Now, we have something about Lekan He realy does not like being around people, at least, for so long
He found it strange that she would call for him.Though Donald was excited over this, The latter even tried to get to talk to him but the look he shot at him was enough to cut them off. Lekan sighed to himself now, He was not cut out for all of this. He had one thing on his mind, for now. That was to find the purpose for all of this . The reason why he was here. And the reason why his father did leave the Bureau in the first place. All of these tutuor and tutoring things did not concern him. Though he felt that he would learn a thing or two about his systems from all of this. Nonetheless he followed after her in silence now. All the while she continued to tap on her table, doing something which took her attention as she led them out of the cabin like a classroom. They headed back into the block of classrooms where he was with Helen initially then. It was then he noticed that the others were in their classroom and in each class, there was a tutor taking the class The hallway was d
“There is not nothing to be afraid of, Lekan. I want you to be here. And I welcome you!” The voice, a familiar voice, sounded to him. Lekan blinked now. As he looked on ahead, he saw a man. The same man who took them on the orientation grounds. When they had just come to the academic building. He was playing with his beards and had a carefree expression on. Lekan recognized him instantly. It was the infamous Monsieur Demas, the same oenw ho he saw in his father’s system log. The same one who orchestrated his coming to the Bureau. . “I want you to be here, because I heard some very troubling news about how you came into the bureau. And the things that attacked you. So, lets talk, shall we?” Demas pointed to the chair in front of his executive style glass table. “Where is she?” Lekan asked, looking around. “If you mean your tutor, then she would be outside. I don't have a meeting with her. It's you. And since i got to know that you are here, already. I asked to see you.” Demas
He was dumbfounded about it. But there was really nothing to say about it. It was what it was and Lekan could not bring himself to default it. Not when he knew what was at stake. When he first had the inkling to come to the bureau, he had the idea of coming to check if his system was indeed defective. On getting here, that seemed to be the least of his concerns. He had not bothered to even get on with it. What disturbed him was the rate at which blackmail was used in this palace. Was what that person saying the day of the orientation actually true? That the bUreau could not be trusted? Was that what his father had meant to inform him by forbidding him through the system log never to go there? Had he actually messed up? All of these questions continued to roam through his head for free.they stole his attention, drifting him away from the lecture that was about to begin in his special system class. He was tired of everything and above all, he wanted to leave. This was not what he plan
“Why is that?” Lekan asked. “Because those people have a grudge of many centuries ago. And once they have the chance to get out, they would not hesitate to take their revenge on the world of today. This is the risk we bear as system bearers. This is the one commandment we must never break, no matter what line of justice we find ourselves in.” Lekan sighed as he heard the words from the homeroom tutor now. Now he could understand the desperation of Amihan to break out of him. The reason why he so desperately wanted to be in control and why the system lady continued to advise him against swapping control with the demon. However he could not wrap his head around one thing. How was it possible in the first palace for the system bureau to even achieve a feat like this? If indeed these System Cores were once people who were alive. Or even demons like in his case, then how come it was possible that the system bureau had been able to tame them with systems? He was perplexed about this.
“Ha!” Lekan panted as his legs beat the ground. He had been in the bureau for some time now. It was safe to say that he knew his way around. At least, within the quarters that concerned him exactly. He beat it as his legs pumped powerfully beneath it. He did not sign for this. No matter how enticing it was for him to have the girls all rush to him. Well, most of them. Helen was absent for some reason. Probably because she was still sulking over the reaction Maria shot at him. But that was not all. In the midst of the feminine attention, he had gotten some pretty hard stares. Most of them coming from his own gender. Almost like he had stolen their ladies and so they had turned their anger to him. Something which he did not even understand. So how then would they think to be mad at him? He did not wait to ask questions. He did not like doing that. Rather, he continued to put some distance between himself and the academic buildings. The more he ran, the more some girl went on
The huff of breaths. The rapidity of boots slamming down on the tiled floors. The perspiration of the girls as they continued to throw their all in the race. It was exhausting but it was worth it. It was a taste of a different life from the one which they had gotten used to. It was a whiff of a new outlook on the possibilities that life could offer them. The same life which was denied them when they were in the outside world. But here, in the Research facility of the System bureau, there was hope for them. And most importantly, there was hope for her. Blessing doubled her speed, tackling against the lead runner now. It was Tabitha. And the sooner the latter had known who was coming at her, she equally burst into a faster sprint. It started to become a race between the two of them. A race which originated from just the regular evening joggings in the facility. “Ha!” Blessing panted now. She had lost some of her weight. Though she was pretty much the same, she looked bet
The house was pretty spacious, Lekan noted, The moment he got into the main quarters of the Bureau, it was like he was in a metropolis city. But in some exquisite type of way. The way things went on here was very much different and seemed very polish. Quite different and high class than the way he'd lived in the west dormitories or whatever that was called. “They made it even lo like my former house.” Lekan mused as he opened the door, noting the way they built it. “They really took their time on this.” He added to his observation. Then again, it dawned on him how very much the System Bureau had him under their observation for a while now. To think that they would have the guts to even come up with a house that was so close to his original one. Though normally. This would be nothing to him. After All, housing could be very similar if it was built under one construction plan. However, what made this to be very similar was the setup of the house. The places were the picture fra
This was not his first time here. At least,this wasn't his first time on the outside of the Arena building. They did all come here on the day of the orientation when they were directed to check their systems. The same center for practicing all sorts of simulations as he had been told was the same place where they had been informed to check their system for their academy. Lekan scoffed as he recalled how Helen encouraged him to get in after her and get tested. He was just not feeling the vibe back then but now, it felt some worth like a responsibility on him. Of which he could not be lax in the fulfillment of it. Not when the blackmail had been used against him. Not like he liked it but it was what it was. ‘Here he comes.” “Hey, hotshot!” “Chump!” “Big boy!” Series of voices broke into his deep thoughts now. Lekan looked up with wrinkles on his forehead as he tried to understand what was going on. The reason for their sudden shouts of exhilaration was one to bring his con