Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 313 313:Commencing The Battle

While everyone was cheering and busy looking at the huge number of cadets of different races gathering in the arena waiting to be transported, at the far corner of the arena among a group of instructors who were responsible for maintaining law and order.

"Hmmm!"

"What an extreme sense....It seems he was scanning around looking for the particular guys. The movement on his eyesight lingered on the few of the lucky guys for an instant.."

"This clearly isn't a coincidence."

"But how did he know? The power of a special eyesight...Or is one it the skills of the system..."

"It is really a pain in the ass to segregate real skills from those given by systems."

A man with red hair at the end of rows, sat folding his legs with a gruesome smile.

He tapped his armrest, falling into deep thoughts for a moment wondering about the boy.

Feeling restless and unable to curb his excitation, he decided to take a look.

His eyes turned blood red with a black iris that locked onto the particular boy.

As his gaze lingered for a moment on the boy, fierce coercion stopped him from prying into him but tearing the veil of power, his eyes glued onto his body as if extracting a series of information.

"Leon…Human…Draconic bloodline...Draconic eyes.....What is a human with those noble lizards' bloodline doing here..."

He paused for a moment.

What he spoke casually, was enough to make the dragon start a war but he wasn't at all bothered by the fact but his brows furrowed as he saw a familiar layer of divinity encompassing the boy.

"Wait...Vesturon...The divine power of Vesturon...That bastard stepped into the game..."

"Holy shit…He really came out of the turtle shell."

"Hahaha!"

The man burst into laughter...

"Last time trying to be neutral, he suffered a lot in the end so this time he also decided to put his pawns in chess but..."

The man's expression suddenly turned solemn out of nowhere.

DRIP!DRIP!DRIP!

Blood started to flow down from his eyes, startling him.

Raising his hand, he wiped the blood and grinned with a sinister expression.

"How come this puny boy became such a monster in such a short time? He is already beginning the mid-stage when the game is at the first stage and hasn't even ended properly in other places..."

"Hmm! This might create a big problem if one had too much advantage."

Closing his eyes, he leaned his head against the wall and folded his arms.

"It seems we can't wait anymore. I thought I would enjoy them getting their mind broken down by a series of misfortune alas...."

"We can only speed up the game.."

As if making a decision, he snapped his finger and muttered as if giving the orders.

"Begi..."

"Sir, what are you doing here? The tournament is going to begin..."

"I am coming..."The red man added and then waved his hand.

.......

In the bustling stadium, where excitement and anticipation filled the air like a palpable energy, a ragged and battered figure was out amidst the crowd.

Tall and graceful, with pointed ears peeking out from a curtain of silvery hair, Arin, the half-elf, found himself at the center of unwanted attention.

As the tournament announcement went on, students from various backgrounds congregated, their voices blending into a cacophony of cheers and chatter.

Yet, among them, a group of jeering students had singled out Arin, their taunts cutting through the lively atmosphere.

"Hey, look, it's the half-breed!" one of them sneered, eliciting laughter from his companions.

"What the hell? Look at his uniform. This bastard appeared through the human dominant?'

"These humans are really something else. They always try to collect the trash and leftovers of other races."

"Tsk...Tsk...They are really no different from garbage dumps."

Arin's jaw clenched, but he stood his ground, refusing to give them the satisfaction of seeing him falter.

He knew he didn't belong, not entirely human, nor fully elven, caught in a world that often seemed determined to remind him of his differences.

Elves had a strong grudge against the half-elves thinking of them as eyesores.

The bullies closed in, their words sharp like arrows aimed at his heart. "What's wrong, half-blood? Are you too afraid to speak?" another one mocked, nudging his friend with a cruel grin.

But Arin remained silent, his gaze steady as he bore the weight of their insults with quiet dignity. Deep down, the words stung, each tip leaving its mark, but he refused to let them see his pain.

The Elves wanting to target him were about to step up just then.

The whole arena quaked and started to tremble.

The floor started to glow with several runes.

But suddenly a burst of brilliant orange light erupted from the stadium floor, engulfing every student in its radiant.

Within moments, the luminous glow enveloped them, casting the arena into a blinding brilliance before plunging it into darkness.

When consciousness returned, Arin found himself amidst a dense and foreboding jungle, its tangled foliage towering ominously overhead.

Confusion and apprehension gripped the students as they struggled to make sense of their surroundings. The air was heavy with the sounds of unfamiliar creatures, and eerie calls echoing through the oppressive darkness.

Everyone who was in the arena was transported to a new place that seemed to be a huge ancient forest that gave them creeps.

Everyone was transported randomly so a few weak-willed ones almost passed out in fear while others started to scream.

They knew they would be taken to a place to fight monsters but this was much.

Arin who lay on the ground tried to wake up and shook his head to get rid of the dizziness but just then, a cold voice echoed in his mind.

The trembling of his body and faint fear reflecting on his face disappeared and a hideous grin appeared on his face.

His lips opened wide and his eye glowed with a crimson glint.

"I thought I had to act dumb for many years but it seems there is a change of plan."

Dark fumes started emerging from his body and his expression became sinister.

"Hehehe!Now let us eat some heavenly delicacies…"