Homestuck Classes Explained Novels & Stories

Hana knew the magic of all her teammates and her opponents. So she arranged the first class of people with defensive-oriented magic. The 2nd class is people inclined to long-range attacks. The 3rd class is people with poison spells. The 4th class Hana is for those with close attack spells. And the last category is those with two or more types of magic.

"I'll explain on the way." True to her words, Mia explained what it meant to be a part of Class three. Apparently, the Academy was divided into three classes-one, two, and three. Everyone who came into the Academy naturally starts their journey from Class one, which meant it was odd I was getting admitted into the third class. "Do you think there was a mix-up somewhere?" I asked Mia as she led us towards the hostels. "The headmaster never makes mistakes," she replied vaguely. "I believe you will do well."

'I should give him a more realistic idea of what a battle would be like and make sure he understands what typical skill actually is. "Don't take anything you saw between me and Death as normal. Do you remember the four classes of magic ability?" Elijah went over them in his head, trying to make sure he didn't forget something so simple. "Basic, advanced, master, and world." Elijah was careful not to say it like a question. Lucifer looked over at the healer who was almost finished fixing his arm. "Good. Now, what separates the classes of healer?" Lucifer asked. Elijah wasn't sure of the answer, but gave his best guess.

“Well, I’m sure that’ll figure itself out. I can’t think about that when all I want to know is what classes you’re in. Did you actually go to a class yet?” I welcomed the change in conversation, I needed a second of Sean-free time. Ally poured over my schedule. “That’s awesome! I’m in the same class. Wait. Huh? Why are you in second period Humanities and third period Humanities?” she asked I remembered what Mr. Chu had said about the ‘houses’ and how I had to be in both. “Yeah, the counselor said there was some sort of weird error. I am in both houses. Oh - and I don’t have PE ‘cause there wasn’t room.”

Even if he was using a fake identity, he wanted to be a man of his word. "There are only three such classes in all three grades in the entire school. The students in Class C study at Number Twelve Institution, but they’re registered with other schools on paper. That's because these students have all kinds of issues. In fact, some of them are irredeemable! "Their parents sent them here to try to change their behavior. Even so, Number Twelve Institution had to set up Class C to prevent them from affecting other students. Trying to get them to improve their grades by thirty percent is like a pipe dream."

Many of the student’s eyes sparkled with excitement. They had quite a few classes for the rest of the day. After Katherine’s Human Acupoints class, there was also Alchemy class, Literature, Art of war, and Formation class. However, these classes were taught by old men that dressed and looked just like those ancient men with a traditional way of thinking and stubborn attitude. Not only the guys, but even the girls were uninterested.

she exclaimed like the idea itself was insulting. “They decided to leave the normal part of the realm, and created a sect of their own. They are scattered all over the whole realm.” Gwen nodded her head, not saying anything. “So, do they have class levels?” The woman frowned, confused. “Class levels? What is that?” “Like,” Gwen said, gesticulating with her hands. “Are there people that are richer, or more powerful?” “Yeah, there are.” “So are they the leaders of the realm then?”

The boy appeared more dark-ish and introverted than him, but the piercing on his tongue induced engrossment. "You are... the new guy, right?" Ryuu's eyes met the other black ones. His fringe was covering his left eye, but the lad put the strands of his hair at the back of his ear; revealing a deep cut scar on the eyelid and another piercing on his left temple. The lad smirked and Ryuu diverted his attention on his food, the same as the new guy did. "I am," Ryuu remarked. "What class are you?" he questioned. There were 3 Classes of Servers. Each class is determined by the quality and performance of a Server.

As a result, the teachers turned a blind eye to those who did not attend classes, especially in this particular class, which was considered the worst among the six classes in the senior year. The six classes in the senior year were arranged according to academic results, ranging from top to poor performers, with thirty students in each class. Class One students were basically all elites. In her previous life, Madelyn didn't understand why Forrest was always so mean to her. From the beginning of the school year until now, she had tried not to bother anyone. If someone treated her badly for no reason, she used to get angry and respond in kind. She had a quick temper, just like Forrest. But now

he said cheerily, "behind me are the warlocks who would be taking you all on various subjects." Among the group of warlocks, Dea sighted three ice women. She presumed all warlocks were men. "Your classes are going to include the following; spell classes, potion classes, tracing and imaging classes, familiar training classes, defence classes, literary classes, enthrallment classes, curse classes and, elemental classes." When he was done, Sybil looked on to a class of wide eyed witches. "And," he said, "those are just your core classes." Mouths gaped open.