Lojikal
God of Games
Welcome to Death City, Nevada, home to thousands of civilians. Unlike most settlements, it is constructed to ascend from the edges of the city to the center, meaning that there are several stairways across the streets. Because of this, everyone either walks or uses hover boards to get places. Death City is a really popular location for tourists, as it has many great points of interests that a person might want to visit, the main one being the DWMA at the center.
The DWMA, standing for Death Weapon Meister Academy, is a school that people of all ages attend in order to become strong enough to defeat the supernatural enemies that threaten the world, especially witches. While there are police forces and armies that handle criminals, these criminals are too much for them to handle. students of the DWMA are known to be able to wield special powers via their soul wavelengths, which are stronger than most people's, allowing them to use these powers. For extra efficiency, these students pair up to create ultimate teams that can deal with many opponents swiftly. The pairs consist of a meister, a human with a strong soul wavelength, and a death weapon, a human-weapon hybrid that also has a strong soul wavelength.
Today was the start of a new semester, meaning that the DWMA would be getting several new students. As it was just past 8 AM, school started. Some of the new students met in Class 1-A, which looked like a college professor's class. There was the stage that the teacher stood on, with a white board behind it and a podium they could use, and in front of that weye several rows of seats. Cutting these rows down the middle was a stairway. At the top was the door to the school hallway, and at the bottom was the teacher's stage. Students walked down it until they found a seat that they wanted to sit in.
Once all of the students were in their seats, Mr. Smith began to speak to them. Mr. Smith wore a suit; a white collared shirt with a black tie attached, a black vest over that, black pants and black dress shoes. Some of the students wondered if all of the teachers were supposed to wear such formal Attire during school hours, or if the guy just wanted to impress them. He was rather old, with gray spiky hair, a gray beard and a gray goatee.
"Welcome to the DWMA, class. Before we begin our lesson, I will pass out a personality test that will determine your partners for the rest of your time here. I hope that you at least know the reason we must pair you based on your personalities, as pamphlets of info were sent to your home," Mr. Smith told the class. He then picked up a pile of papers that were on the podium and went row to row, passing out tests. The students took pencils out of their bags and began to take take. them. The contents of the test were problems you would likely see on an average Personality test. They asked what you would do in certain situations, as well as how you would feel in certain situations. If everyone answered honestly, they would get the perfect partner for them.
Sitting in the front row on the right side was Victoria Cloud, a girl who was very excited to be at the DWMA. She spent years training for this moment. As soon as she got her test she began, thinking about what her partner might be like as she filled in the answers as honestly as possible.
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