I can no longer doubt fantasy

"Who is there?" The principal asked without moving his gaze away from what he was doing.

"It is Gregor Stiff." Replied a slender girl who was at a corner of the room viewing the whole building as recorded by the surveillance cameras around the premises. Immediately the principal herd his name, his nonchalant fascial expression faded away and was immediately replaced by a more welcoming face.

"Hello Gregor." He greeted.

"Hi Luke." He replied casually. The principal was clearly older than he was and ranked higher than him but to him, he showed a high level of regard.

"It's been a while since you came into this humble abode of mine, I hope your being here spells out no trouble for anyone." The principal inquired.

"I came to obtain your permission to host free lectures open to every student before the field expedition commences." Gregor went straight to the point.

"Though your lectures are formidable you chose to stay in a place where all students can reach you without selecting and grooming students on your own. Now what is the reason why you want to host this lectures. The principal asked after few moments of thoughts

"Because I have not been able to reach enough people." Was his simple reply.

The principal knew that even though he had spoken few words to him, he was determined to have this lectures and had no intention to be his obstruction.

"Tilas tell Serah to come here at once." The principal ordered and a man stood up at once.

"What role will she play in this?" Gregor asked.

"She has the widest class room and you.."

"Nevermind I will use the duelling platform.." Gregor cut him short.

"Oh." was the only word that exited the principal's lips in response.

"Nevermind." Tilas who had passed the information chipped in after Gregor told the principal his intended venue.

"Have you ever heard of any man who lacks a souls?" Gregor asked the principal absent mindedly.

"Yes the undead." The principal replied.

"The undead?" You mean humans infected by the beast invaders disease?"

"Yes."

"Are these the only ones you know?"

"I also know of the vampire undead class but this only exists in the world if fantasy but right now I can no longer doubt fantasy.

*****

"How strong have I become now?" Jerry asked Raf.

"I don't know. You can check it out yourself." He replied obviously tired of the 'weak pest' who was always filling his head up with questions even when he needed to think.

Unlike the insatiable Levi, anytime Rafael gathers soul energy for Jerry's absorption, he always complains few moments later that he feels as though he had become turgid and would burst open the next moment thus making him to stop. But he was always satisfied by his very little progress and this frustrated Rafael who does what is considered the hardest part.

Levi on the other hand enjoys it so much. He spent the whole night a day ago nourishing his soul and depriving Rafael of his sleep. He had learnt to gather a reasonable amount of energy but enjoys it most when it was gathered by Rafael. This he calls a hardly exhaustible fountain of pleasure.

Just as he named it, he still believes it is for pleasure and nothing else. To him that was not the real definition of strength. Strength in his own terms, he believes he would disclose to the world sooner than later.

Rafael believed that at his level Levi could be on par with the highest ranker in the third hundred and had encouraged him to defeat the bully but his cowardly nature prevents him from such this also added to Rafael's frustration.

Night by night he sleeps off in hope of seeing the beautiful girl actualizing her plans of getting him released but no sign of her nor her help was forth coming.

He only prayed that she was putting her plans in place and would actualize it the night to come. When she does, he would teach these boys why he ranked twenty two in the first year.

"I know you are angry at my laziness but I will try to improve." Jerry told Raf.

"Yes I am and please do else even Gregor can't help you." Rafael replied firmly

"If you know you will be present in our class which will be held on next week's Wednesday indicate by putting your hand up." Their homeroom teacher spoke in a loud voice causing the noisy class yo go silent.

A good number of students raised their hands up including the unserious ones who only saw it as a medium to meet up with some friends who would be beyond their reach in their hostels.

"I will put your names down the teacher said gleefully as he was satisfied by the turn out. He turned his back to bring a paper down, then the general alarm rang out.

"Master sub three Gregor had proposed to hold lectures open to all students at the dueling platform.

The time for the lectures are as follows.

Tuesday by nine a.m for the first year students.

Wednesday by nine a.m for the second year students.

Thursday nine a.m for the third year students.

I repeat..." He stated and went through his announcement once more and ended it by stating his rank and name as was practiced normally in the school.

"Interm sub five Tilas reporting from the principal's office."

"Indicate once more if you're in for the class." Their teacher said after getting out his pen and book but shockingly not even a soul stirred."

"I thought most of you agreed to the class." he wondered aloud.

"Yes but it clashes with Gregor's class." They replied.

It was then that the magnanimity of the announcement dawned on him and he left the class with feelings of anger and jealousy directed towards Gregor who ranked lower than he did.

Every body looked forward to wednesday in anticipation but Rafael dreaded to think of that day. It was the day of his execution.