Fixia's Thoughts!

In the boys' perspective, they huddled together, their expressions filled with a mix of awe and disappointment. They couldn't believe the outcome of their battle against Fixia. One of them spoke up, his voice filled with a tinge of frustration.

"Man, we didn't even stand a chance against her,"

He muttered, shaking his head.

"I wanted to see just how strong she really was."

"But didn't expect we'll get defeated this easily."

Another boy chimed in, his tone tinged with a hint of admiration.

"Remember when we saw her fight Georyy?"

"I never thought she'd be able to hold her own against him,"

"I just wanted to test her."

He said, his voice filled with astonishment.

"But we did overdo it, as we called her a cheater."

"She's definitely on a whole different level."

"We didn't stand a chance against her to begin with."

Meanwhile, in the perspective of the surrounding crowd, whispers filled the air as people discussed the astonishing display of strength from Fixia. The onlookers marveled at her swift victory against multiple opponents, and her rapid level gain. Some praised her exceptional skills, while others expressed skepticism, questioning the legitimacy of her leveling speed.

"Did you see that? She took down three opponents in the blink of an eye!"

One spectator exclaimed, his voice filled with amazement.

"She must have some secret spells or hidden power."

Another person chimed in, their tone more skeptical.

"But, after the battle she just started gaining levels."

"Even though, the battle didn't last that long."

They whispered, their voice tinged with doubt.

"There must be something fishy going on."

As the gossip and speculation continued to circulate among the crowd, Fixia remained at the center of attention, her reputation as a formidable opponent and rapid leveler beginning to solidify. The mixed reactions from the onlookers only fueled her determination to prove herself further and uncover the mysteries behind her extraordinary growth.

...

Exhausted and drained, Fixia returned home after the events of the day. Her body felt heavy as she collapsed onto her bed, a sigh escaping her lips. The weight of the attention she had received weighed on her mind, causing a mix of conflicting emotions.

"Too much attention,"

She whispered to herself.

"I never wanted this. I wanted to stay in the shadows, unnoticed."

"Why did I even accept their challenge anyway?"

Fixia remembering the moment, and realising she has no other choice other than leveling up.

"But I have to keep leveling up."

"Or it might cause chaos."

The encounter with the boys at school replayed in her mind. She questioned her decision to engage in a battle there, where the attention of others was inevitable. Perhaps finding a more secluded location would have been wiser, sparing her from the prying eyes and whispers of her peers.

As Fixia lay there, lost in her thoughts, her mind wandered to Georyy. The way he had acted during after the battle had surprised her. He carried himself with a sense of confidence and strength, embodying the image of a top student. It was a stark contrast to his usual haughty nature, leaving Fixia pondering what had caused the change.

"What's gotten into Georyy?"

She mused, her voice filled with a mix of curiosity and confusion.

"He seemed so different today."

"And acted soo concerned, and he even helped me when the boys accused me of cheating."

"He did say, he was acting like that on purpose."

"Because he wanted everyone to challenge him with determination."

"I guess he's not that bad of a person."

Her eyes sparkled as she just realised something.

"The day when I saw him near the forest"

"Was it because he got exhausted from acting like that and wanted to cool off for a bit."

"Maybe that was the reason he was there."

"It also explains why he was speaking to me calmly then."

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Fixia's thoughts then shifted to her best friend, Sylphia. She couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. Once again, she had caused Sylphia to worry. It seemed to be a recurring pattern, one that left Fixia questioning her own actions and the impact they had on those around her.

"Huh... I did it again today."

"Why do I always make Sylphia worry?"

Fixia thought, a touch of self-doubt creeping into her voice.

"She's always there for me, supporting me no matter what."

"I should try not to act like that."

Fixia's thoughts turned inward, contemplating her own motivations and actions. She couldn't deny the selfishness that resided within her. Her desire to level up, to become stronger, seemed to consume her thoughts and actions. But why was she so set on this path? It was a question she had yet to find a satisfactory answer to.

As the weariness of the day caught up to her, Fixia's eyelids grew heavy. She closed her eyes, allowing sleep to claim her, hoping that rest would bring clarity and answers to the questions that plagued her mind.

But before drifting off, Sylphia's question echoed in her thoughts, as if seeking resolution.

"Why are you so set on leveling up? You're not the same as before."

Fixia contemplated the question, her mind swirling with thoughts and emotions. With a gentle sigh, she acknowledged that the answer eluded her for now, but she was determined to discover it. Perhaps in her pursuit of strength, she would uncover a greater purpose, a reason that went beyond her own desires.

With that thought, Fixia surrendered to the embrace of sleep, her mind at peace for the moment, knowing that tomorrow would bring new challenges and opportunities for self-discovery.

As the night enveloped her, Fixia's dreams carried her to uncharted territories, where secrets and revelations awaited her. And with each passing day, she would continue to navigate the complexities of her journey, driven by her determination to unlock the truth and find her place in the world of magic.