Kael was headed back to college. He missed two lectures, and was in time for the third. The scent of blood was gone from his hands, and Baihua was sitting in his storage space. Kael headed to class, where he could blatantly see Cindy hanging out with the rich guy driving that expensive car. He needed to get his ass to class, which he did. Kael sat down in the lecture, where people were bored stiff. Kael was literally fidgeting with the pen in his hand.

The lecturer had as much inspiration as a used teabag. Clearly, he was bored out of his mind and was doing it because he was getting paid. Cindy was the typical hot blonde girl who was dating the nerd like Kael. Of course in reality, Kael was just a money bank for Cindy to spend a lot of money on.

“Hey Kael.” Cindy spoke to him after class, though he did feel a slight ember of emotion but Kael was already used to the taste of betrayal and her voice was annoying. Like someone using their nails on a chalkboard kind of annoying.

"What is it now?" Kael asked Cindy who was holding his hand.

"When are you going to ask for the allowance? Didn't your dad own a factory and just got that loan of his? I'm sure you got at least some money." Kael brushed off Cindy's hand.

"We'll talk about it later. I have to go settle something." Kael said as he headed out first. Then watching Cindy rush off to her friends.

"Hey Cindy what's wrong?"

"It's Kael. What kind of boyfriend doesn't give me money? I thought he would be happy to see me. He's all cold as ice now!" Kael was literally, literally just 10 steps away from her. She must be doing one of those little ploys of her. The drama queen act Kael remembered her for. Putting on his earphones then maxing his volume. He did not want to hear anything from their mouths. Superficial people and superficial relationships, this was the mistake Kael had made in his first life.

Being overly friendly to everyone you meet. The world is full of snakes and even vicious people who would not care about the consequences. Kael then headed to the library. He missed out two lectures, so better revise on his own. Even stepping in the library was an annoyance. Someone spilled water over him.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Kael could hear the most unsincerest of voices belong to the guy named Donnie Chang. This guy was looking for a reaction, Kael would normally make a fuss. Not today. Kael headed to the cubicle with his books. Then getting started on his revision.

'Seems like being in the world of war, I seem to have gotten slow with my maths... Then again I could never do any of those calculating bullshit anyway. Ah I'll just... try my best.' Kael thought to himself as he just tried again. The function or equations were things that were always tough on him. He could do basic logistics but that's just about it, if you asked Kael to calculate stuff... Even with a calculator. Then it's not going to end well.

Might be the God of Mischief's doing since Kael was good in most things. Well it was a fair balance. Kael was good at sewing clothes but he can't sew his own clothes. He can cook for others but he can't taste his own food. Kael is good with cards but he can read a person's lie or tell if they are bluffing or have genuinely good cards. It ruins poker for him.

Kael tried his best at math, and judging by this. He was just hoping to pass math subjects. Not even aiming for an A+ just a pass. Sometimes a warrior must accept that being the bare minimum shall suffice. Kael paused, that was a dumb analogy. it was not even fitting for this case.

Fighting in a fight is much easier than doing math. Math just stresses and is capable of microwaving the frontal cortex of a human being when done enough. Especially for those, who can make a calculator. Specifically a scientific calculator say 1+1 = ERROR. Which is why Kael has to calculate most of it in basic form. He can't even use a scientific calculator without it going haywire. Kael tried another calculator, then watching it go from '1+1=2' to '1 +1 = X.' Which meant that Kael could not see the answer even for basic calculation. So he's going to have to do things manually. Even if it is going to cause him to be wrong.

Once he was done microwaving his braincells with mathematics. He proceeded to take a break, heading out of the campus grounds for a quick smoke break. By the corner of his eye, he saw Cindy who was going out with some foreign rich guy named Marc. Not that Kael gives a shit considering he already knew about it from his first life. His only concern was just to take it easy.

A cigarette smoke break was something he needed. Particularly due to how his body was set. The God of Destruction would neeed Kael to make payments in the past. The previous payments in his previous lives were to get drunk and be doing things that would damage his body. From body strengthening pills or potions that would increase his mana treshhold. So smoking a cigarette was something simple but it was akin to an offering to Lucius. Though at the same time, it was the lightest offering. Normally Kael would get a sign that he needed to up the offering but so far there has been nothing. It might mean that Lucius is fine with Kael smoking. Smoking is better than doing drugs and losing one's faculties.

Kael's faith was only for Lucius. The one God who said yes to a person who had nothing. Who was nothing. The other Gods pitted Kael in many trials yet Kael conquered them all. All 52 lives he managed to conquer them except for his original first life. Now, being able to redo this life was great. He managed to enjoy some peace and quiet instead of the conflict filled lives of the past.

The minor conflicts he had recently were just that. Minor conflicts. Kael has been through wars, revolutions and battles in different dimensions. He has slain demons. He had slain angels and even Gods. So whatever that decides to mess with him, is literally asking to be removed from life itself. The demons called Kael the Lord of Ruin once while the Angels kept thinking Kael was the reincarnation of the Angel known as Trumpeter.

The peace that he had in this place? The minor squabbles, the people enjoying their walks. The leaves that fell from their trees, the worms that danced beneath the soil and even the cars that pass by. 18 blue, 21 red. These were little things, things that Kael had taken for granted in all of his lives.

"Hey Kael!" A familiar voice, one that was warm. A refreshing voice to hear as everyone else had Kael thinking they were annoyances. He turned to see the white haired girl who ran to his side with a file in her hand. The beauty of the college, where everyone would be wanting to win her favour.

"Yes, Blake?" Blake was panting heavily, she must have ran for quite a bit.

"I forgot to give you this. Teacher Xu says you have to finish it by today. So try your best and I'm so sorry I was slow." Kael smiled back, Blake was at the very least. Either the most sincere person he has met or someone who can fool Kael into thinking she's sincere. Truthfully, Kael hoped she was sincere.

"Thanks Blake. It's fine. I'm sure you were busy too." Kael said as he killed his cigarette. Then fanning his shirt where the smoke left his clothes. As if they had never existed. Then again Kael was wrong to doubt Blake. BEfore he died, Blake was the one that brought Kael to the hospital, crying after hearing his story. Yet, Kael was able to die peacefully but vengeful as he could not avenge his family. Though Blake had to be careful with people. Blake ran off again.

She's the most attractive person in college, her father is a big famous industry leader in technology and she also is a famous singer. Sometimes when the college runs out of things to do, they will just ask Blake to sing for them as a means to keep things going. Then sell tickets to that performance. Though if one thinks about it. It is just the college taking advantage of Blake as a student and using her celebrity status to sell tickets to fund themselves.

Was that evil or smart? Kael could not tell since the college was always in good shape. At least there was no embezzlement there. Kael let out a sigh. He noticed a car passing by in front of him. Then seeing Blake who had a tape covering her mouth.

"Son of a bitch." Kael cursed as he kept a mental note on the car, then eyeing the car's plates and the people inside. He placed his hands to cover his eyes because they would glow. A brief glow of the violet eyes and he had memorized the bodies and faces of the ones that kidnapped Blake. Now to make his way, Kael headed to the alleyways. Where his outfit as the Master of Cards formed over his body, then leaping upwards to the rooftops.

Now what the hell was going on with this situation? A bunch of overly excited fans? Some guy wanting to kidnap Blake to use her as a bargaining chip? The possibilities were endless.