God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

Arriving before his familiar door, Nolan's hand stretched forth to open it.

Yet, when he grabbed and pulled, the knob on the door fell into his palm, and the door slowly opened by itself.

"The doorknob was broken," Nolan mused silently to himself as he stepped into the house.

However, what met his gaze made him sigh a little.

Right now, all of his chairs, tables, and study desks had cracked apart.

There was a gigantic crater at the center of his room, ruining his floor, and cracks covered the walls.

It looked as though someone had tried to demolish the building, only to leave it in a state where it wouldn't fall to the ground, but was still utterly wrecked.

Still, two things remained standing.

One was his school bag, which was placed carefully.

Loooking into the wardrobe, he found nothing but burnt pieces of his clothes, which disintegrated into thin air when he touched them.

"They destroyed my walls, broke my furniture, burned my clothes, and tore off the knob of my door..." Nolan recited out loud, as though reading from a book.

Shutting the wardrobe, without making any visible fuss, he simply walked to his bag, which lay on the ground, and brought out a book.

In the list of books he was given, this one was what every student received upon entrance to the academy.

It held everything they needed to know about the academy, including the various areas and where his true room was located.

Nolan had felt his life was at peace, so he needed nothing more. But now, he couldn't continue living like this.

It was time to take back everything that belonged to him, and quickly, Nolan scanned through his book, finding where this dorm room was allocated by the academy.

Soon enough, he was able to find it, and as he guessed, it was in the Greek Descent building at room number 324!

Immediately, Nolan stuffed his books into his bag, slinging it over his shoulder, and in the next instant, he walked out of the door.

Giving one last goodbye look at the house, which had sheltered his body and soul for three years now, offering what little bit of comfort it could give him, Nolan felt the house deserved a small bow of respect.

He gave it, before turning and walking out of the backyard.

Arriving before the main gateway of the Greek Descent building, Nolan entered the structure for the second time in three years, finding it as amazing as ever.

But his gaze did not have the time to appreciate the design of the place, and instantly, he walked toward the stairs, climbing up.

Right now, Nolan didn't have his hoodie on at all, and therefore he garnered more than a few shocked gazes from the students, who all looked at him in surprise.

They all knew the only person who wasn't allowed to enter the Greek Descent building was none other than Nolan himself, yet here he was, climbing up the stairs.

"But... how is he so big!?" they wondered in shock.

It didn't take long before a small crowd gathered behind Nolan, following him up the stairs.

They didn't make any move on him, as they were still shocked and cautious due to his transformation.

However, they all knew who resided in Nolan's dorm room. He wasn't someone to be trifled with, and so they tagged along.

They wanted to know whether the scene from three years ago would repeat itself, or if the trash of the academy had truly undergone some sort of change.

Without blinking, Nolan directed not a single gaze at those who were following him, instead focusing on climbing the stairs and approaching the 324th floor.

Immediately, he arrived at the third story of the building where the 324th dorm room was supposed to be.

Nolan could already see a couple of students standing before a dorm room in the farthest distance.

He only had to raise his head to find the number 324 right above their heads.

It seemed they had been alerted of Nolan's presence in the dorm room, and they had gathered themselves up.

"Pieces of trash," Nolan thought in his mind. They had heard he was coming up, yet they felt the need to gather themselves to fight with the weakest student in the academy?

Arriving before them with his same poker expression, Nolan walked up to the one who was right at the center, towering above all of them by more than two heads.

In his beastly voice, he asked, "Which of you lives in this room?"

The intensity of his voice made them unconsciously shift back a little.

Yet, a lanky one at the side walked to Nolan's front, looking straight into his eyes with a cocky grin before replying.

"We all live in this room, dipshit! What are you gonna do about it? Cry like a baby?" he sneered, as the others laughed out loud.

He seemed to have realigned their feeling of supremacy, but horror was quick to settle on every single student when they watched a milky white light appear in Nolan's hand.

PUUUUUUUCCCHIIIIIII!

The sound of the dagger cutting through flesh resounded as Nolan's dagger ripped into the young man's neck. Then, with it, Nolan raised him up, his feet dangling in the air.

RIIIIIIIIIIP!

BOOOOOOOM!

The sound of the dagger being roughly torn out of the neck resounded through the hall, blood splashing everywhere.

The young man's body hadn't even hit the ground before his back arched, forming a C as Nolan's kick slammed straight into his chest.

The sound of ribs getting shattered rang out clearly.

BOOOOOOOOM!

A powerful shockwave undulated forth from the kick as the young man was sent smashing away into the side, bouncing down the steps that were below, with blood spraying everywhere until he disappeared from their sight.

Not a single sound of his scream could be heard before he was gone.

The entire world returned to absolute silence once more.