Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss

After the important part of the orientation for both awakened and unawakened students, the dean gave a signal.

"Alright, all awakened students, please head out now. Your classes start right after this," the dean said, his voice echoing through the gym.

The awakened students stood up and left the gym. Once the awakened students were gone, the dean turned to the remaining students—those who were unawakened.

"Now, we will continue the orientation for unawakened students," the dean announced, his voice calm. "Please stay focused as we go over some important information."

Elshienne noticed that the atmosphere in the gym shifted. The energy was different without the awakened students. Some of the unawakened students were still whispering, clearly nervous about what would come next.

The dean went on to explain the rules of the school, the importance of cooperation between awakened and unawakened, and how they would be integrated into the same classes. There would be separate lessons at first, but eventually, everyone would share the same subjects and activities.

As he spoke, Elshienne kept glancing around. She didn't know anyone else here except Nayoung, and even she was focused on the speech.

"Any questions?" the dean asked after a moment, his gaze sweeping over the students.

But no one raised their hand. The dean cleared his throat as the orientation was coming to an end.

"Alright, students," he said, "now that the orientation is complete, we will begin with the class assignments. Please pay attention."

He motioned to the teachers who were lined up at the side of the gym. Each teacher had a name tag, and they all stood patiently, waiting for the students to be divided.

"The next part of the day will be for you to meet your homeroom teacher. I'll call out the names, and when I do, please stand and line up behind your teacher. They will guide you to your class," the dean explained.

Elshienne looked around as the teachers stood up. Some of them seemed serious, while others looked a bit friendlier. She was curious about which teacher she would get.

The dean started calling out surnames one by one.

"First, Nathan and Elshienne Hamilton," he called. Elshienne felt a little nervous but stood up. She saw a teacher with short hair and glasses waiting for her and Nathan. She walked over and joined the small line of students who had the same surname.

"Please follow Ms. Baek," the dean instructed, and the teacher, Ms. Baek gave them a warm smile.

"Next, Choi Hyeon-su," the dean called.

A few students stood up and moved to a different teacher. The process continued, with students getting in line behind their assigned teachers.

Elshienne followed Ms. Baek out of the gym, She glanced at the other students who were also walking to their classes, each one with their own teacher.

The hallways were busy, and Elshienne noticed that some of the other students seemed to be chatting, while others were quiet like her. As they walked toward the classrooms, she could hear the murmur of voices and footsteps echoing in the hallway.

Soon, all the students had been called and grouped. One by one, the teachers led their new students out of the gymnasium.

Elshienne followed her class, walking behind Ms. Baek with Nathan beside her. Nayoung was also with them, talking excitedly as always.

As they walked through the hallway, the students were calm and curious, looking around the big school building. But when they stepped outside, their pace slowed down. The group had to pass through a wide open area that looked like a sports field.

But it wasn't just a normal field.

Gasps filled the air. Some students even stopped walking for a moment. The field was full of awakened students in training. It was the first time many of the unawakened saw them up close.

"Whoa…" someone whispered.

Elshienne's eyes widened. There were students punching the air with force, some controlling small waves of energy, others training with their skills, even though no weapons were allowed. Their powers looked strong and real—nothing like what they saw on the news or during panic-filled moments like dungeon outbreaks.

One student made fire dance in his palm.

Another seemed to run faster than anyone Elshienne had ever seen.

Nayoung pointed excitedly. "Look, look! That boy in black—he's my brother! Isn't he cool?!"

Elshienne looked, but she couldn't tell who Nayoung meant, so she just smiled and nodded. "Yeah, he looks strong."

As they continued walking past the field, something unusual caught the students' attention.

A few steps away, near the edge of the training ground, a guy was running around in panic. He looked like he was trying to catch a small bird flying above him. He kept jumping and calling out, but the bird didn't listen at all. In fact, it seemed to fly further away every time he got close.

Then—thud!

He tripped over his own feet and landed on the grass.

Some of the unawakened students in Elshienne's group giggled quietly. One boy whispered, "What is he even doing?"

Another laughed, "Is he trying to catch a bird with his bare hands?"

"That's so embarrassing…"

Before they could laugh more, Ms. Baek, their teacher, turned and smiled gently. "That student is a Tamer. That bird is probably one of the creatures he tamed… but he hasn't learned to control it well yet."

The group went silent for a moment, then a girl said, "Tamer? Isn't that the weakest class?"

Someone else near her added, "Really? Geez… how unlucky he is."

Before anyone else could say more, Nathan spoke up. His voice was calm but confident. "That's only true when the Tamer has weak mana. But if a Tamer has a large amount of mana, they can tame and control a lot of creatures. Imagine hundreds of birds, wolves, or even dragons under one person. That's not weak—that's amazing."

Everyone turned to look at him.

Even Ms. Baek blinked in surprise, clearly impressed. She clapped lightly and smiled. "That's very true, Nathan. Well said."

She looked at the class and added, "People often misunderstand classes. What matters most is how the person grows with their class. Every class has potential."