Curse the Mainframe! 94 Ignorance II

Gracen stepped forward, the hush of the crowd disappearing upon seeing her step forward to address them.

All eyes were turned onto her form. Each hopeful individual here was hanging onto her every movement with bated breath. They waited for her to address them. To tell them what they had to do.

Gracen tried not to allow it to go to her head. Though she did enjoy the attention that she got from the sect disciples at any time regardless, there was always something special about the way that the way those who were trying to enter the sect looked at her.

Had she been a lesser woman, she might have succumbed to the attention that they were unabashedly giving her, but Gracen was a woman of many talents, and she was an elder. Which was why the sect master usually entrusted her with this duty once every ten years.

Just from a glance, she could already see those who didn't quite 'fit' into the crowd, either being ostracized or worshipped, which was one of the many ways that the sect looked out for talents even this early on.

"Welcome," she started, her voice soothing. She could almost hear the intake of breaths as she spoke. "To the Heavenly Ascension Sect. I am Elder Gracen. I do hope you make it into the sect. Good luck to all of you."

She said nothing more, sweeping off the stage.

Their confusion was palpable, which was a part of the proceedings that always made her smile. The confused looks on their faces were just adorable.

Alec could practically hear the thoughts that were running around in the potential disciple's minds.

The thoughts that an elder looked so young and captivating. No doubt they were wondering how that was even possible. Gracen preened. Just slightly.

Then, a murmur broke out from the crowd. Gracen Lyle was in charge of the medical hall in the Heavenly Ascension Sect, and everyone respected her greatly.

The atmosphere of the crowd warmed and grew rowdier when they realized just what an outstanding individual they'd laid their eyes on, touched.

Alec narrowed his eyes, feeling like the tests already started without any warning.

Indeed, there were already various sect members that were studying the reactions of the potential disciples, though no expression showed on their faces.

Five minutes later, when the noise of the crowd had grown increasingly loud, one proctor stepped up.

"Line up. One by one to receive your tags."

There were so many more efficient ways to do this, but he supposed that it wasn't just talent that the sect was looking out for. That had to be the only plausible reason why they were doing this. It just wouldn't make sense otherwise, having so many years to perfect it.

There as a moment of chaos as people clamoured to be the first in line, only to relent when Melanie and her two goons marched forward.

Behind them, was the unknown and only Sin in the crowd, since no one wanted to go near him.

There was a visible gap between the Sin and themselves, until the proctor finally grew visibly annoyed.

"Don't leave a gap!" he barked out.

The crowd of hundreds lingered visibly, still not wanting to get too close.

In the end, Alec rolled his eyes and stepped forward, wanting to get this over with already. Though, of course, this was also a calculated move on his part.

The way they avoided the poor boy like the plague incarnate made him feel both annoyed and disgusted at the wilful ignorance that they were showing. If it wasn't because the crowd consisted of mainly children, Alec would have likely given them a piece of what was going on in his mind.

He couldn't stand wilful ignorance, and the blatant disregard about what one's actions could have as a consequence on someone other than themselves disgusted him.

The purple haired boy's shoulders were slightly tense when he neared before they relaxed visibly, which caused Alec to raise an eyebrow.

There was a palpable relief in the atmosphere behind him where the rest of the crowd quickly got into line, seemingly having realized that the proctor's temper was thinning quickly.

Melanie and the other two thirds of the primary colours were quickly cleared and directed deeper in.

Alec was close enough that he heard the Sin's name even though it was unintentional.

"Hayden Grayson."

The proctor jotted it down, gesturing for the boy to prick his finger to drop onto the appraisal crystal that was built into the table.

Hayden pricked his finger, dripping it onto the translucent crystal, which the proctor recorded down.

He waved him in, allowing Alec to take his place.

Alec made sure to show no signs of the inner turmoil that was happening inside him. Though he expected it already, he didn't know whether or not whatever method that his mother used on him to hide his Societype was still working.

Pricking his finger, Alec smiled at the proctor, whose eyes softened a little, but maintained his expressionless face.

[Alecris Neil]

[Societype: Every]

[Magitype: Awakening]

He still didn't know how she did it, but what he did know was that there was no way that anyone else had the means to do this.

If there were, there wouldn't be so many scores of people out there being discriminated against. Especially with the way he saw how Hayden had been treated like the plague. Would a parent who found out their child's Societype not move to give them a better life?

The black band that stood out so starkly on Hayden's neck was the best proof that whatever means that Annalise used, it wasn't widely known. Nor were they obtained from his clan.

Otherwise, he suspected that his clan elders would never have left him alone once he showed he was an Every. Though they had lessened the intense scrutiny on him somewhat, it had still been there.

However, doing something like that had to have its price as well. It made him wonder. Just what had his mother paid in order for him to pass off as an Every?

Thinking about the sacrifice that she'd made in secret, Alec's heart felt sour as he missed her – more than he liked to admit.

But he wasn't so lost in his emotions that he didn't see the slight flickers on the proctor's face.

There was the surprise when the man read his surname, though it quickly disappeared when he caught sight of his other stats. His Societype and Magitype.

Pity, regret.

Alec could almost see the sigh that he was holding back, since the proctor had approved of the way that he had stepped forward to fill the gap when no one else would do so.

It seemed the proctor didn't think he would make it, which didn't affect him any.

He continued on deeper into the outer sect grounds, standing next to Hayden without thought.

Hayden glanced lightly at him but said nothing.
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Melaine looked at him curiously, her eyes gazing at Alec from top to bottom, but was otherwise distracted by the way her two clansmen engaged her in a conversation as they waited for the rest of the hopefuls to join them.

Then, people started trickling in slowly after they were done having their information recorded.

Chapter end

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