“My name is Theo, weakness inducement. Rank 2.”
“Alvis, clairvoyance and I’m rank 12”
“I’m Bellona. My power is time manipulation. Rank 5”
“Chloe, rank 8. Dream manipulation.”
“And I’m Dalia, healing power. Rank 15”
“Kreios. Fire. Rank 1.”
Everyone looked at me, waiting for me to introduce. I take a deep breath and I proudly introduce myself.
“I’m Hel. Rank 44.”
They started to point a finger on me as they laughed at me and mocked me.
Ganito ang sistema ng eskwelahang ito. Kapag ikaw ang nasa huli, pagtatawanan ka at ang tingin sayo ay para bang wala kang kwenta.
In Mystique Academy, the most important thing is not your capabilities and abilities but your ranking. They say that your rank reflects you and how strong you are. Your rank symbolizes your progress in the school.
As for me, I don’t care about the system. I’m doing it on purpose after all. I’m letting everyone belittle me, insult me, and treat me like I am trash. The most important thing for me is to stay alive until I meet a man. The man who abandoned me. The man who made me feel miserable and unwanted. That man who is, unfortunately, my father. All I wanted is revenge. I don’t care about other things. I live for my hatred, for my sorrow and to kill him.
Being in the lowest rank doesn’t mean I am the weakest, but it is my weapon to defeat my enemy.
Asking me how? It’s simple.
I use my rank to manipulate my enemies. Because of me being in the last rank, most of the time they will think that I am the weakest and go easy on me, but the truth is, it was all just for show. Number is not my basis on how strong you are. They have no idea how powerful I am.
Mystique Academy is a school for extraordinary people, who have extraordinary powers and abilities.
In the human world, school is the source of knowledge. It is their second home.
But in Mystique Academy, school is a battlefield.
A school that is full of lies, betrayals, and revenge.
A school of light and darkness, good and evil, love and hatred.
A school that soon to be a bloodbath field.