Chapter 2: Ugly Enrollment

"Where is this school located again?" Gar asked while standing up. "On the outskirts of the Royal Capitol. Now hurry up, the school year is about to start and you're going to be late on your first day." She said while closing the door behind her. "I don't even really know what's going on. The last thing I remember was.. Those thugs! They took away my future, and then my life. Well... That one at least. I guess I'm Gar now, I don't even know what that's short for...." He thinks to himself as he finishes getting dressed.

He fixes his collar as he walks down the wooden steps, almost bumping into a man walking the other way. "Hey Son! I'm glad I got to see you before you left." He pulls Gar into a tight hug. "I know you're going to do great things at the Paladin Academy. That's where I learned all the amazing sword techniques that I showed you before. Just show them who you are, and the motivation you showed me during practice. And you'll be fantastic. You always find a way to make me proud. Now it's time to show the world. I love you, Son." He hugs Gar one more time. *Tears start rolling down his face.* "Thank you...D-Dad" Gar says with a shaking voice. "It's okay, son. It'll only be a couple months until visiting day. You'll be okay on your own. You're almost thirteen now, and this is a step to becoming an adult." He ruffles his hair in affirmation and comfort. "Thank you Dad.... For everything so far." Gar responds while wiping his face. "Thank me by working hard, now get out of here. Your Mother is going to be p*ssed at how late you are." "Right!" Gar grabs his bag as he hustles out the front door. 

*The sun beams across the nearby ocean as the cool, morning air hits the small port village. A crowd is gathered all along the cobblestone streets as wagons filled with students move towards their respective Academies. Everything is mostly calm but screaming breaks the silence.* "Wait! I'm not in the cart yet!" Gar yells as he struggles to keep pace with the moving vehicle. "I got you!" A young boy with alburn hair offers a hand out in help. "Oh my gosh, thank you!" Gar reaches out *As he's about to grab on. The boy pulls his hand away at the last minute. Making Gar fall onto the ground as the wagon rides away.* "Just perfect." Gar says while standing back up and dusting himself off. "On your left!" A muscular man with a red horizontal scar across his face. Picks Gar up by his shirt as he's riding by on horseback. "What the hell?!?" Gar yells in surprise. "Now, is that anyway to talk to one of your future professors?" The man asked smugly.

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