Ylvar point of view
Having more than twenty four hours to myself was not a bad idea, I could make some advance in my researches, study the family book, or look into the “social studies” for the different kind of societies that I will be visiting in the near future, because sure as we need to breathe, I will be leaving this damned place in no more than a year.
Even before.
I was currently walking through a corridor, at my right was one of the main courtyards. That was one of the places destined to physical training, mainly to levels five, four and beyond, in that order of priority. It was an arena that could be modified to suit the needs for the lessons; the changes were made through a complicated alchemy of technology, magic and some other things.
The war cries were heard at full force, meaning, it was time for the youngest level –probably. I smirked at the sounds, while memories of my past ran through me. I came to this school after my seventh birthday, literally. It took me some months to adapt, I was pretty rebellious… I must confess. Like a teenager, but some years beforehand. Mrs. Alasne is not the kind of headmistress to take s**t from anyone, so, seeing that I was more than capable of giving hell to the teachers who volunteered as caretakers, she sent me to take the full curriculum of the school. Ha. If they thought that they were going to break me, they had something else coming.
I could have been a brat, but I had nothing to envy of the other students. Students who were adults –or at least barely considered as one- so… how is that? Well… In this universe, there are a lot of systems, being the Solar System one of them, but in some cases there is no need of a main star to maintain life. As there are many kinds of classifications of “life”. I will be addressing them in the future. For now, in this school, you must be considered an adult to attend classes, because you can die. It is not the kind of place where you have many opportunities. You must be good at what you are looking for. If you are not, you must let it go. I don’t know, look for another place more forgiving. It is not like there are not nice pleasantries, but it is the law of the strongest.
This is the kind of place where the ones with powers of a God, Demi-god and such, learn to control themselves. Where the best rulers learn about self-control, austerity, and self-defense. Because you can be a hardcore badass with the power of a damned God, but there is always people who want to use you or your powers to their own benefit. So, this place, is where you learn to defend yourself and the ones that you want to protect. It could be yourself, your family, your friends, or a damn planet which is at your care.
My goal is to be a Interstellar Guardian, following my father’s steps, Aric the Great. Criminal hunter, and the lovingly husband of the beautiful Althea, the best sorceress of the entire galaxy. As their only daughter and sole heir of both families, I feel a big responsibility above my shoulders.
Firstly, I have to avenge the complete annihilation of my family. To find and to kill the ones that are responsible of that crime. Secondly I need to perfect the use of my entire power, I feel like I have yet to discover something, but I cannot pinpoint it exactly or its depth. Maybe those two priorities should be revised, but I feel confident in my power at present. Thirdly, I have to get the hell out of here, it’s been ten years since I have put a foot outside this fort. For good. I will not take into account the missions that I’m going to receive as part of my training. Those will be little glimpses of my true and everlasting freedom.