Ah, yes, ninth grade.
The eleventh year out of eighteen that Vonellia apparently had. Of course, it was also boring, as expected, but somehow it had its highlights. Nothing to be excited about, however, but eh, when was there ever something exciting to talk about at his school?
January; the start of another abominable year at Vonellia. There’s not much to say about this month, but there were notable moments. A few teachers decided it was about time to quit, and luckily they did, as later on, somebody was set on fire in a library of all places, and five people were pushed over the exact same soldamn bridge.
Despite the seemingly mundane occurrences, a groundbreaking discovery emerged from the science district: a cure for cancer found in goblins. While this revelation amazed many, Hezago, in his typical fashion, remained unfazed, as if anticipating such a development.
That was more than likely due to his access to the House of Memories.
Anyway, about the House of Memories, Hezago found out there were, oddly enough, documents that described every single possible future, most of which ended up with him alone. He obviously didn't want that, and refusing to acknowledge how legitimately possible that was, he then proceeded to promptly retire to finding a solution to stop the decay of all existence.
The next few months would yield nothing, until May.
May was…
Something, to say the least.
Ah May. Flowers, prairies, and apparently, at Vonellia, explosions. On the sixteenth floor to the northeast, on the forty-sixth degree, there was an explosion. Now normally, in any other school, this would promptly be taken care of, but this wasn't any other school, this was Vonellia. And Vonellia Academy of the Arts had more than a trillion people under its belt, so you can imagine how well evacuations went.
Ignoring the three thousand people that could have died, we now turn to Professor Michelton, whose health was a major concern for a vast majority of the students. He would occasionally have earth-rattling coughing fits, but that made sense when you realised that he was a talking train that had gained the ability to transform into a human. A train that apparently knew one of Hezago’s predecessors, Melbourne Borealis.
On the subject of talking trains, the House of Memories apparently didn't have an explanation for this, other than a rather vague diagram that was visibly rushed, in which Hezago decided he’d revise later on.
Switching to the subject of dead people, Juno would join that group, ironically, in June, just as Hezago said. You know, Hezago sometimes failed to remember that he could do these things. Like summoning shit. When he does it without a wand, he’s usually visibly confused, until he remembers he’s supposed to be able to actually do this.
Anyway, as for Juno, he’d receive what Hezago planned at a later date. Gloria was—no, is Hezago’s, and he wouldn't give it up that easily.
Going on, November and December were the only noticeable shitstorms in which shit actually happened, most of which wasn't very notable. Somebody, during that year’s winter ball, managed to ‘accidentally’ set the decorations on fire, forcing the event to an early closure. However, November would not be upstaged by that, as the flooding of an entire floor around the size of what was Rhode Island would remain engraved in the school janitor’s memories forever.
Anyway, enough of the school shit, on to Borealia. Borealia, unsurprisingly, was in turmoil. At any moment, it could shatter like Oliver running over a person at a fourth the speed of light, but even though Hezago knew all this, Queen Eragonia or not, he wasn't about to do shit about it. With resistance groups forming against the council that Hezago oh so hated, it seemed their power play was finally being unravelled and stuff would actually get done.
However, there were groups that were somehow for the council, and against him, their queen. Anyway, ignoring the violence on the streets, this was just another plain and uneventful year in Vonellia.
Hey! Welcome to the Borealisis list of fun facts!
Did you know?
Borealia's last ever civil war before being annexed was one of the deadliest events in history, second only to the Finnish-El Salvadorian hyperwar! Bilions died, and in the government, only the queen, who would later be revealed to be our Sol, survived, along with a few government agencies! Those in Congress, the Senate, and the judiciary were found mauled, decomposing, or burned alive!
The more you know!
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