Era of Players: Death God

Chapter 7: Personnal Room

Because Noah was rancorous he didn't want to meet her, he did not want to talk to her, well there was another reason, Lilith is super competitive and has treated him like her errands boy since childhood, and he didn't want to get beat, in one word he was afraid ev though he had grown up, not only physically but became powerful as well.

That girl is a monster, a doll who does everything she wants without giving a damn about your opinion.

''Pfft! Why I'm ev angry wh the doll doesn't possess emotions and doesn't know how to express herself?" Noah laughed, it was funny now he thought about it, his restmt vanished but not completely, he was not more clearheaded upon recalling how Lilith was.

''Well, let's go back. I'm pretty much healed because I managed to not punch that fucker in the face.'' Noah disappeared after saying those words, he was smiling.

As soon as he left a -haired beauty appeared and sat where he sat. She could still feel the warmth Noah's body left behind.

Lilith expressionlessly murmured.

''I'm sorry.''

She closed her eyes for a momt as if trying to absorb the warmth left by Noah.

The picture of a -haired body quietly sitting in the middle of the gard with her eyes closed and the wind blowing on her face, playfully moving her hair like snow was picturesque, worth a thousand words.

Arthur who was watching in the distance couldn't help but mutter unconsciously.

''Beautiful!"

He quickly came to his sses and blushed before quietly slipping away.

Lilith oped her eyes and happed to glance in his direction, her emotionless eyes lingered there for a momt before she stood up, heading outside of the gard wh she happed to meet both Francesca and Ilya going to the cafeteria.

''Wow! Isn't our Witch? Nice to meet you I'm Francesca Fillon and this is my good frid Ilya Norys. We are your classmates.'' Francesca cheerfully introduced them.

Lilith was forced to step and she expressionlessly responded.

''I know. I'm Lilith Evangelion.''

She immediately resumed walking but Francesca stopped her.

''Wait, we are heading to the cafeteria, mind tagging along? It will be more fun.''

''Not interested.'' Lilith curtly replied forcing a small crack to appear on Francesca's smiling face, Ilya was fighting a peal of laughter.

''Come on, it will be fun I tell you, don't be so stoic, come with us.'' Francesca wouldn't give up.

''Not interested.'' Lilith repeated the same stce like a robot, she tried to walk past Francesca who stopped smiling and had an 'I give up' face.

However, Francesca didn't completely give up because she stopped Lilith again and asked hopefully.

''Next time?"

Lilith did not immediately answer, she looked at Francesca th Ilya, and seeing the expectation and recalling her grandfather's advice to socialize, she changed her initial answer.

''Maybe!"

She walked past the duo and disappeared.

''Well, it's not a complete échec.'' (A/N: Failure)

Francesca smiled before dragging Ilya with her again, the latter murmured.

''She appears lonely.''

''She is, ev though the interested party is unaware of this. She is like a doll, I'm starting to like her.'' Francesca responded as the duo walked towards the cafeteria.

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Half an hour later, Noah had arrived at the dormitory.

Unlike the other classes that use the system of cohabitation of two per room, those from the Elite classroom have one room per person.

Noah's room was located in the middle of the second floor, Room number 9. Using a pass registered in his name, Noah tered his room, it was spacious, a living room, a kitch, a bedroom, and naturally a bathroom.

''Wow, ev my room paled in comparison to this one,'' Noah exclaimed upon tering the bedroom. He decided to take a shower before watching TV, there was a huge Smart TV in the living room, 64 inches.

Noah removed his clothes, leaving a chiseled abs bare and his little brother dangling betwe his legs, eager to see the light and feel the wind's caress. He th walked into the shower.

Shower water comes as perfect rain, warm and steady, awaking Noah's skin in all the right ways.

''Taking a shower reassures my sses with its water-hug, warm and cozy. Taking a shower after waking home is one of the pleasures of my day. I love the water. I love washing. It's a meditation of sorts combined with a boost for my sses. Showers are my mood elevator, taking me higher.'' Noah was almost chanting as he let the water cascade on his body.

A few minutes later he was dressed in a simple trunk walked into the living room and sat on the couch before turning on the TV.

He was about to joy information and th some dramas wh suddly he remembered something, he immediately left and came back with a small booklet, he put the TV on mute before skimming through the booklet that contained rules and information about the school. He had almost forgott it.

Half an hour later he was done and outside the sun had set, and night arrived.

Noah wt outside and observed the sky after putting on a large shirt.

The sky was black tranquility married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called the body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul.

''In the serade of the black, the stars are a choir; they are lights that sing in infinite patterns. Sometimes eyes need music, and the darker the night the sweeter the song.''

Noah murmured abstmindedly before shaking his head and heading back to his room.

He didn't want to counter that annoying blond, hopefully, he was not on the same floor as him.

Unfortunately, it was exactly as he feared, just before he tered his room Arthur happed to have arrived on this floor and saw him just before he closed his door.

''Eh! This must be fate.'' The blond youth smiled before walking to his room, Room 8.

It was indeed fate.