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Rhaena let the last words about the point system fade, giving the students a mont to absorb it. The hall was still buzzing quietly—so whispering about the bracelet, so still lanting the ten courses, so already debating departnt choices.
She gave them a mont longer, then clapped once, her bright tone returning instantly.
"Now," she said, "I believe we’ve covered all the basics you need to get started at the academy."
A few students perked up.
Rhaena raised an eyebrow. "And when I say basics, I truly an basics. There are lots of things you’ll learn along the way—facilities, activities, organizations, traditions, events... and certain surprises that even I’m not allowed to spoil."
A wave of disappointed groans rolled through the hall.
She held up a hand, laughing softly. "Oh, don’t look at like that. Half the fun of being in this academy is experiencing everything firsthand. And besides, befriending your seniors is always an option. Their experience will co in handy—very handy—if you want to avoid mistakes."
Seris nudged Caelum. "We should find seniors. Preferably friendly ones."
Caelum replied without looking at her, "Preferably calm ones."
"Now then," Rhaena continued, "before you all drift into fantasies about your future greatness, let’s move on."
She clasped her hands together with an energetic snap.
" Now cos the physical part!"
Students straightened, excitent sparking through the rows. So practically lifted out of their seats. A tour. A proper tour of the academy—this was what many had been waiting for.
Rhaena watched the anticipation build... then shook her head with a sympathetic smile.
"Oh don’t get excited," she said, waving her hand. "I said physical, but we won’t actually be moving."
Several students deflated instantly.
Seris let out a loud, tragic sound. "Betrayal."
Rhaena chuckled. "Save your energy. Trust , you’ll need it later."
She stepped aside and gestured upward. "Now. We’ve ntioned this before—we have five thousand students in each year, and four years in the academy. That’s twenty thousand students, not counting staff."
The hall quieted.
She continued, "I’m sure more than a few of you have wondered how exactly such a large number can be educated properly when the academy has only one Main Spire."
As if on cue, a soft vibration humd through the hall. Above them, a gigantic hologram of the Main Spire ford—sleek, silver-white, the tower glowing faintly under the strong spatial runes that wrapped around it.
The students collectively stared upward.
"Beautiful, isn’t it?" Rhaena said warmly. "But as impressive as it looks... it’s certainly not big enough to hold twenty thousand students at once."
She tapped the air lightly.
"And that’s where our family’s specialty cos in."
The hologram shimred.
Lines of runes flared into existence around the spire. Then—like petals unfurling—dozens, then hundreds of pocket dinsions unfolded around it, each appearing as a shimring sphere or layered arc of space.
So looked like vast floating archways. Others resembled compressed landscapes. So were simply glowing cubes of spatial pathways.
Gasps echoed across the hall.
Orion leaned slightly forward. The intricacy of the spatial lattice caught his attention imdiately.
Rhaena smiled proudly. "As the leading representatives of spatial magic, the Chronos family has been studying the concept of space for thousands of years. And along the way"—she gestured broadly—"you learn a few tricks."
Caelum whispered, "...’few.’"
Seris smacked his arm. "Let the woman talk."
"The Main Spire," Rhaena continued, "is only a hub. A central anchor. All these dinsions, these spaces, these corridors—are connected to it. Linked. Layered. Stabilised."
The hologram zood outward, revealing even more layers—hidden chambers, training worlds, simulation fields, research dinsions, ditation platforms, lecture spaces compressed into ti-dilated pockets.
"And last ti I checked," Rhaena added lightly, "the Main Spire accounts for only five percent of the entire academic building."
The murmurs beca louder.
Selene raised a hand. "Five percent?"
"Correct!" Rhaena said proudly. "Five. The rest exists across dinsional anchors and spatial layers accessible only through specific conduits."
She winked. "Which you will learn to use. Eventually."
The hologram flowed again, each dinsion slowly fading until only the Main Spire remained.
"Now," Rhaena continued, "as small as the physical structure of the spire is compared to the entire complex... it is still incredibly important."
She pointed at the projection. "Many key facilities remain here. Administrative floors. Transport terminals. Council rooms. Archives. eting halls. Testing platforms. The orientation hall—where you all are sitting now. And more."
She paused, hands on her hips.
"And as the Head Instructor for your year, it’s my responsibility to show these facilities to you."
A few hopeful faces brightened again.
Rhaena smiled.
Then she burst their hopes with rciless cheerfulness.
"But I cannot possibly lead five thousand students around the spire. That would be... extrely inconvenient. For everyone. Especially ."
The hall slumped collectively.
"So!" she said brightly. "Soone else will help us with that."
She lifted her hand.
A small flash of spatial light appeared above the platform—then expanded into a dium-sized hologram of a miniature Rhaena.
Mini Rhaena wore the sa uniform, had the sa brown hair, the sa silver eyes, and even the sa bright grin. She waved enthusiastically at the entire hall, her tiny hand moving with exaggerated cheer.
"Everyone," Rhaena announced with absolute pride, "et Rhaena Junior!"
The hall reacted imdiately.
So laughed.
So blinked in disbelief.
So stared in stunned silence.
Seris squealed. "She’s adorable!"
Orion simply watched, mildly amused.
Mini Rhaena continued waving, doing a little spin in the air.
"Isn’t she cute?" Rhaena asked, clasping her hands dramatically.
Jessica covered half her face with her palm.
Mini Rhaena snapped her fingers.
The hologram of the Main Spire expanded outward, forming a translucent three-dinsional model large enough for every student to see clearly. Tiny windows glowed. Pathways lit up. Spatial runes pulsed. Floors rotated to show their arrangent.
Mini Rhaena walked—floated?—into the holographic spire seamlessly.
As soon as she entered, the interior of the spire lit up with detailed visuals—hallways, portals, staircases, teleportation circles, rooms labeled with neat glowing text.
The entire hall leaned forward collectively, watching the miniature guide begin her silent but animated tour through the interior.
Rhaena spread her arms proudly.
"Rhaena Junior will walk us through every important part of the Main Spire," she explained.
Mini Rhaena waved again, then pointed at a glowing corridor, labels popping up in its wake.
"Well then," Rhaena said, stepping aside to let the hologram take center stage, "sit back and enjoy. The spire is large, and you need to know it well."
The hall fell silent as the tour began.
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