Mythos Academy was scheduled to reopen in September, marking the beginning of what would be my final year at the prestigious institution. The thought carried a mixture of anticipation and melancholy—this represented the end of one chapter of my life and the beginning of something entirely new.
"I'll be going now," I said with a warm smile as I looked at my parents and Aria in the transport hub. The Slatemark Empire's central warp gate facility was bustling with activity as students from across the continent prepared to return to their respective academies. "Take care of yourselves while I'm gone."
"You too, dear," Mother replied, pulling me into a brief but fierce embrace. "Your final year—make it count."
Father nodded approvingly, his expression carrying the quiet pride that had characterized his reactions to my achievements over the past few years. "We'll be here when you need us."
