5. The C.S Academy of the Angelos District

Claude continued deeper into the intracitlety built city cutting corners and going through alleyways until he ended up on the street that led to the Angelos Districts Combat/Strategy Academy. He could see students in front of him all heading into the cathedral-like building with various forms of weapons and armor, as they got closer the students began to seek out their friends to form their usual cliques.

Seeing this always made claude angry because he didn't have a clique….he didn't even have friends, but then again in order for him to have friends he'd have to let those royal scumbags halt his progress and ridicule him whenever they needed to reup on self confidence.

So, Claude came to the conclusion he always comes too. A simple, yet effective one that was often ignorant of his internal emotions and feelings.

"No friends it is."

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He entered the grand gothic era styled building with the rest of the students, the building was beautiful to Claude-- from the inside out. The walls were spotless and had art of famous Tangent battles on them and the ceiling was incredibly high with expensive chandeliers hanging from it a few feet apart which gave the black marble floor beneath his feet an ethereal gleam.

His walk was interrupted as he came to a stop to look at his favorite depiction of a Tangent battle, the name of the piece was “Pure Dominance”

A little intense, but he liked it.

The piece was of a famous Hero named The Dominator, she wore her trademark horned helm with a skin tight light armor bodysuit, all jetblack and her bladed whip called Aggressors Wrath that glowed with brilliantly violent power.

She was standing over a Demon Lord who looked like he was smashed into his throne by the way his blood was shown splattered all over it, and there were what looked like thousands of low level Demons behind her all with broken bones or blown off limbs causing the expanse of hell to look more....hellish.

Claude liked this picture because he felt less alone knowing that someone else was like him in the friends department, although for different reasons, The Dominator rode solo just like him, and the thought that someone could get that strong alone put Claude's nerves at ease. It reminded him that there was a way and that power was attainable to all.

Claude also liked this picture because it was a statement, this was the fight when she let the world know exactly who she was, she gained her name through her actions, as the name of the piece states the battle was a show of pure domination. The Rancor of Demons never stood a chance. He could easily imagine her entering the scene, and using her bladed whip to turn the Demons into red and inky black skinned mash all before abruplty smashing the Demon Lord back into the throne he so proudly sat upon. It was almost poetic in nature.

Claude admired the artwork for a while longer, finding that no matter what the work never got old and it neverfailed to spark the flames of his imagination-- similarly to how stories of Animals and Monster's do. Even now, as he watched the painting he was so enamored by it that the approaching sound of footsteps reached his ears too late and left him with no choice but to feel the cold touch of hard steel smashing into his back and causing his face to smash into the wall near the painting with a loud cracking sound.

His face bounced off the wall and he hit the ground in a daze while nearby student's continued their movement like worker ants.

Claude could hear above him a familiar cocky voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard voicing an incredibly fake apology to him.

"Damn. Im sorry, Claude. I didn't see you there when Samuel pushed me."

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Samuel and Tai are what you would call the top dogs of the Academy, they're the twin sons of the Leader of one of the strongest Guilds in the New Gloria, The Onslaught Guild. They have no problem boasting their inherited status with their flashy armor and weapons, and due to their blue eyes,  platinum blonde hair and athletic builds they look like young princes straight out of fairy tails, unfortunately their personalities aren't as regal as their looks.

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"Yea, its not like I wasnt standing here for the past ten minutes or anything like that, Tai." Claude pointed out sarcastically while he got up and wiped the trail of blood that flowed freely from his lip.

Before Claude even finish his response the royal duo was already heading to their classes with and outrageously large number of attractive women and burly students in their wake.

"I swear to god I hate ladiesmen."

Claude picked himself up off the ground and headed to his Tangent Studies and Preparations class, one of his favorites.