Curse the Mainframe! 12 The Great Reveal II

The Awakening Magitype!

This shocked them. After all, the Awakening Magitype was the rarest amongst the four Magitypes. Not only that, it was also considered the most useless!

Their shock quickly turned to pity.

While the other three Magitypes, Offensive, Defensive and Support had a rather even spread amongst society, the Awakening class Magitype only made up a total of one percent of the population!

At first, when Magitypes had first surfaced, with how rare the Awakening Magitype was, there were many who thought that it was something that would give them an edge over everyone else, but reality was cruel.

Unlike the other three Magitypes that had visible and obvious results, growing stronger whenever a person advanced in magic ranks, those who held the Awakening Magitype were pathetically weak.

In fact, they were so weak that the only thing they could do was open doors, windows and other miniscule, pathetic things like that.

In this direction, it was no doubt that they were classified as the most useless Magitype! Every child dreaded when they received news that they were of this class. Many lived their following days in a period of despair and helplessness.

Tatiana stared at Alec with wide eyes. How could this be?

She bit her lip, feeling bad. However, at this point, there was nothing she could do! Alec had helped her a lot over the past six years, and she considered him as close as her sibling.

The four boys and Tatiana were left to look awkwardly at Alec, not sure how to proceed. They didn't think that anything they said to Alec would come across as anything but condescending at this point.

Alec went back to his seat, bearing the shock that he felt with both relief and puzzlement. What just happened? Obviously, his mother did something, but how? Clearly, no one else was wary that this was possible, otherwise there would definitely be some measures set in place to prevent it from happening.

Alec could feel his acting skills levelling up like crazy, and as if the Mainframe was messing with him, he heard its voice for the first time in a long, long while.

[Successfully fool the watchful eyes as your Magitype and Societype are revealed]

[+10 Points]

Ah, bloody hell. Suddenly, he felt a rush of resentment that most reincarnators or transmigrators felt whilst dealing with the 'dear' System. Except, he knew better. After all, it wasn't the System which set the missions. It was the Mainframe!

Think about it. If he went OOC, he got a negative 100 points, but upon doing something (which he didn't even sign up for, no less) he got 10 points. How was it fair? Of course, it wasn't fair at all.

Just wait until the day Alec broke the lock on his Character Type…

Knowing the Mainframe, it probably needed a damn ten thousand points to disable the OOC function at least.

If Alec was alone, he would be swearing a blue streak at the Mainframe right about now, because he got the 'special treatment' package, as he liked to call it, from the Mainframe.

Mainframe's Rule Book Section A, Subsection 2 Rule 1: dealing with unruly transmigrators or reincarnators, System allowed the usage of 'make lives harder' within reasonable means.

Alec could confirm that the Mainframe definitely used this on him! Ah, not only was his Societype crappy, his Magitype was terrible as well. With the addition of the damn OOC system, this was just making his life harder all round.

Alec briefly felt sorry for the transmigrators he gave his 'special service' to, then shook it off. They really did deserve it though, with the way they acted.

Hmph. Alec reluctantly gave in to the hand the Mainframe dealt him with ill grace. He wouldn't be bound by its rules forever.

Just wait, Mainframe.

Evin dismissed the class, telling them to go back home for the day.

Before anyone could stop him, Alec quickly left, heading back to his mother.

The other four children exchanged looks.

"…He left so fast," Cyrus said helplessly. He looked at Alec's retreating back. "I guess the blow was harder than we thought. Though, I can't blame him."

Zacharias snorted. "Of course it was. Just let him be. If there's anything I've learned about that brat by now, it's that he's resilient," the boy said, crossing his arms.

Tatiana glared at Zacharias, frowning. "How can you say that?" she said quietly.

Zacharias scoffed. "It's true. Haven't you seen it over the past couple of years? Nothing will keep him down!" He would rather die than admit he was a bit worried.

Elias nodded, not speaking up.

In the end, Cyrus had to step in. "Alright, that's enough. We'll leave him alone for today. Though he's very gentle, he probably doesn't want us to see him when he's at his lowest."

They frowned but acquiesced at the end. After all, if they were in Alec's shoes, they didn't think they'd want to talk about it as well.

Alec reached home in a daze, where Annalise resisted the urge to give in to a rare urge to fidget.

The nervous mother activated the silencing barrier on the doorknob by pressing twice, something that she had gotten used to doing more and more often over the years once she had Alec.

It was finally the time for her to tell her son about his origins, which was what she had planned all along. The day his Societype and Maigtype was revealed using an appraisal crystal to them for the first time, children in the Neil Clan were deemed capable of making their own decisions.

What she didn't know was that Alec only looked like he was in a daze because he was busy cursing up a storm in his mind.

"Alec. There's something that I've been meaning to tell you," she started off.

Alec snapped out of it, giving his mother his full attention. "Yes, mother?" he said respectfully. Though he didn't think that he saw this woman as his mother, he did appreciate the way she treated him. He wanted to reciprocate, but there was something in his heart that held him back from doing so.

It had been six swear-less years. He never thought he would miss freedom of speech this much.

"Alec, you remember, don't you?"

"Remember what?"

Annalise smiled gently. "Your Societype."

Alec's eyes gleamed. "I do," he admitted freely.

"So, you know why I can't allow you to go around acting freely, right? Since we're in the Clan, you haven't seen the horrors that Sins have to face just yet. But you will. You might resent it now, but until you're strong enough that you can fend off everyone else, keep yourself safe. Sometimes, a mask is better than anything else."

Alec nodded. He had always been inside the Clan's compound, never once venturing out.

Not that the hadn't tried, but you had to go through The Great Expanse before being able to find a route to civilisation. It made him wonder. Just how big was his Clan?

"How did you manage to change it?" Alec questioned, genuinely curious.

Annalise's smile grew a notch larger. "That's something of a trade secret. Of course, if you ever meet your father, he might tell you."

Alec was shocked. "My father? He's still alive?"

Annalise laughed. "He is. But you won't be able to find him any time soon. That's all I can tell you for now. His name is Alaric Aeden."

Alec sensed that the topic of his father was closed for now. "Is that why I'm under surveillance?"

"Yes and no. As you might have already noticed, in the Clan… there aren't any without the Neil's signature brown hair and eyes. But, actually, that's not strictly true. As a Clan, there are a lot of outsiders that marry in, but they're required to wear something that temporarily changes their hair and eye colour whenever they're within the Clan compound."

Alec stared at his mother, baffled. What was the reason for that, exactly? It just seemed so redundant.

Annalise, catching sight of his expression, hid her grin. She had the same reaction when she asked her parents that as well. For now, she wouldn't tell him. It was something that they would experience once they reached a certain period of time.

Alec hesitated, thinking about his Magitype. "Mother, I…"

Annalise lay a hand on her son's shoulder. "I know. Your Magitype, right?"

Alec nodded soundlessly.

"Alecris," Annalise said seriously. "No matter who you may become in the future, you should know that I will always love you, and so does your father. Magitype, Societype and all. It doesn't matter. I know you'll be able to find a way to do it should you want to. Just know that because society classifies it as something, doesn't mean it's always strictly true."

Alec felt a strange warmth that he didn't know how to describe, feeling slightly touched. He held his mother's hand and squeezed lightly, unsure how to vocalise it.

Annalise smiled her signature gentle smile, which Alec mirrored.

Chapter end

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