Chatter began to spread through the hall, with most students already talking amongst themselves.
Most of them seemed to have known each other before now.
The clock that hovered in the air above the platform, as if gravity had no effect on it, ticked.
The countdown ended, and it disappeared.
Before the students could react to the sudden change, space cracked like glass.
From it, a man stepped out.
His eyes were cold as he stared at the students.
The doors that led into the hall were jammed shut at the same time.
Then he finally spoke.
"Welcome to the Imperial Academy."
His voice was as soft as silk, but sharper than any blade at the same time.
"We have a lot to discuss in this orientation since I would be introducing you to the academy's curriculum for seed candidates."
He paused, letting everything he had just said settle in their minds.
Then he continued.
"But before anything, know one thing: there are no organized classes here."
