My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 922: Chapter 923: The Shovel To The Past

The academy was quiet.

This place was usually bustling with activity, yet now it was empty, save for the first year students moving through the halls in small clusters.

Luna came out of the War Halls, glancing at her academy ranking through her pager. She could not help but wince.

She was number one.

Worse, she did not earn it.

The fact of the matter was her elder brother had more or less threatened everyone during the entrance exam, so Luna was now number one with very little effort.

As for the professors, they just let it slide, especially after the aptitude test.

Luna Grey was a prodigy with magic. Her mana levels were the highest in her year, as well as her overall potential. If a monster like her older brother had not already broken the scale, she would be even more distinguished.

With each step she took down the corridor, she could feel other people’s gazes lingering on her.

“Thats her right… the sister…”

Of course that was what they called her.

The sister.

She was the little sister of the troublemaker Damon Grey.

Luna had done some digging, and sure enough her brother had it hard when he first came to the academy.

Why, you might ask?

Because he does not put his head down for anyone.

He got into more fights than anyone in recorded academy history.

His blood had soaked through nearly every hall, and the healers knew him as the arrogant, cold faced boy who refused to stay down.

Luna could easily imagine that.

He was always like that.

That said, Damon turned things around and grew stronger faster than anyone. Coupled with his ruthless personality, he soon became an object of fear among the students.

He burned down the Evil Forest exam site.

He defeated Rashi Ignath.

He returned from Lysithara and allegedly defeated Ashcroft.

Damon was a shining beacon among the goddess races’ youth. Every person his age across every continent already knew his name just as much as Seras Blade herself.

Luna was as proud as she was annoyed.

Why, you ask?

Because she had no friends.

No one dared to be friends with Damon Grey’s little sister, lest he go crazy and beat them up.

Or worse.

Most students did not dare talk to her. She was, after all, also the precious granddaughter of the Grand Duke.

Her grandfather was another problem entirely.

He was just as bad as her brother.

He did not threaten just students. He swore to raze the academy if anything happened to her.

It had been a whole incident.

“That damn old geezer and that bully Damon…”

Luna could have come up with more creative insults, but she refrained.

This was her dear brother after all.

She would hold back on the more vulgar vocabulary.

Luna did grow up in the streets of Valtheron. It would be unusual if she did not pick up the vile language of the alleys and gutters.

A more common insult would be ***** and shove it **** dirty ***** ****** ***** ***** mother****** ***** ***er ****

She shook her head firmly.

Her mother would be disappointed if she knew what Luna actually knew.

Luna trudged toward the library.

Walking inside, she crossed the quiet halls and slipped into a large hidden room that had a bold sign nailed to its door.

She winced slightly as the smell of ink and old parchment assaulted her senses.

Luna sighed as she looked into the room.

A young woman with a haggard face was rifling through stacks of papers. She had pasted whatever she could onto a board. Old newspapers. Research documents. Academy investigation records. Books on monsters and their biology.

The walls were nearly covered.

Luna shook her head.

“Iris please tell me you got some sleep..” she grumbled, placing her hands on her waist.

“Sleep I don’t need sleep I need answers.” the pink haired girl pulled at her jagged hair to stay awake, deep black bags under her eyes. Her face was pale as she downed her last recovery potion without hesitation.

Luna rolled her eyes and entered the room fully, closing the door behind her.

“How many days have you been here you need a bath and a reality check…”

Iris ignored her, her face cold as she took a deep breath through her nose.

“I know I know I’m not wrong look hear me out you know what Damon used to say… we live in a magical world and everything is possible… trust your intuition its the difference between life and death.”

Iris argued, deliberately using Damon’s name, knowing Luna would not object if it involved her brother.

Luna sighed.

All of this had started shortly after they arrived at the academy. They were having a tour when one of the second year students showed them a place where someone called Marcus Fayjoy had apparently conducted some evil ritual.

That was when they found claw marks.

And Iris became obsessed.

“Look look at this..” she pointed at an image taken with a magical tool. Iris tapped it repeatedly, as if forcing Luna to focus harder.

“This was the same type of claw marks from the place my father was supposed killed his corpse was never found and so were the cases in the academy.”

She turned to Luna with an anxious expression, eyes wide and desperate.

Luna nodded slowly.

“Yes and Lilith was investigating all of those in the academy they were linked to Marcus Fayjoy and his forbidden magic your father’s case was a monster which was also reported killed.”

Luna stated the facts evenly.

Iris shook her head, opening a textbook to a page displaying a monster claw imprint.

“This is the monster they said killed my father but the claw marks are different… look I know all this is connected somehow I just… I just know it…”

Her voice cracked slightly.

She placed a hand on Luna’s shoulder, gripping tightly.

“Please I just need you to believe me… please…”

Luna glanced around the room.

Iris had gone through the trouble of gathering all those case files from the academy using whatever means were necessary.

Lilith was busy with something else, and with the war against demons approaching, they had used her clout as Student Council President to access restricted records.

That should have been difficult for first years.

If not impossible.

All they had to say was Damon Grey.

Whoever stood in their way did not want that trouble.

That was how they gained access to this room and all this information.

Luna sighed deeply.

She reached down and picked up a file.

“This file here states that there is a possibility that Marcus Fayjoy is alive if we can find him and clues about him we can solve the mystery of your father’s death…”

Iris’ eyes widened instantly.

She jumped forward and hugged Luna tightly.

“Luna I love you I love you.” she screamed excitedly, nearly knocking over a stack of documents.

Luna raised a hand to stop her enthusiasm.

“First let’s focus on reaching the first class…”

The two girls began digging into a past they never should have disturbed.

Marcus would not help them.

Because he, much like Iris’ father, was dead.

And his remains had long ago been consumed by Damon’s hungry shadow.