God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

"They've arrived..." The voice whispered from behind, belonging to none other than the purple-haired lady.

Clad in a short white top and purple jeans, her short purple hair gently blew around in the air.

On her back, one could see a gigantic hammer hung, various dull purple runes littering its surface.

"He finally has..." The voice replied, as a small smile bloomed on the young man's face.

"We should report that to the key holder, shouldn't we?" the lady reminded, and the young man shook his head.

"Give him some time and simply watch his moves. It's not like Niagara would find anything worth noting about him."

"He's a man of belief and record, not origin." He replied, as he slowly rose to his feet, standing at the edge of the skyscraper.

"So, for now, we simply keep watch and ignore all." Experience more content on m v|l e'-NovelBin.net

Those were his last words before he suddenly fell forward calmly, disappearing from the thousand-meter-high glass structure and rapidly soaring downward.

The purple-haired girl simply looked at the place where the young man had fallen from, a slight crease forming on her brow before she once again regained her ultra-calm expression and walked towards the stairs that led down the building.

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"Finally," Nolan mused silently to himself as he looked at the glass structure before him, a small runic card in his hand and a bag slung over his shoulder.

But on his other shoulder, another bag was hung over—a mixed color of white and blue, and seemingly packed due to its bulky size.

Before him was a gigantic glass structure close to a thousand meters in height.

According to the map on his runic device, this ought to be the dorm room for the newest Ascendants.

Nolan had been searching for close to two hours already, and only now did he finally find it.

Even with the aid of the map, things were still pretty hard to locate.

There were just too many buildings, and they were too high, making them difficult to distinguish from afar.

With a loud inhale, Nolan stepped forward, quickly making his way towards the building.

Walking past the large revolving glass doors, he arrived before a lobby. Looking upward, he found there was no ceiling at all.

Instead, it was rows and rows of circular walls that depicted other floors, with students walking around here and there.

Some of the students were visibly older than him, informing Nolan they were either previous Ascendants who had repeated the class or maybe the normal Ascendants.

Just because the Newcomers had completed their examination didn't mean the same thing applied to the Ascendants.

Looking across from him, Nolan could see rows of elevators, and he walked towards one of them.

Upon entering, the elevator door closed, and Nolan noticed a slot where a line could be seen.

His eyes furrowed as he turned to look at his runic card, finding it familiar with the slot, and he swiped it on the slot.

Immediately, the voice rang out.

"Qualification Accessed and Completed."

"Moving up to the 9th floor!"

Not waiting a second more, the elevator immediately whisked Nolan up, and after a little more than ten seconds, it stopped before opening once more.

"DING!"

"Please head to Room Number 999!" The elevator voice rang out as Nolan stepped out and looked around the area.

There were other students walking around the balcony, and from this angle, Nolan could stare down to see the students who were on the first floor.

The 9th floor of the building was one of the highest floors in the structure, making him able to easily view those who were below.

'I like it,' Nolan mused silently to himself.

And it was only due to one reason. If something bad were to occur one day, he would at least be prepared for it and would have seen it from here.

That time frame of 10 seconds was enough for him to think of a thousand ways to escape the building.

Once he was done with the assessment, he looked around, noticing the room doors, and quickly he began walking forward.

There were a lot of room doors, but since he had been told his was Room 999, he expected it to be the last.

And so, he simply kept walking forward until he arrived at the last door.

There, just as he guessed, was the glass door.

Even though it was a glass door, Nolan still couldn't see the insides of it, but he shrugged it off as he moved his hand to the door knob, only to stop when he noticed there was no door knob.

At the side of the door was the same slot, and Nolan hummed.

They had been told when they were given the runic card that they must protect it with their lives, if possible.

It had sounded stupid to Nolan, but now he knew why.

If any other person had access to his runic card, they would essentially be able to access his room, and indirectly, his belongings—including his life.

It was something he really ought to protect with his life.

Swiping the card on the door, Nolan expected the AI voice to ring out before allowing him entry, but he was shocked when nothing happened.

"Access denied due to changed coding."

"Please knock to allow entrance!"

'What?' Nolan mused silently as he saw the information and swiped again, only to receive the same message.

'Hmmm, don't tell me...'

[There's someone inside already! KNOCK, BONEHEAD!] The system said to him.

It had grown tired of Nolan's barbarian attitude.

'They never mentioned we would be sharing rooms with others, did they?' Nolan defended feeling slight irritation.

He would love to have had the entire room to himself.

He just didn't find it pleasing to share a room with another person, but there wasn't much choice.

So, therefore, he raised his hand, preparing to knock, but stopped at the last second.

It was the sound of the glass door opening, followed by an intensely cold wave of aura pouring out through the entrance.

Instinctively, Nolan's hands folded over themselves as his body shivered.

It was cold—intensely cold!

But Nolan ignored the chill as he heard the soft sound of footsteps.

Turning his head towards the glass door, he saw a figure poking their head through the entrance, and Nolan unconsciously took two steps back.

"My roommate is a... girl!?"

Shit!

[Lucky you!]

The system quipped gleefully in his mind.

Nolan cursed under his breath, but the system only chimed louder.

However, he had no time to retort as his shock deepened when he saw the girl's face—six glowing blue eyes staring blankly at him.

'And it just had to be a Hexglaive too..'

With those six eyes fixated on him, Nolan didn't know what to say. He mustered the courage and tried to break the awkward silence.

"Hi...?" He began hesitantly. "I'm guessing this is room 999, which, according to my runic card here, is my new room?"

He spoke politely, though a bit awkwardly, while showing his runic card.

But all he received in return was a scan—from his face down to his legs.

Then, without a word, the Hexglaive girl retreated back into the room, leaving the glass door open behind her.

"This won't end well," Nolan thought as he slipped his card back into his pocket and cautiously stepped inside.

The moment he entered, his jaw nearly dropped.

The room was filled with an intensely cold, white mist, and the temperature was unbearably freezing.

"Why the hell is it so cold in here!?" Nolan thought angrily, his teeth chattering.

Unable to bear it any longer, he summoned his dagger, igniting small flames around it to create a bubble of warmth.

As he walked further in, he noticed he was in the living room—and it was huge!

It was at least twice the size of Nolan's previous living space.

In the center was a large, circular sofa, pure white in color, and a glass table that was also a sparkling white.

But what truly caught Nolan's attention was the TV—massive, easily twice the size of any he had ever seen on Earth.

"Well, that's not too surprising," Nolan mused to himself.

The Celestial Heirs weren't barbarians; they were no doubt more advanced in technology than humans on Earth in every way.

The room itself had a few sleek designs, and one thing Nolan noticed immediately was how spotlessly clean everything was—there wasn't even a speck of dust.

"Just like Norgomdoev said. Hexglaives really hate dirt around them!"

And unconsciously Nolan turned to look at the floor where he had walked from and he noticed his own dirty footprint.

"I have to clean that up..." He thought to himself as he threw his bag on the sofa.

Before That, Nolan himself was covered in dirt from all the travels.

He had to get rid of that first.

Looking around the place there was still a couple of door and Nolan's hope brightened.

"Maybe we only get to share the same Living room, not the same bedroom..."