"Become the Synopsis, my Synopsis. I am just a lowly author of a story I never knew existed on another plane. You, as another, who knows this story through mine— I beseech you, become my Synopsis~"

Zia wakes up from her bed spellbound. She just dreamt of a beautiful dream.

After some stretching, she went for a cold shower as she was a bit sweaty because of the heat of summer. Even though it’s morning, the heat is still there.

Zia isn’t sure of what she saw in Alfir’s Mental World.

What she can ascertain is that Alfir has information about the world’s future. She’s not 100% believing him, but it won’t harm her if she does remember it carefully. What can she do? She can’t dismiss the fact that Alfir has just shown her that he has records of her whole life and many other students in his Mental World.

Somehow, Zia’s intuition can tell something is wrong. It felt as if Alfir wasn’t telling the full truth for he referred to these ‘records’ as prophecies. It feels more than simple predictions.

The Tome, their organization’s name was derived from these prophecies. With destroying Entity X as their final goal, Alfir hopes to free himself. From what? Zia can’t tell.

In their pillow talks, Zia learned that Alfir has fragmented memories, and perhaps even a split personality which explains the monster or Alfir’s other version. Alfir openly admitted to this.

Zia is not sure, of what her relationship with Alfir is exactly. Especially after that casual sex, Zia thought that she might be in trouble.

After wearing her Academy uniform, Zia hears someone knocking on the door.

Knock, knock!!

Zia opens her door, only to be greeted by Rodney’s stoic face. Honestly, she’s disappointed it wasn’t Alfir. “What do you want?”

Rodney immediately dives into the heart of the matter. “Date me.”

“No,” Zia closed the door, but Rodney placed his foot inside stopping her. “Leave me alone, Rodney.” She angrily spat.

“No, you won’t. Your situation in the academy is in danger. Before the enrollment, you offended many. Especially the professors who have connections with these students you offended. I am telling you, I am one of them and with my words alone, I can make you suffer in a living hell.”

At Rodney’s open threat, Zia just provokingly smiled. “Try me.”

Zia opened the door and just went out on her own merry way to attend class.

Rodney is fuming with anger.

Lunch came, and Rodney eagerly tailed Zia. He made sure to make it obvious as such putting mental pressure on her. When they reached the canteen, Rodney will then savoringly humiliate her.

Rodney heard from Philip that he can now do anything he wants with Zia. Philip has already bagged half of Zia’s followers, as such, Rodney can now break lose especially now that Zia’s repute is at the bottom low.

Sadly, Zia isn’t as defenseless as he thought. Surrounded by about 20ish students, Zia is like a queen being served by her trusted people.

“What’s happening?” Rodney observed the people surrounding Zia, and he realized one commonality among them— they are all at the bottom-rung of society.

Rodney can’t help but ridicule Zia. “Hahahaha, what happened? Zia, you are meshing well with these people? Hahahaha… Hey you, you are Raela, right? I remember you whoring to a pal of mine… That’s Angelica, isn’t she? I heard you are quite a slut… Oh, and Nella… You lost your virginity to me, right? Hahaha… Zia, this really is your people huh? Prostitutes like you and your mom…”

Teens can be so cruel in a feudal world.

Zia watched Rodney emotionless. She is feeling pity for him.

Raela came to Rodney, and with an unyielding voice, “I challenge you into a duel. I will make you grovel like a dog in front of our goddess.”

“What!? You fucking bitch!!” In anger, Rodney’s eyes threateningly glow red. “Fine, let’s do it now.”

“5 minutes before any academy personnel finds us. Let’s make it unofficial…” Raela added confidently.

“Hah!! You have a big head. Don’t cry on me if I accidentally burn your face.” Rodney scoffed at her.

The center of the canteen was emptied with Zia officiating the match.

“A duel between Rodney, and Raela… Let’s just do this, fight!”

At Zia’s words, Rodney exploded with hot burning lasers.

With Raela’s single wave of her hand, clouds were summoned from her fingertips… They are literal clouds just like the one in the sky.

Consisting of water drops or ice crystals floating in the sky, Raela’s pseudo shield was proven effective.

‘Why is it so strong?’ Rodney started to doubt himself. He keeps on firing his laser eyes at Raela. Finally, he got tired, then he started rubbing his eyes… He can’t believe it. In their class, the only ones who can block his laser beams are Cain and Pierre. The others pretty much chose to evade it.

The rumbling of lightning resounded from Raela’s clouds and BAM!

A bolt of lightning came rushing at Rodney, its thunder deafening the crowd.

Zia smiled at this. The organization, Tome, is finally coming into shape. The 22 readers at her disposal followed her every command. She can see the trace of worship to her people at Raela’s show of might.

Raela returns to Zia’s side and whispered in a reverent voice. “Goddess, I have dealt with the troublemaker.”

This is only possible because it was only Zia who showed her face to them in the ceremony last night. Alfir peeled his skin off, and Pedro was wearing a mask. As such, making Zia the de facto voice of the Tome.

Zia with a soft voice called to Raela. “You did well, however, don’t address me as a goddess when in public like this. Now, return to your meals.”

Zia’s day continued peacefully but it will be more hectic tomorrow.