Capítulo 16: Welcome ceremony...
As I sat down and observed everyone, they had gone back to talking to each other. However, from what I could tell, they were talking about me. It's quite common, I guess, to do this, but who cares? I have no desire to talk to anyone. They also have divided amongst themselves.
First were the legacies. They are from great clans or some small parts of truly huge clans like Song, Valor, and Night Clan. They are probably not from the main branch; why would they be here? The government is just a small player here to control the general population. The legacy clans have already given up on this planet and its people because no matter how powerful they are in humans, they are still weak and can't handle what is about to come. So I don't care about them, and most of the people in this room are going to die, plain and simple. It was really bad for my mental health to talk and humanize them in my mind.
Then there was the group of rich kids with civilian or government backgrounds. They are also trained, not quite on the level of legacies as they are trained from their birth, but they are not too bad. However, they are weak even if they have combat training. They don't have enough mental fortitude, or they are just not cunning enough. Then there is the middle class, always the most messed up sheep, just waiting to die. They have good teaching from school and the government, but they lack too much. They still have more chance to survive than some rich kid. They are cunning and fearful—two good materials to survive. And then there were some oddballs on the last benches, basically walking dead meat. In them, Sunny has already done himself damage to his reputation purposefully to make him seem like a crazy person. His flaw was one nasty one: if someone asked him a question, he had to answer, and it had to be the truth. Well, he will be fine, and with him sat the blind girl.
And I sat even more back with my head down a little, but I was watching everyone as they talked amongst themselves. I could tell some are eager to come over and start yapping, but I hope they stay away. But hiding in the back seems like an impossible task as they keep looking my way from time to time. My heart was growing heavy just thinking about all these people who are going to die. Sigh, knowing the future is truly a burden hard to bear. You have to talk to people, act normal, as you know you can't do anything to save them from their fate.
And just after waiting for a bit, finally, the opening ceremony started. It was done by an awakened, his name was Rock. He explained to us about the basic knowledge of the spell—the difference between a nightmare and a dream. Well, it was simple. A dream is an entire realm; it's vast like an open-world game. You can stumble upon some sleeping titan and die. But there were human cities in the Dream Realm, which were captured and made into fortresses. They were never truly safe as they are inside the Dream Realm. But a nightmare is like a story mode; you can get into one after you go into a nightmare seed and find the guardian. You have to defeat him. In them, you will not be in your own body but playing a role from the past.
The Dream Realm was dead and was made from past civilizations that have died and left behind ruins. Nothing was there then nightmare creatures and now humans. It was not even explored as it was too hard. There were dead zones and areas no one dares to step in. I was already there in my first nightmare.
I was sitting back and listening carefully and also thinking. Can I take on that awakened, Rock? Well, I can take him down, not because of my spell class, though, but my Dark Souls class. It was level 60, and they were probably at level 20-30. So I was stronger, but in terms of skills, even though I survived the war, I had fought horribly. I did not use my greatsword properly, even though it did the job against twisted insane creatures. I will struggle against the proper techniques of intelligent creatures. The ones I faced were mostly mindless, as demons and devils are cunning and smart predators.
So after a little speech in which the awakened talked sense and scared the teens, I was honestly getting bored. I was hoping that it goes down fast, and it was truly a drag when you know what had to be coming in future days. I was not too worried. If worst comes to worst, I will just grind like a madman for the souls. From what I know, I can't summon anything there myself, but who cares how long it takes? But I also don't want to end up like Slave Knight Gael. That man was a monster.
After the speech was over, we were given our room cards. For me, it was quite normal, nothing was over the top. Like Sunny thought, he probably was really too poor to even eat the most artificial food. But no, he was a special kind of fool, but a very strong-willed one. From the start, he starved himself to collect money so he can somehow meet his sister, who was adopted. It was truly sad, but there were many kids like him. Just thinking about the suffering in this world was enough to get him a little emotional, but even though it was bad, he was still more angry at his own world. They had it so good, but wars and hunger were a constant there. So gross.
He was finally in his room, and he was not planning to go to sleep but to fight some mini-bosses, which will be a cakewalk for him. Most of them are from Elden Ring and get some knights from Dark Souls 3 and archers from there too. And Dark Knights—they will be immensely helpful. But he was not confident going against some of them as they are still too dangerous. They are the elite of the elite for a reason.
So he went into his room and started his grind to enlarge his army as he has to prepare to go into the Dream Realm. It was not far off, but first, he will take the survival wilderness course and try to learn something about battle from people here. He knew wherever he learned, it would be helpful in his decision-making skills, as he knows how to use the sword and its moves, but he has no real technique to employ.
After grinding for some time, fighting watchdog statues and some crystlians, and trying his best to find himself a mount to either fly or survive in the Dream Realm in water, he went ahead and slept. After a long time, his mind felt tired after all that had happened in the first nightmare spell. He was still feeling its effects, and he will first thing in the morning; he will go to the survival class.
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