Chapter 15: Consequences and Revelations

Alone in the empty school corridors, Ahmet walked with heavy steps, his mind swirling with thoughts and emotions. As he trudged along, he couldn't help but feel the weight of the consequences of his actions pressing down on him like a suffocating blanket.

"I knew there would be consequences," Ahmet muttered to himself, his voice echoing faintly off the walls. "But I never imagined it would come to this. What have I done?"

The image of his mother's disappointed face haunted him, her words of anger and disappointment ringing in his ears. He couldn't bear the thought of her disappointment, of the shame he had brought upon himself and his family.

Lost in his own thoughts, Ahmet was startled when Azad suddenly appeared by his side, breaking through the silence with his cheerful voice.

"Hey, Ahmet, what's up?" Azad asked, falling into step beside him. "I heard you were in a fight today. What happened?"

Ahmet's mind raced as he struggled to come up with a response, torn between the truth and the desire to protect his newfound secrets.

"Oh, you know, just… things got out of hand," Ahmet replied vaguely, his voice hollow with guilt.

But Azad wasn't fooled. His skeptical gaze bore into Ahmet, piercing through his facade with unnerving accuracy.

"Really? 'Cause it looks like you got some pretty serious moves there. You been practicing?" Azad pressed, his tone laced with curiosity.

Ahmet's heart sank as he realized that Azad knew more than he was letting on. How could he have found out about his training? The realization sent a chill down Ahmet's spine, filling him with a sense of unease.

"I've just been… working out lately," Ahmet mumbled, his voice faltering under Azad's unwavering gaze.

But Azad's smirk told Ahmet that his feeble attempt at deception had failed miserably.

"Come on, Ahmet, you're a terrible liar. It must be because of your stats, huh?" Azad remarked, his tone teasing yet knowing.

Ahmet's eyes widened in shock. How could Azad know about his stats? He hadn't told anyone about them, not even Azad.

"How do you know about my stats?" Ahmet demanded, his voice tinged with disbelief and frustration.

But before Ahmet could receive an answer, Azad's demeanor shifted, his expression turning sheepish.

"Oops, I guess I let that slip," Azad admitted with a wince. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."

Ahmet's mind raced with questions, but before he could voice them, Azad cast a bolt of ice at him with lightning speed, leaving a small cut on his cheek.

"Ow!" Ahmet exclaimed, his hand flying to his cheek in surprise.

Azad's lips curled into a smirk as he looked at Ahmet with a knowing glint in his eyes. "You're still too low-level, Ahmet. You haven't even obtained your class yet. I'm curious to see what you'll get."

Ahmet's jaw dropped in disbelief. "Who are you?"

Azad shrugged, a mysterious smile playing at his lips. "Just your friend, Ahmet. And I'm on your side. But if you want to unlock your class and level up, you'll need to reach level 10 and get that invitation to the tower. Good luck."

Ahmet's mind raced as he grappled with Azad's answer. "What's a class?" he blurted out, unable to contain his curiosity any longer.

Azad arched an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing at his lips. "Your class? It's like your role in this world. It can be anything from a farmer with support skills to a powerful magician."

Ahmet's eyes widened with realization. "So it's like the path you choose to follow?"

Azad nodded, his smile widening. "Exactly. And your class represents your inner desires and wishes, the things you aspire to be."

Ahmet's mind buzzed with this newfound knowledge, the pieces of the puzzle beginning to fall into place. "What's your class?" he asked, unable to contain his curiosity.

Azad's grin turned mischievous. "I'm a rare ice magician. Pretty cool, huh?"

Ahmet couldn't help but marvel at the idea of such a unique class.

Azad added "don't let anyone find out about your class not even your best friend undestand?"

With that, Azad turned on his heel and walked away, leaving Ahmet standing alone in the empty hallway, his mind reeling with unanswered questions and a newfound determination to unlock the secrets of his hidden power.

"But why did he said his class to me? Was I no thread to him?" Dwelled Ahmet in thoughts not knowing what to believe.