Chapter 520: Calum (1/2)

Chapter 520: Calum

"Did you hear about the new professor?"

"I tried enrolling in his class, but it was already full"

"Already? They said he's from the Unknown, maybe everyone's just curious"

"Oh, man I wanted to enroll in the class, I heard Princess Esme is in it"

"Yeah, she dropped all of her classes to attend the new professor's class"

"Wait… you want to be in the same class as Princess Esme? Are you crazy?"

"The professor is said to have killed a bunch of criminals on his own"

"I heard they ht he was a student at first They're also saying he killed Lord James's son"

"Lord… Fionn is dead? Just howthe new teacher? Man, the only time I chose to sleep in years and a new class was forot taken thisby a Level 1 Student"

"A Level 1!? Why would they even prioritize a new student?"

My name Calum, no family name as I have no fa to There are about 850 students attending the Supree of Varoif, separated by 3 Levels

I've been in the college for about 60 years now, and most of my peers have already advanced to Level 2 They said that themarians are supposed to have a better memory than most of the other races outside the territory, but I know first-hand that that isn't true

After all, the students that I passed by just noere the peers that I mentioned earlier—I even met eyes with one of thelance, it didn't even seenized me

But perhaps that is just what I a existence I envy the stories I hear from the outside, where people can just live in a blink of an eye, but each ful than the last

And perhaps that is what existence is supposed to be? Perhaps it only hasif you know it ends?

My species have been called the apex predator of the entire Known Universe; beings without equal, the pinnacle of evolution But that is not exactly true

There are species that are faster than us, s that is truly unchanging and uncontested is our strength Strength without equal; no, perhaps that is not the right terth was and is deeed us

The universe has stripped us of our h to forsake it

We are stuck in a prison that we, ourselves, made in order to protect the universe froically descended from a God, the theers, who are even too big to fit on 999 of the planets of the Known Universe, the themarians are stuck

And perhaps as another way to mock us, we are practically able to live forever in this lonely, desolate, and le—

"Get out of the way, retard"

And there it is again, as I feel the shoulder of another brush pass mine; as another pushthe way What's your probleize to them, but I know that they know that it is not truly h me And as I entered this room, filled with familiar faces that I have seen for the last 60 years, everyone just looked at er… an outsider

And that is true, I am an outsider I ahtened to the truth of our universe—the truth that we are actually the weakest What other species, what other race out there is trapped in their own domain?

Only the weak

And as I walk toward an empty seat at the front of the class, I look not at the faces of less view None of them even bothered to sit in the front of the class because they are not interested in learning the truth, only me

They have joined for various other reasons, I have joined for only one—the professor is from the Unknown

The truth and the unknoords that could not be even more apart from each other, but very much the same This is—

"You are in my seat, Calum"