The was niough. It was a rge and spacious room, desigo aodate a rge type of people. Some triggered had weird modifications doo their bodies after all. The walls were painted in bold colors and adorned with posters of famous superheroes and vilins. The front of the featured a rge s instead of a whiteboard. The seats likewise had holoss installed on the desks for each student. Allowing students to access the test information and training materials provided. A small note oudent's books said to not try to abuse the internal work e and that these didn't have an i e. The room was normal enough. But this wasn't the main point to take for this. No no no. There was something more importao take note of.

  Her cssmates, or the ones for this css anyway. There was a sea of colors in front of her, granted most heroes had weird colors in their hair. In her old school, she was someecial with her blonde hair, there were more blondes around of course. But her hair always was more impressive than the rest.

  Part of the reason being the weird magicks her mother fussed about for haircare. That and the weird alchemical shampoos she cocted in a cauldron. That woman was closer to a witch (A traditional ohan the world knew.

  But here? Here be colors.

  All the colors in the rainbow, it was funny how she even if still had the best aer-cared hair, it was...Normal.

  From green to violet, from red to blue, and there was this one girl that looked as if her hair was a gaxy.

  There was only one person with a more on color in the hair. And that was a bck-haired guy being harassed by a red-haired girl, Elizabeth obviously ighose two.

  They reeked of tropes, probably a childhood romance or something, no ohat triggered was normal.

  And that was another blessed thing to rejoice for. The reason no pink-haired girl was stuck to her was that this css was for powereds.

  So the pink-haired girl couldn't e!

  There were a few pink-haired girls here too, but Elizabeth had learned her lesson and stayed far away from them. They only fussed amongst themselves for now...Not a single one of them had a motif of hearts ohough...

  And the shade of pink was somewhat clearer...So maybe they weren't dangerous pink-haired girls?

  She wouldn't risk it for now.

  Too much was at stake already to take su unwanted risk.

  And besides, Mother always said to not test the pink-haired girls till you kheir type. So testing was in order.

  For now, she would mih the irls in banal chattering while waiting for the teacher to e.

  Perhaps she could even learn something new about how to deal with her now grayed-out skill... Not that she wao test the skill again. Not unless she found one of those thresholds and broke past it tthen her body first.

  So she would mingle and chat with her cssmates, find those that would be useful, and decide what type of student she would pose as...

  If there wasn't a smartass she wouldn't mind filling that in...

  But there were risks to that role in this school, this oaught not only heroes but prospective vilins too after all.

  And if the posters on the walls were something to go by, they aimed for the big leagues. Some posters were of A-tier vilins as well as heroes. If one of these cssmates ended on that category...

  Antagonizing them would be...Bad.

  After mingling and speaking with her cssmates Elizabeth found a couple of things.

  First of all, they all were...Talented...?

  She expected them to be sihey all triggered some type of skill. But most of them were top of the css in their previous school, and a few were martial artists.

  For the first time in her life she...Wasn't that special.

  A quick s with [Identity] put most of them at levels 1-3, so she was above them on basic status. Except for the bck-haired kid and the red-haired girl.

  And that was ahing, those two had ignored her approaot that she took the bait. Her Mother had spoken to her about their type. They prided themselves as 'Main characters' or something, so they ignored everyohat wasn't more powerful than them. And if they found something like that?

  They tried to use them as a sharpening tool, if they succeeded they would destroy the sharpening tool. If not...Well, they also teo die early by not knowing their pce.

  So she just moved on. The bck-haired kid ignored her, so that was fine. But the red-haired girl?

  She somehow took offense because of that. Elizabeth couldn't uand her, she didn't want the attention she was giving. But somehow found insulting that she moved on?

  Triggered people, they are crazy.

  At least the teacher arrived before said psycho did something to her, so that was good.

  The problem was the teacher now.

  "Greetings students. I will be your homeroom teacher for Powered/Triggered csses. So I will be seeing you all in most of your csses" It was the crazy old man again.

  "First thing first. Who tell me what makes a powered special?" asked the crazy old man.

  Elizabeth could see it on his face, he was scheming something.

  But si was a css most of her cssmates were already answering.

  Most answers orbited around powers or skills, and that was a fair assessment. Powered were special because of their skills after all.

  "And what decides the grade of power? What makes you an F-Rank or an S-Rank?" what was this old man scheming ?

  The ao that was easy enough.

  "Power. The more powerful your skill is, the more uhe higher your rank go" answered the bck-haired kid.

  The old man just smirked "So if your skill is deemed F-Rank you will never climb the dder of power?" and answered back.

  Most of the css just stayed silent.

  It was a on thing, most triggered stayed at the rank they were assigned after their evaluation. She wondered what grade she would end with.

  Probably a lower end going by her current status. But if they somehow identified the skills, she could end on the higher ends. Since as her father, her skill could grow...With time.

  "No" but her musings were interrupted by the answer of the bck-haired kid.

  "If my evaluation says my rank is F, then I will put effort and climb higher, and show everyohat anyone raise higher" Ah, he was one of those.

  Powereds unlike magic wielders had a stronger hard limit on their development. They were tied by the skill and its nature.

  A strongman's power would always be more strength.

  "Well answered Mister Akira," answered the old man "But while the answer is right. The idea behind it is wrong" what?

  But powers uhey were like Father's couldn't evolve...Could they?

  "That's why we have a special guest today, " motiohe crazy old man to someone beyond the door. "And please remember that while on school grounds you will be safe".

  And then he came in.

  Shadow Pact.

  He is one of the more elusive supervilins to ever exists. But she reized him almost instantly. That form-fitting bck bodysuit that covers his entire body, from head to toe. That bodysuit with patterns and desigched into, but subtle enough that you wouldn't notiless you looked close enough.

  And even though he looked weak, that suit was made of a special material that absorb and disperse impacts! Making it difficult to injure him in bat.

  On top of the bodysuit, was a long, flowing cloak that billows behind him as he walked into the . The cloak being of a deep shade of crimsohat you would think it was dark, but it had a supple expensive, and regal design. The inside of the cloak was lined with a dark, velvet material that made it feel luxurious to the touch.

  And the finishing touch was the mask. A mask that covers his entire face, except for their pierg, calg eyes crimson-red eyes. The mask looked like it was made of a metallic material and was adorned with intricate, geometric patterns.

  It was a work of art. And the mask even had a feature that allowed the vilin to ge the sound of their voice, making it difficult their sex! (Elizabeth was adamant that he was male).

  And to make sure she was right, she used [Identify] and yes. It was him.

  Status

  Name:Maximiliam Windsor

  Title: Keeper of Secrets

  Alias: Shadow Pact

  Level: 80

  Health: 100%

  Mana:100%

  Stamina: 100%

  Stress: 0%

  Strength: 150

  stitution: 100

  Agility: 300

  Dexterity: 300

  Intelligence: 90

  Wisdom: 85

  Charisma: 120

  Status Auto allocation active.

  Unique Skill: Eternal Vow

  -Subset Skills:

  –Shadow Delve.

  –True Strike.

  –Persuasive Wit.

  But even after all of that, only two other persnized him. And that was a travesty in her book.

  One of course was the crazy old man (Reinf the fact that he was indeed crazy). And the other was the red-haired girl.

  First of all. For Elizabeth the world slowed to a crawl, even if one of her favorite persons in the world was in the same room she uood the danger of that.

  Maybe since she was a fan she uood it even more than the rest of oblivious beings. Shadow Pact was dangerous.

  He was oop list of Assassin Type of Super-Vilins. If you wanted someone dead, and you mao hire him then that person was good as dead.

  So Elizabeth moved with purpose, she stood up, grabbed her chair, and threw it at the window with all her strength in one smooth move.

  At the same time, the only other person the danger was a red-haired girl.

  She took a different approach...

  In one smooth movement she uhed a sword that god knows where she got from and tried to attack Shadow Pact.

  That girl sycho indeed.

  Status

  Name: Watanabe Rena

  Title: The Promised Sword Saint

  Alias:

  Level: 5

  Health: 100%

  Mana:100%

  Stamina: 100%

  Stress: 0%

  Strength: 40

  stitution: 5

  Agility: 25

  Dexterity: 30

  Intelligence: 10

  Wisdom: 5

  Charisma: 5

  Status Auto allocation active.

  Skill: The sword of my heart

  What kind of psycho has a sword in his heart anyway?

  She wao [Identify] that to see what it was about...

  Well, she wao test the limits of how muformation she could get but using it on Shadow Pact more...

  But she had to trol herself sihere was more important stuff going around.

  Like for example "[Stop]" that.

  A single world, but it had power behind it.

  And everything halted.

  She halted her throw of the chair, and the red-haired girl stopped her drawing.

  "Like I said, you aren't in danger...But good judgment as expected Miss Starbright" said the crazy old man..."Please lower that a again"

  Theuro the red-haired girl "You oher hand Miss Rena..." and thehe sword away.

  Like he gred at the sword till the red-haired girl sheathed it and it disappeared.

  "Attag someohout a motive be dangerous. Had uest retaliated instead of only stopping you... No one here would have survived...Besides me that is," said the crazy old man.

  He was right...But who invites a supervilin to the first day without telling anyone ?!?

  "You didn't tell them again," stated Shadow Pact, today's voice was deep. Like deep enough that she could feel a tingle go all the way from her head to the base of her spine...

  And she might (ht not) had turn the recorder on her phone.

  "I hold no ill will against any of you." that voice... "I offer a simple service to all the powered schools on their first day of csses. You will not see me again if you are lucky." He service me any day.....

  FOCUS ELIZABETH!

  FOCUS!

  "And that is..." but then again, that voice... "[As a Sacred Vow no information about the true nature of skills will be leaked iionally or not. That I will ENSURE]" and his voice turned somehow deeper and she could feel the words enter her soul a in the more deep part of herself.

  "And the correswer was to run away. gratutions you are smarter than your father Elizabeth Starbright" AND HE KNOWS MY NAME.

  Py it cool "Thank you sir" DAMMIT!

  For his part, Shadow Pact (THE SHADOW PACT!) just ined his head and walked to the outside of the .

  "So dramatic," said the crazy old man. And for one sed the blonde pondered if she should throw the chair at him or not.

  Perhaps he sensed something sier a quick look her way he preteo fix his notes and carried on with an expnation.

  "He came as an example and to ehis doesn't leak. But skills in a nutshell...Skills evolve and so, your evaluation rise" So he dropped the bombshell like nothing.

  And as expected all hell broke loose.

  "WHAT?!?" was among the most oion. Probably from the majority that had crappy skills.

  For her part, Elizabeth wasn't that surprised since she knew of one example of something like that, even if her father never admitted to it. He had triggered as aier...And now he stood among the best.

  So either they had a bad evaluation system or his skills developed. He always hinted about how his skill allowed him to go beyond those thresholds though...So maybe that affected it too?

  "Basically...If student A has the skill [Base Strength x2]," wrote on the holo-s the crazy old man while drawing a stick figure. " Then his skill multiplies his strength so that if his punch has a power of 50 kgs, then his skill makes it hit as 100 kgs"

  That was an easy enough example, and Elizabeth could already see where this was going.

  "The skill duplicates his base strength, so lorains and exercises. He increase the power of his punch. Meaning he could make his skill give him more power," and so he wrote training oher side of the stick figure.

  This man sucks at drawing if nothing else.

  "The peak record for a normal human in strength deadlift is around 500 kgs. So this student if trained hard enough could theoretically have 1,000 kgs of strength. That is enough to lift a small car and throw it around. So that alone would make him around D-Tier." And he wrote 1 too the training words.

  "Now this alone isn't surprising enough to make all this a secret" and that was true. No news on that, everyone khat depending on the skill type you could make more or less out of it.

  "But here is where the fun starts...If Student A keeps training and tries to go past his limits. If he goes [Further Beyond] the limits of his skill. Then he [Evolve] or [Develope Subset skills]. Earning himself either an x3 enha making him jump from early D-Tier to maybe Mid C-Tier..." and at that point, he wrote [Evolve] he stick figure drawing.

  "et new [Subset Skills]...We don't know how these work or what triggers them. Usually, they are extra skills you earn to make your life easier. He could get a [Overall Strength Distribution] to allow him to leverage his strenght from any part he wishes for example" and then he wrote [Subset skills].

  "And that is the reason for the secrecy. Since we don't know how these are created we hide it. The magical side of the unity could probably help us find out how this works... But we don't want those pricks to know that our power also tampers with the soul." and after drawing a circle that enpassed all the words and the drawing he wrote 'Soul' at the top.

  "That is also part of the reason that is believed in the powered unity that no powered learn magicks. On that yraduation, we will stiother [Vow] to your soul to seal the information. Only in the case that you unlock a [Subset Skill] or a [Evolution] will the informatiourn to your mind. " and so that information dump ended.

  Well well well, would you look at that...

  So the powered also tampered with the soulscape...

  But that brought more problems to the mind of the blonde girl. Like...If a powered tampered with the soulscape like an awakened did. How was her soulscape?

  And why could she do both?

  More questions arrived thahought possible.