The Irregular Highschool rises from the mountainside like something torn from an ancient fairytale, its towering halls half-hidden beneath a veil of mist.
To your right, a massive waterfall crashes down the jagged rocks, feeding the steaming geothermal springs that surround the campus. The air carries the faint scent of sulfur, fresh water, and old stone.
You glance back at the thousand stone steps you just climbed before turning toward the enormous iron gates.
Your student ID feels unusually heavy in your hand, as though it has already begun to judge you.
As you approach the entrance, the enormous iron gates stand silently before you, unmoving, yet alive with shimmering sigils, runes, and glyphs that crawl across the metal like starlight. They are slightly ajar—yawning open—but an unseen force makes them impassable, as if the threshold itself is waiting for permission.
Your student ID feels unusually heavy in your hand, as though it has already begun to judge you.
As you approach the entrance, the enchanted card suddenly shimmers. The writing across its surface dissolves, replaced by a single glowing message:
FOR ENTRY SPEAK YOUR NAME, RACE, AGE, YEAR, RANK, GENDER
The gates stand silently before you, unmoving, as if waiting to decide whether you are worthy.
The card waits for your answer.
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