The Villain Can't Lose

While approaching academy building, my eyes widened in awe at its sheer size and scale. It was massive, towering over the surrounding buildings and dominating the skyline. The brown walls were adorned with intricate ornaments and carvings, giving it a sense of grandeur and history.

As I drew closer, I could see throngs of teenagers and people bustling in and out of the building. The energy was palpable, and I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation building within me.

As I stepped inside, I was struck by the sheer size and complexity of the interior. Halls stretched out in every direction, lined with classrooms and lecture halls, and the sound of chatter and footsteps echoed throughout the space.

I looked around the crowded halls, trying to spot any familiar faces among the sea of strangers. But as I scanned the crowd, I couldn't seem to find anyone I recognized.

Just as I was about to give up, I felt a fluttering on my shoulder. I turned my head to see Zuri, my companion, perched there. She chirped excitedly, as if to say, "Don't worry, we've got this!"

With renewed confidence, I took a deep breath and began to make my way through the throngs of people. The noise and chaos seemed to fade away as I focused on the task at hand.

As I walked, Zuri hopped from shoulder to shoulder, occasionally swooping down to investigate something that caught her eye. Despite her small size, she was a constant source of comfort and encouragement, I was grateful to have her intelligence by my side right now.

Making my way deeper into the academy, I began to feel a sense of blurriness in my head, "we trained for this, you have nothing to fear." She spoke slowly.

As I navigated through the halls of the academy, I couldn't help but think back to the last time I encountered a threat. My mana had reacted in a way that was both powerful and unpredictable, causing chaos and destruction in its wake.

But now, as I walked through the crowded halls of the academy, I felt a sense of calm and control that I hadn't experienced before. They had trained me to harness my mana and react appropriately in any situation, no matter how dangerous.

Zuri kept giggling on my shoulder, seemingly more excited than I was. I couldn't help but feel a sense of and gratitude towards her even though she was a bit shady. She had been with me through thick and thin, and her unwavering support had helped me to grow and develop as a mage but nothing else. I liked her, but I couldn't trust her. Matter of fact, I couldn't trust anyone else but Serenu and Nari, who fought Hector, trying to save Kayden.

As I continued on my journey, I felt a sense of excitement building within me. The academy was a place of endless opportunity and possibilities, and I was eager to explore all that…

"Your name?" A cold tone greeted me near the dorm.

"Rowen Dragon," I answered directly making an eye contact with a woman whose eyes were pierced blue.

"Oh, the Duk… ehem," she fixed her tone, "this way, please."

I knew that the king had informed the academy about me specifically, and that in just two years, I would belong to the council.

It wasn't hard for me to figure out how the information had leaked. After all, I had the king under my control. Ever since the death of my siblings, the only two people who had ever truly supported me was him and Serenu. I had made it my mission to gain power and influence in any way possible.

And so, I had made a deal with the king. In exchange for my support and loyalty, he would do everything in his power to advance my standing within the academy. And he had kept his promise.

I knew that the teachers at the academy were now aware of me, as well as other wealthy families. But I wasn't worried. I had always been confident in my abilities, and I knew that I would rise to the top, no matter what obstacles stood in my way.

I had come from nothing, but now I was on the path to becoming one of the most powerful people in the kingdom. And it was all thanks to my own determination and the support of the one person who had never let me down - myself.

As She proceeded to explain the rules of the dormitory, and I simply listened without interrupting. Her tone was serious, but I could tell that she was doing her best to maintain order in the dormitory.

"As a student in this dormitory, we expect you to follow the rules without exception," she began. "Lights out is at 10 p.m. on weekdays and 11 p.m. on weekends. No visitors are allowed after 8 p.m. And, of course, any illegal activities or disruptive behavior will not be tolerated."

I listened attentively, acknowledging each rule with a nod of my head and looking around. The dormitory was a large, imposing building with several floors and many rooms. It had a well-manicured lawn and a large entrance with a grand staircase leading up to the entrance. The exterior was made of brick and had a few decorative touches, but it was clear that the focus was on functionality rather than aesthetics.

Inside, the dormitory was clean and well-maintained. The walls were painted a neutral color and there were several large windows that let in natural light. The floors were made of hardwood and were polished to a shine. The rooms themselves looked sparse, with just a bed, desk, and dresser, but they were clean and comfortable. I was able to glance it as we kept on walking.

There were also several communal areas, including a lounge with comfortable chairs, a study room with desks and bookshelves. The common areas were well-lit and inviting, and it was clear that they were meant to be used by the students to relax and socialize.

This woman continued to explain the procedures for laundry, cleaning, and other daily routines.

She spoke with a tone of authority, making it clear that she was serious about maintaining order and discipline within the dormitory. But at the same time, I could sense a hint of fear in her voice, as if she was aware of my reputation and didn't want to upset me.

When she finished explaining the rules, she looked at me with a mixture of respect and apprehension. I assured her that I understood and would follow the rules, and she nodded before she opened the door with a number of 45, I gasped.

Not because the room was tidy and pretty, but what was standing inside in front of me, "you two will share this room until the end of your academy year."

I was not prepared for what I saw.

I felt my suitcase slip from my grip and hit the ground with a thud. My mind was racing as I tried to process what was happening, "Rowen!" I heard how Zuri raised her voice when she saw the same thing as I did.

"No, this can't be real…"