I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Astonished, the group quickly opened the door to see what caused the noise, only to see a young woman wearing black and red leather clothes holding another student by the throat amidst the broken fragments of a table.

Locks of black hair danced before her angry blue eyes as she disdainfully said, "I told you not to make me a supervisor, Idiot!"

Her words echoed in the office, scarring every club member present. Then she dropped the suffocating man to the ground.

"Remove me from that position before things really get ugly." She snorted while fixing her hair buns.

Simultaneously, Julius' eyes widened at her appearance. She was also a student, so why was she not wearing the college's uniform? Moreover, what was that stylish leather coat she wore? He had never seen that kind of clothing before.

However, his attention was soon attracted by the appearance of a teacher he had seen during the welcoming ceremony.

"Calm down, Shiro. I'm the one who appointed you as a supervisor." The short, bearded man said authoritatively.

"I don't want to," Shiro replied, crossing her arms over her chest, annoyance painted on her face. She had better things to do than take care of arrogant brats.

"You'll do it, end of the discussion," the teacher stated firmly, his gaze unwavering.

Reluctantly, Shiro acquiesced, knowing that as his disciple, she had little choice but to follow his orders, no matter how disagreeable.

Then, the man turned to address the group of newcomers. "Sorry for this shameful display. I'm Mr. Thurin Ironbeard. I'm in charge of this club and will be your teacher for your principles of elemental fusion class."

After a brief pause, he sighed, pointing at the pouting woman, "This is Shiro, my disciple. She became too arrogant after reaching the apprentice's tier. That's why, to calm her down, I decided to make her a supervisor."

After understanding the situation, Arun walked towards Shiro and declared arrogantly, "We are the group you'll supervise. I hope you'll do your job well."

In response, Shiro uncrossed her arms, her fingers and brows twitching, "Oh? Want to end up like him?" She said, pointing at the unconscious student on the ground, making Arun's composure falter a little.

As he was about to answer, Asha came to his rescue, cutting him off to ask a question. "We plan to go adventuring during the weekend in two weeks. Is that ok with you?"

"I really don't want to come... but I have no choice, I guess?" She responded before looking at Louise and asking playfully, "Why are you staring at me so much, sis?"

"Ah? I... I'm a fan of your clothes. How come you don't wear the school's uniform?" She quickly said in embarrassment. She wanted to sew a similar leather coat for herself as she found it really stylish.

"Privilege of becoming an apprentice." She answered with a shrug, then said, "I'll come with you in two weeks. But I choose where we go."

After a moment of concentration, the group agreed. They had no destination in mind and needed her presence, or the school wouldn't allow them to leave.

"Alright, let me introduce myself formally. I'm Shiro Ravenwood. Tier three mage, alchemist, body cultivator etc... etc.. I'm a genius, I know." Shiro declared, smirking smugly and causing Thurin to facepalm at her shamelessness.

However, her shameless boasting echoed strangely in Julius' mind, resonating with the boastings of the ghost. 'Is she a female version of big bro?' Julius thought, shivering.

He quickly pulled Arun before bidding goodbye to everyone and taking their leave, afraid that his friend would anger her.

*******

Back in his room, he summarised today's lessons to Arun before checking the following day's schedule. Most of the classes were theory-oriented, like arcane botany and herbalism, Metallurgical Alchemy, crystallography and geology, alchemy in History and mythology...

He shook his head, uninterested in their contents and decided he would cultivate. He was eager to discover how strong his body could become after reaching higher tiers.

After his cultivation session, he went to sleep. He did not forget to hold the elixir of clarity as per his big brother's instructions.

******

Simultaneously, in the dream place, Adam felt something solid materialise in his right hand as he tried to complete his mage's hand mana technique.

His eyes brightened as the shimmering potion finally found its way here.

"I hope the potion will be potent enough to fix my soul once and for all." He muttered, expectations filling his heart. After all, ever since his inexplicable awakening in this world, his soul had been damaged for no obvious reason.

Not wasting more time and being used to the drill, he uncorked the vial, letting whisps of a relaxing smell pervade his room. Then, he quickly downed it, impatient to see the results.

Soon, a gentle and soothing energy travelled through his body, healing his soul and strengthening his mana.

After revelling in the nice feeling for a few minutes, he muttered in joy, "Interface."

Name: Adam

Talent: Unlocked at thirteen

Job: Tier one alchemist

Class: T2 Mana Conjuror

LVL: 1

Exp: 0/20

HP: 140/140

Vitality: 14

Strength: 14.6

Agility: 14.8

Intelligence: 46

Free attribute points: 0

Items: Grimoire Lingua, Beastbane Dagger, Manacore Heartgem, Ethereal Radiance, Gaston's Sovereign Eye.

Spells: Active: T1 spells: Illuminate LV1, Mana shield LV2, Magical Perception LV1.

Other: Mana bullet LV MAX, Atom Burst LVL MAX, Mage's hands LVL3.

Passive: Mana Control T3, Enhanced Intuition T1, Dagger mastery T1, Spear mastery T2,

Mana Shaping T2.

Note: Soul is damaged. He returned to his junky addiction. Having so much intelligence, yet being so stupid...

Adam started by reading the note, as the main objective of the potion was to heal his soul. Sadly, despite the improvement, it was still damaged, astonishing him. Even a tier three potion didn't heal it entirely. What kind of damage was he suffering from?

"Shut up, dumb system. See if I don't make you cry by progressing using only the weirdest paths!" Adam snarled in annoyance at the stupid notes he kept receiving.