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I have a dream of flying across the skies on a jet, looking at the setting sun. I longed to fly, like a free bird. But my dream was crushed before I ever had a chance to plan it. As those I cared about vanished. People I'd begun to care about died, leaving me unable to do anything. I have to be strong. Stronger than these monsters. In his right hand, he's wearing a mettalic bracelet. "With this system," Shin reasoned, "it's not impossible." Shin yelled, "I'll show you that a dream should not be hindered!" A massive crater formed. All monsters in the area have been annihilated. Meanwhile, in the distance, a faint shadow can be seen. "You always surprised me, Shin," it said silently. And continued saying, "I continue to pave the way for you in the shadow, my friend." (Note: The narrative is a LitRPG that takes place in the modern world.)

torus_writing · Urban
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7 Chs

The deuteragonist are them.

After the new IB was distributed, the professor stood up. He takes the IB he used for demonstration from the table.

"Class, it's almost 10 a.m. and your morning professors will not be teaching you this morning; I'll leave you to your own devices; I expect you all to behave; I'm also a Class Advisor in Class 3-G; the government requires the school to finish the distribution by 11 a.m." the professor announced.

The professor exited 3-C's classroom and went to 3-G's; he is an Advisor for two classes, which is rare.

"I'm here! You troublesome bastards!" he said as he kicked the door of Class 3-G. Dents and cracks can be seen on the door, indicating that this method of opening the door is commonly employed.

Noises in the room can be heard when the door is opened, but no one looks to see who opened the door. They were off doing their own thing.

…..

(Hahaha, he did that?)

(Damn, he should be here in our class..)

…..

(Don't throw that, don't.. don't..)

(You bastard..)

…..

(Oho~ I heard that too..)

(They got this huge…)

…..

(Bang! Bang!)

(Huh? Who did that?)

…..

(He got this huge abs…)

(Fuhhh~ I completely fell for him…)

…..

As he walks into the classroom, he wonders why he accepted this job in the first place.

The professor simply looked at them. He tightens his grip on the IB he is holding.

He assumed the posture of a baseball pitcher, aiming to throw the IB used for demonstration. And with a large wide grin, he thought, "Let's see how hard this new IB is."

Woooshhh!!

The IB is approaching a student who is preparing to hit another student.

"Awww! Who?!!!!" shouted the student.

"Jake," the student said, staring intensely at the professor.

"It's Prof. J, you idiot! Sit down, I have something to tell." the professor retorted.

"I said sit down everyone! Or do you want to run outside again? I still have a way to make you run," the professor added with a grin.

Everyone gulped and sat quietly. Remembering how they would dash outside for a scrap of paper.

"I'm not going to threaten you if this isn't important, you all knew that," he says, and the student simply nods.

If you look at this, something is odd.

This is not something a teacher can do. Someone even reported the professor after witnessing him beating students, and there is video evidence of it. The internet went crazy about it, but that's all there is to it; after all, there's a guardian consent on this thing, which was added to the agreement students made when becoming part of a special class; Class G, also known as Gangster Class or Good-for-nothing Class. This is also supported by Special Case Class Law.

Some people were concerned by this law, but they couldn't argue with the statistics that showed success.

"Wear this new IB or the military will seize you and turn you into a slave," the professor stated while referring to the one he was wearing.

"Ahhhhh! That's it?" remarked someone.

"True, the consequence is the one we should avoid," one student added, "but to wear that ugly thing?"

Prof. J continues to speak, disregarding the student's comments, "Grab yours on my table in the staff room, there's a checklist of names, find yours, and it's done."

He paused and continued, "Ow, figure it out yourself how to wear it."

"Then can I have this one?" said the one who had been hit by the IB used for demonstration.

"Yes, yes, if you want that, but you'll still need to go down and find your name," Prof. J. responded.

"Fu~ sure, and I don't expect these jerks to do it for me," the student said.

"I remind everyone once more to check your name yourself; they're monitoring it; don't blame me if you end up in a military camp," Prof. J warned.

"Kyaaaa!!!"

Everyone turns to look at the student who yells.

"Damn, something's wrong with this thing," muttered the student who is now wearing the IB used for demonstration.

"Hahaha, you should have heard how you yelled! Kya!!! Kyaa!!"

"You sounded like a girl! Hahaha, Kyaaa!! Big brother, please help!!"

"Hahaha, what the heck man, when did you become a cutie? Why didn't you tell us?"

They all make fun of him, making the entire class laugh.

"Tsk, I'll remember this; I'm going down to check my name," the student said.

"Hahaha, he's very shy!!"

"Ehem! You can wander around the school all day, but you must wear the IB before noon. Any questions? No? Good," Prof. J remarked, silencing the waves of laughter.

Prof. J shouted at them, "Out! Out now!"

"OUT!!!"

The students stood up at their own pace, walked outside, and if anyone saw them, they would doubt if they were truly going to the staff room.

Prof. J merely sighs, albeit he is laughing because of that yell. Knowing that if he doesn't stop them, they'll be late in donning the new IB.

The same day, although little earlier in the morning. Around 4 a.m.

Hufffff! Huffff!!

Kan is sprinting around the apartment complex. He runs first thing in the morning every day.

At the age of 16, he already has a muscular and robust body, with a six-pack embossed in his slightly tight shirt.

Huffff! Hufff!!

He's already home by 5 a.m., preparing his own breakfast.

You could say he is the only one who is living in this house. After all, his parents are rarely home. Only depositing funds into his account.

["... For the first time in history, a spaceship capable of carrying 300 astronauts can be sent into orbit. NASA is officially hiring candidates who want to be astronauts. The future is here, and the final frontier is within reach. Space exploration is predicted…"]

"Space Exploration? Why bother going to space when Earth is still messed up and the answer they come up with is to explore space?" While eating his breakfast, Kan wonders the sanity of those in charge.

He switched the TV to a different channel.

["....course. It is called the Great Conjunction, the peculiar thing about it is…"]

He continually changing the channel in search of something entertaining to watch.

["... new Identification Bracelet. And there is a lot of it that is superfluous. If they want a universal IB, they can accomplish it in a much nicer way that the public will not object to. It is…"]

[... game. With VR becoming mainstream, it is now influencing market trends in real time. Some assume that it ain't good for the young generation…"]

[".... development of AI integration. Throughout the process, it is quite possible that the government will employ AI to make anti-terrorist, legal, financial, and even…"]

"What a dull world," Kan remarked as he set his spoon down.

He starts commuting to school at 6 a.m. after cleaning and preparing himself. He studies people along the road as he always does, and most of the individuals he sees are exhausted. The world is filled with people who just do things to ensure their survival.

"I despise this world." he thought.