chronicles and Greek Mythology in this world?
It somehow feels familiar to me.
In the first game, I created an NPC named Ares Deity and bestowed Technique Chronicles upon him. I also created the entire world, including the races, through fantasy.
Other players also created their own worlds in different dimensions, but it seems they only focused on destroying and fighting each other's worlds and territories.
Moreover, my world has five moons whereas this world only has three.
In the second version, I had the option to choose characters and engage in battles.
Should I interpret this as some sort of similarity or connection?
As well as the resemblance between the sacred elements and the grimoire, is striking.
"..."
There are people who were once mortals but have transformed into immortals through the process of generation, and they belong to a race known as enchanters.
In my realm, witches and wizards do not exist.
They possess a distinguished bloodline known as the [Doll].
However, I am curious to know why some mortals are not fortunate enough to inherit this bloodline.
What events or circumstances led to the division of this world?
...Perhaps it is best to accept this as the reality.
As I pondered, the dragon revealed its true form, growing larger and transforming after being struck by the slash of luminous red glow emitted from the blade as a result of the spell.
The students were utterly astonished by this occurrence, as I could hear the awe in their voices.
Unbeknownst to me, the mortal had utilized a grimoire.
She vanished suddenly, leaving behind the floating book in her place.
I was abruptly filled with shock as my eyes widened.
Why is this happening?
I realized I could no longer sense the presence of nature, and the students, as well as my sister, stood motionless in complete silence.
"..."
I rose to my feet, and the mortal stared at me in equal disbelief.
We exchanged no words, remaining utterly silent.
As we locked eyes, her expression shifted to one of fear.
Why is she appearing scared?
"..."
I have not engaged in any actions that would warrant fear, and I am puzzled as to why this situation is unfolding.
The others around us remain still and quiet, while we are the only ones in motion.
"Are you alright?" breaking the silence, I queried.
This unexpected interruption startled her.
"Y-Yes. M-My name is Anastasia Serzia-Virio. N-Nice to meet you," In a trembling voice, she managed to respond.
What could be happening?
"...I am Rin, pleased to make your acquaintance as well." I said, and her body continued to shake, and I struggled to comprehend the cause of her distress.
However, her fear appears to be justified as she directed her gaze towards me, even though I had not done anything.
"Please do not be afraid. Could we return to the present moment?" I spoke with a gentle smile, and she expressed relief with a sigh.
Unexpectedly, she whispered the words and directed her gaze towards me.
In an instant, I sensed the return of the natural sounds and bustling of students. The dragon before us collapsed.
[Anastasia Serzia-Virio, Current Rank 5]
The professors in the arena made an announcement, stated. Mortal students erupted in joy, while she and I continued to exchange glances.
I could not fathom the reason behind her unwavering gaze.
Nevertheless, I merely nodded, and she reciprocated.
As we gazed at each other, I bestowed a smile upon her to convey the message that I am not bad, and subsequently, I proceeded to take a seat on the chair.
Despite the disarray within my thoughts caused by the recent events, I am attempting to navigate and comprehend the situation.
"Rin, where did you go? What's with the sudden disappearance? Don't just leave abruptly or teleport somewhere, as the record rankings are still in progress," my sister's statement, as she smiled, perplexed me.
In my disquieted state of mind, I was unable to offer an immediate response.
