11 The Prima Donnas Adven (1/2)
”They laughed at me because I was different. I laughed back at them because they were all the same.”
-Kurt Cobain
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”Enjoy your life here at AU now!”, advised the lady.
I killed my brother and burned a household down together with a large pile of corpses, of which four belonged to my family, and for that, my world completely began to be monochromatic in all aspects as the price of derangement. I had become what this goddess called me the ”Monochrome in her canvas”. A sojourn that neither sets his heart in happiness or sorrow, not in light nor darkness, but constant emotionless demeanor.
”Yes, I will” I replied to the lady-in-charge while faking a smile. I hastily turned around towards a bulletin board where I am to know which classroom I will be starting this academic year on. I looked and read through the board, to find my name enlisted under Room 12-A8. The number 12 is my grade, whilst the ”A” is probably where the earliest enrollees are batched together, and the number eight is the establishment's floor where the room is situated. Seriously, eight? That can be quite a pain since I hated riding the elevators. I would rather climb up the long staircases rather than having nausea first thing in the morning due to an elevator cruise. Without further adieu, I went towards the main building.
While I and Lacrimosa are having a little promenade around the campus that was tainted by the sun's glorious rays of light, the first thing that I noticed was the air being so fresh and the weather so nice and relaxing to behold, that it can make you entirely forget about the subsisting climate change and the rising global temperature outside the artificial city's premise. But the feature that added to its charm the most was the peaceful silence as students are still preparing in their homes. It is still too early to boot.
The campus was so wide that made the main building seem so far up ahead...later, a voice of complaining then again came rushing to my ears.
”What is with this torture early in the morning!?” The goddess said while portraying this weary face coalesced with boredom, although she did nothing of significance.
”The hell is wrong with you. No one asked for you to come anyway. Did I ask you? No.” I retaliated...
”My, my! I assuredly can't leave my precious Jaiden on his first day of school in this vast city. He might get lost, he is still a child after all!” She added with pure mocking.
”So much of a goddess who knows how to mock. You can go back to your realm and replenish your energy or whatsoever. I'll be fine.”
”Yeah, I'll do just that, but before that...”
She raised her hand a little and let out a loud finger snap. The next thing I know is that I'm already on the main building's eight-floor as the sign of the hallway explicitly presented.
”Thanks.” Well, she did save me some time and energy.
”Of course. Ciao, just scream my name if you'll ever get into trouble. I will come and rescue you as your knight in shining armor and you can take the role of a Damsel in distress.”
”Tsk. Don't you dare alter the natural law of genders. But yeah, I won't hesitate to invite you to my troubles, it's part of the contract.”
”I am sure glad to know that you are smarter than I thought you were.”
”Excuse me? Do you know who you are talking to?”
”Definitely. A teen in his youth who was graded an IQ of 146, but does not know how to use that intelligence to find ways to get rid of his nausea with elevators.”
”Y-yeah. There is no arguing with that.”
”Good boy. Ok, then I'll be taking my leave. Hope that you'll make some friends. I bid thee farewell.”
It is rather sarcastic, as I think about it. The goddess who took away some of the most major emotions that are integral for socialization wishes for me to have a companion? Hmm... That is indeed, sarcasm at its best!