Because it was the first day, the classes that they had were not much, and soon after, classes ended and everyone returned to their rooms.
Riven sat on his bed close to the middle of the night, his eyes gazing out the window. It looked like a soft gaze, but his eyes were filled with uncertainty and worry.
His worry sprouted from the fact that the system would be giving him a trial once the next day came.
He pulled up the system interface to watch the time slowly trickle by.
[Riven Von Grave – Status Screen]
[Level: 5]
[Class: ???]
[Title: Disciple of the Sword, The One Loved by Chaos]
[Race: Human]
[Affinities: Blood, Fire]
[Mana: 1310]
[Strength: 25]
[Agility: 25]
[Endurance: 21]
[Intelligence: 24]
[Willpower: 23]
[Perception: 22]
[Charisma: 23]
[Skills:]
[Blood Manipulation – lv1]
[Fire Manipulation – lv1]
[Fist Fight – lv4]
[Flame Blast – lv2]
[Flame Arc – lv1]
[Blood Scythe – lv1]
[Fire Wall – lv1]
[Blood Bind – lv1]
[Sword Mastery – lv2]
