Surviving in my Own Unpublished Failed Novel

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"The Queen of Nereia, Rosalin Flora, officially announces the start of the celebration that symbolizes our triumph in the past four decades!

"I seek the greatest bestowal!

"I pray to my Constellation!

"I pray for 'Your' blessings!

"The Deep Waters of the Cosmos!

"Walker in the Plains of Vacuum!

"Embodiment of Other Worlds' Resources!"

[Territorial Announcement!

The Constellation, 'The Wanderer of Worlds' has cast 'Her' gaze in the Queendom of 'Her' contractee!]

[Constellation, 'The Wanderer of Worlds' activates 'Her' skill, 'World of Bestowal!]

[The greenest of nature reveal its pure tranquility causing more trees and flowers to sprout!]

[The bluest of seas reveal its song and the fishes dance in harmony!]

[The grayest of rock mountains reveal its hidden ores!]

[Every profession related to agriculture will have their agricultural-related skills amplified by 200% for the next 3 Earth Months!]

[Every profession related to production will have their agricultural-related skills amplified by 200% for the next 3 Earth Months!]

...

Rosalin Flora, the mother of Rumia Flora who's studying at the Obelisk Academy right now, stood in the open and wide balcony of her gigantic castle, spreading both her arms as her country's inhabitants' voices contained myriad emotions reverberated across the whole of Nereia.

Some Nereian people shout their praises for their beloved queen that diligently took care of them with her ability as much as possible.

Some Nereian people cried in joy, remembering how they survived for the past forty years since the Old World was destroyed while looking at their children in their embrace who are now part of the Modern World.

Some Nereian people mourned, reminding them of their loved ones that they lost during the massive earthquake that broke the seismic scale, but they felt peace and hopeful as they looked at the hands of their children, holding theirs.

At that moment, the World of Bestowal revealed its effects in the entirety of the country.

Trees and fruits in the Neri Farmlands instantly grow as if dancing with nature itself.

Fishes in the West Sea near the ports jumped in the air, forming a spectacle performance.

Hidden ores of different kinds within the Rocky Mountains of Nereori started to reveal their luster, causing the miners to spot them quickly.

"My Queen, Princess Rumia is calling."

A woman in her early thirties, having blonde hair, wearing retro eyeglasses over her yellowish eyes, and having at least a height of 170 cm spoke with a tone of reverence while bowing her head in front of the queen.

Rosalin Flora — without looking on her back — spoke with a gentle voice via telepathy.

<Alright...>

After a few minutes of entertaining and bidding her residents in the Capital of Nereia, Akaneia, numbering millions, a goodbye and letting them celebrate throughout the day, she turned her back from the crowd from where she was standing.

...

At Obelisk Academy, Disciplinary Committee Office.

Russell — who was accompanied by Freya, Amelie, and Amery — looked at the woman with short platinum hair and ruby eyes with a button nose. It was a captivating womanly figure that would make most men fall in love at first sight.

'Well, your presence is constantly reminding me that I have a 33-year-old mentality.'

Russell lampooned inwardly as he looked at Azalea Vermillion, sitting on a rectangular sturdy glassy desk before he spoke.

"Can I schedule my battle for the fourth day?"

There were five days of celebration of the 40th Emergence Anniversary.

The First Day is today, when various known or unknown individuals familiarize themselves with the Obelisk Academy, looking for changes, and admiring its grandeur of architecture and magical engineering. This includes, but is not limited to, stalls and tourism.

The Second to Fourth Day is all about the 'Ranking Exchange Battle' for fighting and support-type professions, and production-type professions.

The Fifth or the last day of the Emergence celebration is about the exhibition of battle prowess between A-1 students from first years to third years. On this fifth day, an A-1 student can challenge another A-1 student of their choice, given that they are in the same year, and have a fighting or support-type profession.

"May I know the reason... Mr. Russell, I believe?"

'You're only an F rank, yet you're demanding such a thing?'

She restrained herself from blurting out such words as her lips formed a smile, as well as her eyes while both her arms were on the glassy desk, her hands clasped together.

'Reason? Just tell me if the schedule can't or can change! For sure, you even stalked my Status Window! Bet you won't expect that it can be edited.'

Russell nearly cursed out at Azalea's question while lampooning himself inwardly.

He cleared his throat before answering and he soon revealed a half-smile.

"I'm training for two days. Heh heh."

Azalea looked at Russell in disbelief before she glance at his companions who didn't have any reaction with somewhat abnormal behavior in her perspective.

"Sigh... fill up that Registration Form."

She heaved a sigh of resignation, letting the man in front of him with deep black short hair and deep blue eyes do what he wanted.

'It's a small thing...'

After a minute or two, Russell finished filling up the Registration Form as she handed it to Azalea.

Azalea then read the Registration Form information.

"Challenge of Exchange Registration Form"

Name: Russell Moon

Age: 16

Year – Section: First Year – A-11

Profession Type: Fighting

Name of the A-1 Student to Challenge: Bailey Clarkson

Challenge of Exchange Schedule: July 22, 2062 – 12th Match, 5:00 P.M

The schedule was filled up by the Disciplinary Committee President, Azalea herself.

"By the way, you three... are you going to register, too?"

She referred to Freya, Amelie, and Amery who were behind Russell.

The trio looked at each other before Amelie said...

"No... we are from A-1 class, in the first year, too."

"Hmm... Is that so, by the way, registration to fight your classmate will be held on the last day in the morning with the reason that on the second to the fourth day, there might be people from other sections to challenge first who you wanted to challenge. Thus, challenging your classmate was moved to the fifth day. Got that?"

The trio nodded, then they looked at Russell before they left the Disciplinary Committee Office.

...

Azalea — who was left with the Secretary of Student Council, Victoria Angelica Rasputin — heaved a sigh of relief before she asked Victoria, organizing the books in one of the bookshelves.

"What do you think, Victoria?"

Without looking behind her back, Victoria put the second to last book in her hand in one of the empty slots in the bookshelf that has the title of 'Theory of Emergence Cause'.

She then said in a casual tone...

"He's weird, but his companions are weirder. Is he making a harem or what?"

Azalea laughed at the Student Council Secretary's words who was looking for the last empty space in the bookshelf before placing the last book she was holding with her right hand in its right place.

"Hahaha! One of them is his younger sister, I don't know about the two, though. But objectively speaking, what are your thoughts?"

After putting back the last book, and filling up the bookshelf fully, Victoria turned her body and looked at the President of the Disciplinary Committee with her deep blue eyes as her blonde hair flutter slightly before she said...

"One can just dream and try whatever they want without considering it in its entirety."

Azalea — who opened the desk to take something — chuckled without saying. Then after a few seconds, she said to the Secretary of the Student Council.

"By the way, I apologize for that matter. I should have told him not to blurt out such a thing in front of many people, who could have expected that he'll get excited as if he's overdosed with adrenaline."

"It's fine. It's because of that that I felt something's different with the Student Council President."

"Knock-! Knock-!"

A knocking sound on the door caused their conversation to pause.

"Come in."

The door opened after Azalea's voice sounded, revealing a woman with slightly long blonde hair and light yellow eyes.

It was the Secretary of the Disciplinary Committee, Aisha Whispercrest.

"Hello, Pres."

As Aisha said that, her gaze landed on Victoria before she said in a playful tone.

"Wow, two secretaries, you and I, Oh! what happened to your boss, the mighty Arthur? Hahahaha!"

Azalea restrained herself from laughing at Aisha's words while Victoria frowned at her words, especially at how Aisha said them.

'I didn't think she'd joke about the Student Council President like that.'

Victoria looked at Azalea, silently asking something. Azalea nodded which also means that Aisha could be trusted.

"Well, he's gone somewhere, and there's nothing to do in the Student Council Office-..."

She took a seat on the right side as she said that, but her voice what cut off by Aisha's next words.

"Why don't you get straight to the point? And tell me the reason why you're avoiding him?"

Aisha said with an impatient tone, but without a hint of anger, but rather her lips were curled up, finding the situation amusing. She just wanted Victoria to go straight to business. This caused Victoria to clench her left fist slightly before recounting the incident.

...

"So, basically the Student Council Vice President, the less mighty John Vernifelon, blurted out that you are being eyed by a Constellation called 'One Who Peeks On Clock Movement'?

Instead of processing her whole question, Victoria frowned inwardly as she thought...

'What's with this woman calling someone mighty or less mighty? Is she right in the head?'

As she thought of that, she saw Azalea felt like laughing, her lips curling up.

After a few seconds, she nodded.

"You had a conversation with the Vice President of the Student Council about Constellations with Ms. Azalea's presence at that... Then after some time, the Student Council President arrived, and that John Vernifelon just blurted out whatever comes to mind... Hmm..."

After pondering for five to six seconds, Aisha intermittently tapped her right cheek with her right index finger before saying...

"That's arguably the most stupid thing I've heard in my life."

When Azalea heard Aisha's words, she turned her head, restraining herself from laughing out loud as her right hand was covering her mouth, while Victoria, who heard Aisha's words quickly stood up from her seat instinctively.

"What the f*ck is wrong with you!?"

Her patience hit rock bottom because of Aisha's sarcastic tone as if the situation wasn't serious enough.

This caused Aisha's lips to curl up, but before she reply anything more offensive, Azalea's voice resounded in the Disciplinary Committee Office.

"Stop... It's partly my fault for not telling him to shut his mouth, but it's also your responsibility, Victoria. You can't just talk about being eyed by a Constellation especially since you're only in your second year. You may not know this, but I and Aisha somehow knew that the Student Council President is a man of envy. Be careful.

"Do you love what you're doing? If not, just leave the Student Council before it's too late. To be honest with you, it's not my problem whether John blurted out in front of Arthur about you having the interest of a Constellation, I just felt somehow guilty because as your senior, I didn't manage to stop John from talking as if he was free in this world of worries."

Victoria fell into contemplation because of Azalea's gentle, alluring voice before considering her next action.

...

Room 393, Russell Moon's Dorm Room.

After finishing his dinner with Freya, and the two woman whose first names almost has the same pronunciation, he went back to his dorm room after the tiring day of pacing back and forth, exploring the entirety of Obelisk Academy.

Lying down on his bed where the bluish moon started to illuminate the world, he randomly thought...

'I wonder what it looks like in person...'

He was referring to how other countries celebrate the Emergence Anniversary. Although the Obelisk Organization was comprised of key figures of each country, and some notable individuals, it doesn't mean that the entire human race will circle around the Obelisk City of country Olympia as every country had its own ways of celebrating, remembering, and mourning the tragedy forty years ago.