Author’s Heartfelt Apology: You’ve caught me guys. Wanted to abandon this book buh the continuous gift of power stones and subs kept me. Thank you! I’ll resume updating 3-4 Chapters a week.

"So since we are all seated, and will be sharing this floor for quite some time, until each room advances, let’s get to know each other’s name and where we came from..." halting the slightly brown haired youth, a youth with a lit bit if gray hair and pompous look objected his words.

"Sharing name is ok, but I don’t think sharing background is. I surely don’t want to live my life in Avalon knowing my roommate’s background is higher than my."

" Respectful gestures in order to please the other. Instead of talents speaking for itself... My name is Mane." the youth added after a slight pause while meeting Damian’s eyes."

" Hmmm, true." not shying away, or angered at being opposed, not only Damian, but everyone else apart from Andrew and his roommate, the jet black haired youth with a katana, nodded in agreement.

"I’m Damian," Damian said.

"Elon"

"Max"

"Tony"

"Rio"

"Andrew"

Then attracting their stares...

" Zade" the jet black haired youth answered upon opening his eyes.

Whilst Andrew being curious, tried to observe him closely.

Only for the youth to shut close his eyes, bend his head slightly.

"That solves it then...." Max, the sharp looking guy with sharp facial features and poking styled haired said, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Adding...

"...Are we going to just sit here or explore the academy together. Besides, we haven’t been told when our class starts yet. I’m off, Tony you in?"

" Uhh?" Furrowing his brows a bit, Tony, who was Max’s roommate, stood up, before nodding.

Mane and Elon glanced at each other before standing up too.

While Avalon was described to be viciously competitive, one also needed allies to keep on surviving. Probably the reason why the roommate system was created. Each roommate needed to be cooperative to advance.

The others had probably realized this too.

Damian and Rio, the burly youth earlier glanced at each other before standing up.

Leaving Andrew and his swordsman roommate.

"Hope they ain’t trying to nurture a group of gay with this system." observing his floor mates, ready to exit in two’s he thought before glancing at his.

" Hehehe, I need to see if I can meet my sister" trashing the comradie atmosphere, Andrew stood with a reminiscing smile.

"Bas..." the burly youth, Rio had almost cursed out but held back, while staring at Andrew with an aggrieved expression.

Whilst, others had their face scrunched into a frown. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

But Damian seemingly taking upon the role of maintaining peace...

"Good luck then, let’s go" he said, turning as he walked towards the open shaft.

"Thanks" replying as he followed behind, Andrew gave his silent teammate a glance.

...

Whilst, in a serene part of Avalon, having taken the middle path to the Singh House. Ava, unlike Andrew, had been directed towards one of the nearest buildings, number 301th to 400th.

Her arrival had been without doubt a shocking and expected one. To the students of House Singh, rumors about her long since spread starting from Ashford, a few days back.

Sharp blue long hair, striking beauty of awe with a cold temperament.

While there had been sneaky whistles and perverted, jealous, competitive gaze directed at her, Ava paid no heed following the aloof female who was her guide.

While most of the admitted students had been taken farther away, she was the only one acknowledged to stay in the nearest buildings so therefore her personal guide who was nothing but reluctant to guide her due to pride.

"Here, check your token number and move to your assigned floor. Hmpphhh" giving a cold harrumph at the end the girl walked away with elaboration. Leaving Ava to glance around with puzzlement then her token which stated 340.

...

7 minutes later.

Glancing at the door number as she knocked on it...

"How may I help you..." Suddenly a chubby girl in revealing gown that exposed the upper echelons of her bountiful peaks, deep green short hair, and a beautiful disgruntled face with two large glasses, popped her head through the door, only to pause with a slight frown forming on her face before changing to surprise, realizing the outstretched token in Ava’s hand.

"I was assigned here" a bit stiffed with words, feeling rather awkward at her unexpected encounter with a chubby girl in Avalon, Ava managed to say as she thought of what Andrew would say in this situation.

Whilst...

"Oh..." the girl muttered after a brief pause and shifted, widening the door to reveal a luxurious large wide spaced pink bedroom with two large sized bed, and a dark lit crystal chandelier of violet color casting a warm dullness to the brightness of the room. The tiles seemingly made of pure marble and smooth as fuck.

Each opposite side had a large mirror and a huge wardrobe beside the bed.

"Don’t be surprised, those in the hundred have a lot more than this. I’m Cassandra. That is your place and that is mine. I can see you don’t like talking, and so do I." Then adjusting her glasses she, glanced at the other bed remorsefully.

" She lost her life during the Campaign." saying that, the chubby girl with bountiful peaks, Cassandra, adjusted her glasses once more before head to the bed which was covered his green duvet and picked up a book, appearing to focus on it.

Ava meanwhile nodded a bit before turning to observe the bed with a solemn look.

But as if reading her thoughts, Cassandra’s voice came from where she laid, quelling Ava’s thoughts.

"It’s been changed, same with the wardrobe. You can acquire cosmetics with Points yourself."

And that was all.

Ava nodded before walking towards the wardrobe to check it out.

...

"What a bunch of beauties?" muttering under his breath, Andrew’s glistened as he stepped into the grand, huge cafeteria hall that was about 50 meters in height.