"Most students probably imagine monsters as mindless beasts with claws and fangs," Ethan said, his voice steady but casual as he paced in front of the class. "But that's not always the case."
He didn't look like someone about to cause an incident.
Not today, anyway.
[2 days until the main quest begins.]
If I hadn't seen that message, I'd have assumed he was just another well-meaning instructor—maybe a little too composed, a little too ordinary, but good at his job. The semester had started a month ago, and until now, he'd blended in just fine. Diligent. Calm. Focused.
Too focused.
"They breed less aggressive species for companionship," he continued, gesturing toward the hologram behind him. A fox-like creature shimmered into view—small, elegant, with nine delicate, semi-transparent tails that swayed gently in the projected air.
"Pet monsters, essentially. Taming students often begin with these before moving on to combat-class beasts."
Some students leaned forward.
