"You have arrived at your destination. Welcome to Riftheaven."
A mechanical voice echoed as they stepped out of the portal.
Tia blinked.
Before him—
A sleek car was already waiting.
The driver stepped forward and opened the door.
"This way," he said politely.
Tia glanced briefly at Mr. Lee before getting in.
Mr. Lee followed without a word.
Today was the day.
The city of myth—Riftheaven—
Would be filled with people.
Students from all over the world.
The car came to a smooth stop.
"Student Tia, we have arrived," Mr. Lee said.
"You may proceed to registration. Good luck."
Tia hesitated for a second before opening the door.
Before him stood a massive gate.
Tall.
Its surface gleamed under the sunlight.
At the center—
Bold words were engraved.
Sky High Academy.
"…So this is it…"
A new journey.
He let out a small breath.
Then moved forward slowly.
His gaze swept across the surroundings.
Luckily… there aren't many students around…
Good…
Damn social anxiety…
"Excuse me."
Tia turned.
A woman sat behind a large desk near the entrance.
"Are you a new student?" she asked calmly.
"Yes," Tia nodded.
"Come register. Let me see your documents."
A few minutes later—
She handed him a card and a key.
"This is your student ID. Keep it safe."
"And this is your room key."
Tia nodded again.
"…Thank you."
He turned back.
Mr. Lee stood a short distance away.
Speaking with someone.
Tia stopped.
Waiting.
"You're still here?"
Mr. Lee's voice came without turning.
Tia hesitated.
"I thought—"
"You're done with registration, right?" Mr. Lee cut in calmly.
"Then you should move on without me."
A pause.
Then—
"I have other matters to attend to."
Mr. Lee finally turned.
For a brief moment—
Their eyes met.
And just like that—
He walked away.
Tia stood there.
Silent.
Watching his back disappear into the distance.
Somewhere within the academy…
BAM!
A hand slammed against the table.
"I oppose this suggestion."
The room fell silent for a moment.
An instructor leaned forward, eyes sharp.
"Yes. We cannot allow someone like him into this academy."
"If anything goes wrong, the academy's reputation will suffer."
Murmurs spread across the table.
Another voice spoke up.
Slow and deliberate.
"Instructor Tevari."
All eyes turned.
The Vice Headmaster sat upright, fingers interlocked.
"Explain something to me."
Her gaze was steady.
"How exactly will this student damage the academy's image?"
A brief silence.
A scoff.
"He doesn't even have a rank."
Instructor Tevari's voice sharpened.
"Even the lowest-tier academy rejected him."
"And you expect us to accept him?"
"Having brains alone is nothing in this new world."
Another voice joined in.
Lighter.
But firm.
"That means nothing."
"What if he's a rare gem?"
Instructor Bantea leaned back slightly, arms crossed.
"You're all judging too quickly."
"Have you forgotten Hero Song Dee?"
The room quieted slightly.
Then—
"That's completely different," someone replied coldly.
"Hero Song Dee had a rank."
"Yes," Instructor Tevari didn't hesitate.
"Hero Dfhed had a rank."
"He was already nearing SS rank."
"He had clear potentials."
"This boy has nothing."
Another voice, sharper this time:
"Headmaster, why should we accept a defect like him?"
"He brings no value."
The tension in the room thickened.
Voices overlapped.
Arguments clashed.
The atmosphere—
Unstable.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
The door opened slowly.
"Guide 103 reporting."
The room fell quiet.
All eyes turned.
"Ah… right on time," Instructor Tevari said.
"You were assigned to Student Tia during the white gate raid, correct?"
A pause.
"…Did he reawaken?"
Silence.
Mr. Lee hesitated, then replied—
"No, he didn't."
The entire room froze.
A grin slowly formed on Instructor Tevari.
"Ha! This matter has already come to an end."
"But…"
Mr. Lee stood straight.
"Only Student Tia entered the gate."
A pause.
"I was unable to follow."
A ripple moved across the table.
Faint murmurs.
Confusion.
Sir Tevari frowned.
"What do you mean, Guide 103?"
He leaned back slightly, unimpressed.
"If it's a dungeon that has already been raided multiple times, then of course it would be easy."
"There wouldn't be any monsters left inside."
A few instructors nodded in agreement.
Mr. Lee didn't react immediately.
His gaze remained steady.
"…No."
"I entered shortly after."
"There were clear traces of a monster."
The murmurs stopped.
Sir Tevari's expression stiffened slightly.
"…Traces?"
Mr. Lee continued.
"Signs of combat."
"Blood."
His voice remained calm.
"And before I could get to Student Tia, the gate had begun to crumble and disappear."
The Vice Headmaster's eyes narrowed slightly.
"…And the student?"
Mr. Lee's gaze lowered.
"The dungeon vanishing can mean two things."
"Either Student Tia defeated the real boss or—"
"Maybe he got lucky and the dungeon vanished because it's been there for a while."
"But I don't think it was luck."
"When I found him, he was—"
"Enough."
The word didn't come loud.
Mr. Lee stopped immediately.
The entire room fell silent.
At the far end of the table—
A man sat quietly.
He hadn't spoken since the meeting began.
Yet his presence alone—
Was enough.
Terrifying.
No one dared to speak.
He stood.
Slowly.
Then walked toward the glass wall.
The Headmaster's voice filled the room.
Cold.
"There is no need to continue."
A pause.
His gaze shifted.
Slowly.
Across the room.
"…I have heard enough."
The tension tightened.
Sir Tevari clenched his jaw.
"…Headmaster—"
Silence.
"…This matter will no longer be spoken of again."
The Headmaster leaned forward slightly.
"…The student will be admitted."
No one dared to object.
At the side—
The Vice Headmaster adjusted her glasses, allowing the faintest smile to appear.
Sir Bantea leaned back, satisfied.
Sir Tevari said nothing.
But his expression darkened.
And Mr. Lee—
Remained still.
His thoughts, however—
"Looks like that kid already gained the favour of the Headmaster."
The Headmaster, who sat still,
Slowly rose to his feet.
He walked toward the glass wall.
Outside—
Students moved across the academy grounds.
His gaze settled on one figure.
"…Or…"
His voice was quiet.
Yet it carried through the entire room.
"…do you feel threatened by his presence?"
No one spoke.
No one moved.
Sir Tevari's hand turned into a fist.
Sir Bantea looked thoughtful.
The Vice Headmaster remained calm.
"You all are dismissed. Guide 103, remain," the Headmaster said, eyes focused outside.
"…Vice Headmaster…" he muttered under his breath as he left the room.
"I swear to settle this score between us one day."
Silence returned.
Within minutes, the room was empty, leaving—
Now give me the actual report guide 13....