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Welcome to Xavier's school for the Youth
The year is 2026. A mutant by the name of Orthos has opened up a new dimension to a whole new world for every mutant died to create a safe haven for those who are persecuted on Earth. The world was named after him, and an entire society is created. There are no cars (except for the school buses) and very limited technology. The common belief is that technology separates people, so its use is for scientific and medical use only. There are boarding schools, and one in particular has the realm's most protected schools; Xavier's School for the Gifted was renamed Xavier's School for the Youth. Kids who do not have gifts are welcomed here, as well as children with gifts. They spend their lives here from ages twelve to twenty five. Those who have parents have leave to go back home during holiday and the three month break, but kids without parents are more than welcome to stay and make a life there. They still face Earth's bigotry; not all mutants have been able to make it to Orthos, so, many scouters go out searching. One mutant, however, disagreed that humans should even be in control of Earth. Trying to persuade anybody to join him on domination, to finish what Magneto started, he soon began to collect a following. But there were members of the Orthos realm who fought against him. His rise to power started in 2012, just as the realm opened. Many have been slain by Tremor, but he has yet to be captured. (Information of this world (still in the works!) https://www.iwakuroleplay.com/xfa-blogs/logicfromlogic.5309/)
As he saw the other kids struggle down the hallway towards the stairs, he chuckled at one kid's folly at trying to lug his bag downstairs. He'd obviously not thought to make sure that it had been closed all the way before he dragged it out, because it burst open and clothes spread out everywhere. Heading back into his room, he looked around it. He wondered if he'd return; probably not. It was such a dreary place to him. Picking up his brown leather bag, he headed out of the room, dragging it. But soon he discovered that it was much too heavy for him to even drag with all his belongings stuffed into it; he hoped he didn't break anything.
Before he was able to come up with a better idea, one of the orphanage staff came up and grabbed his bag. "Alright you, dragging this ol' thing is gonna make you late for the bus," she joked, walking towards the staircase. The bus was a nine hour drive to Xavier's School for the Youth, and it left at six. It had already picked up kids from the bigger neighborhoods, and now it's last stop was here.
And sure enough, as soon as they got out, there was a very large bus waiting outside. It was silver and green, and made Kingsley feel nervous. The lady put his bag underneath the bus into one of the compartments. "Head onto the bus lad, safe learning," is all she said before turning around and walking back inside. Looking back, he headed to the doors of the bus. The stairs looked daunting to him, but he forced his way up the stairs. Once inside, the whole front row was crammed with kids, seats three in a row. Heading straight for the back, he planned to disappear within the crowd. Finally, after what felt like an hour of people staring at him, he found his seat at the back of the bus, where nobody really liked sitting. There, he pulled out a book from under his shirt, cracking it open. It was his own birthday present to himself; he turned twelve today. He could hear the other kids from the orphanage talking to each other in excited voices. One conversation however, he didn't miss and that was from Marcus Herd and his idiot friend Rossner Forrett. "I wonder if dogboy is going to make it through one year," he scoffed, peaking back at Kingsley. "Don't kid yourself, he'll run with his tail tucked between his legs the first week!" a redhead said loudly, peaking over the ninth seat towards the back. Rolling up a piece of paper, he threw it at Kingsley, hitting him right in the head. "Hey dog breath! happy birthday!" kids around him hollered in laughter, and he sat back down, talking with his friends once more quietly. Kingsley glared at them, but continued to read his book.
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