Chapter 38: "The Olympia's Cup,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 20 - 2027 ║║ Wednesday║ Class Day║"Attention to all students of Rozbite Lustro Institution, this is your headmistress Miss Rose, speaking. I request that you all proceed immediately in an orderly manner to the school's front yard. Teachers are to accompany their classes and ensure that all students are accounted for. Those of you still within the school buildings are to make your way in silence to the nearest exit and join your classmates outside. Do not dawdle, do not stop to collect belongings, and do not stray from your teachers. Any student who fails to report to the front yard in the next five minutes will face severe consequences..."I was immediately heightened and alerted when the headmistress's voice boomed from the speakers, an uncharacteristic stern edge now lacing her usually calm tone. The hairs on my neck stood up as her words reverberated through the empty corridor
Chapter 39: Tear It Down───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 20 - 2027 ║║ Wednesday║ Class Day║The headmistress's words about the Olympia's sports cup echoed in my mind as I walked back to the dormitory. A warm adrenaline ran down my spine at the thought of what lay ahead. The competition seemed innocent enough on the surface, but I had learned by now that nothing was ever as it seemed within these ivy-covered walls.It was insane how I had just arrived at this strange school a few weeks ago, unaware of the sinister secrets it held. Pretty crazy how it had been mere weeks since I arrived at this strange institution, an outsider among its ancient halls and crooked classrooms. The truth or dare games were strange enough, testing my resolve with bizarre dares and probing personal questions. But now this Olympia's Cup sounded downright malevolent. It was as if the truth or dare games we had played just weeks ago now seemed just a silly prelude to t
Chapter 40: "The Price of Victory,"───── ❝ K I L L I A N W I L D E' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 22 - 2027 ║║ Friday║ Olympia's Cup 1st Training Day║The ear-piercing sound of the siren tears through the still morning air, jolting me awake. With the realization sinking in, I figured out that today is the day — the first day of training for the Olympia's Cup.Through the morning silence it's loud noise pierced its shrill cry, signaling the start of another day at the Academy. I groaned and pulled my pillow over my head, hoping to drown out the noise. But who the fuck am I kidding? It was still no use — the siren continued its relentless wailing until every student was out of bed."Damn it," I cursed as I plucked my eyes awake, widely aware that another routine of mine would be put up this day. Every morning in here was oddly the same, awoken by that ear-splitting siren before the sun had even risen, then we will shuffle like zombies to the cafeteria for a tasteless br
───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 22 - 2027 ║║ Friday║ Olympia's Cup 1st Training Day║The courtyard fills up with students from the different houses, their chatter and laughter grating on my nerves. Each one of their words drips and seemed to be filled with both anticipation and expectation. But that's not the case for me. Buzzing with activity as students milled about, I stand alone, separate from the crowd, dreading the start of training for the Olympia's Cup. Every muscle in my body tenses at the thought of the rigorous exercises and drills that lie ahead. I have no desire to face the brutal challenges designed to weed out the weak from the competition. Damn this, but honestly... I would rather retreat to the shadows than join the throng of hopefuls vying for a chance for winning.I watch as they pair off, chattering excitedly about tactics and glory. But to me, their eagerness feels misplaced, and naïve. For me, it feels as though they don
Chapter 42: "Archer's League,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 22 - 2027 ║║ Friday║ Olympia's Cup 1st Training Day║The moment the blonde girl walks away, laughing cruelly after dropping the card she so threateningly made me read in the mud, I stared down at it hopelessly, hesitating to even pick it up. Great. Now it was ruined, just like my day, my week, and maybe my entire year at this school. My eyes begin to sting with the familiar prick of angry tears as embarrassment wash over me once again. Her cruel words echo inside my head, repeating over and over, mocking me. I want to scream, to throw something, to make her feel even an ounce of the humiliation and hurt she so easily inflicts on me. But I stay frozen, unable to move, unable to react.I can feel the eyes of the other students staring and hear their snickers, yet I cannot bring myself to move. I wish I could just disappear, fade into the background and become invisible to their cruel
Chapter 43: "Heaven," ───── ❝ K I L L I A N W I L D E' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 22 - 2027 ║ ║ Friday║ Olympia's Cup 1st Training Day║ With the strange warmth of the current task dangling on my veins, the bow felt heavy on my shoulders, its ominous weight a reminder of the task ahead. The quiver swung against my back, arrows clacking together in dissonant rhythm. The sun shone brightly, casting long shadows across the cobbled path as I made my way to the starting point. Walking across the quad, I see my fellow archers gathering at our designated spot on the side of the courtyard near the stage. With the grass still wet with dew, I take a deep breath of the morning air, relishing these moments of calm before the bustle of training begins. When the darkness of the forest seemed to creep into my soul, the once bright sun now filtered dimly through the thick canopy of twisted branches and gnarled trees signaling me of venture I was about to lead on to. Nearly approa
Chapter 44: "Unforeseen Confession," ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 22 - 2027 ║ ║ Friday║ Olympia's Cup 1st Training Day║ The darkness of the night sky pressed down on me much like the cold metal of the arrow nocked and taut in my bowstring. Similar to a strange fish in an abyssal lake, I could vividly envision Killian's eyes firmly positioned on me as I stayed the single archer in the quadrangle who had yet to discharge my arrow, notwithstanding having it nocked and pulled taut. While the others shot relentlessly, focused exclusively on the target, I appeared to be pausing, as if something invisible held me back, though I could not yet distinguish what barrier stayed my hand. The frigid air nipped at my skin like the fangs of unseen predators lurking just beyond the dim torchlight, yet I remained motionless, captured by the intensity of Killian's gaze which pierced through the shadows and seemed to hold me suspended between one momen
Chapter 45: Endless Pursuit of Liberty───── ❝ T H I R D P E R S O N ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 12 - 2027 ║║ Friday║ Olympia's Cup 3rd Week of Training Day║The third week of training for the Olympia's Cup began ominously. This was Ruby's third week of training for the damn cup, a brutal competition that tested the limits of both body and mind.The predawn gloom was pierced by no cheerful birdsong, only an eerie silence that seemed to press in on all sides. Ruby woke before dawn, her body sore and aching from the previous weeks' exertions. The training masters pushed her and the other students relentlessly, testing their physical and mental limits with grueling exercises and challenges that left them exhausted at day's end.But just as the other days, Ruby had no choice but to surrender to this hellish routine every single day and night, no matter how fucking tired she maybe.With the faint glow of dawn barely illuminating the barracks, she dressed with her uniform