(A/N Big thanks to everyone for the Power stones and Golden tickets, they mean a lot. As usual, please don't hesitate to comment or drop a review. ENJOY)

Power stones people, Gimme it.

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Rhaena let the last words about the point system fade, giving the students a moment to absorb it. The hall was still buzzing quietly—some whispering about the bracelet, some still lamenting the ten courses, some already debating department choices.

She gave them a moment longer, then clapped once, her bright tone returning instantly.

"Now," she said, "I believe we've covered all the basics you need to get started at the academy."

A few students perked up.

Rhaena raised an eyebrow. "And when I say basics, I truly mean basics. There are lots of things you'll learn along the way—facilities, activities, organizations, traditions, events… and certain surprises that even I'm not allowed to spoil."

A wave of disappointed groans rolled through the hall.

She held up a hand, laughing softly. "Oh, don't look at me like that. Half the fun of being in this academy is experiencing everything firsthand. And besides, befriending your seniors is always an option. Their experience will come in handy—very handy—if you want to avoid mistakes."

Seris nudged Caelum. "We should find seniors. Preferably friendly ones."

Caelum replied without looking at her, "Preferably calm ones."

"Now then," Rhaena continued, "before you all drift into fantasies about your future greatness, let's move on."

She clasped her hands together with an energetic snap.

" Now comes the physical part!"

Students straightened, excitement sparking through the rows. Some practically lifted out of their seats. A tour. A proper tour of the academy—this was what many had been waiting for.

Rhaena watched the anticipation build… then shook her head with a sympathetic smile.

"Oh don't get excited," she said, waving her hand. "I said physical, but we won't actually be moving."

Several students deflated instantly.

Seris let out a loud, tragic sound. "Betrayal."

Rhaena chuckled. "Save your energy. Trust me, you'll need it later."

She stepped aside and gestured upward. "Now. We've mentioned this before—we have five thousand students in each year, and four years in the academy. That's twenty thousand students, not counting staff."

The hall quieted.

She continued, "I'm sure more than a few of you have wondered how exactly such a large number can be educated properly when the academy has only one Main Spire."

As if on cue, a soft vibration hummed through the hall. Above them, a gigantic hologram of the Main Spire formed—sleek, silver-white, the tower glowing faintly under the strong spatial runes that wrapped around it.

The students collectively stared upward.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Rhaena said warmly. "But as impressive as it looks… it's certainly not big enough to hold twenty thousand students at once."

She tapped the air lightly.

"And that's where our family's specialty comes in."

The hologram shimmered.

Lines of runes flared into existence around the spire. Then—like petals unfurling—dozens, then hundreds of pocket dimensions unfolded around it, each appearing as a shimmering sphere or layered arc of space.

Some looked like vast floating archways. Others resembled compressed landscapes. Some were simply glowing cubes of spatial pathways.

Gasps echoed across the hall.

Orion leaned slightly forward. The intricacy of the spatial lattice caught his attention immediately.

Rhaena smiled proudly. "As the leading representatives of spatial magic, the Chronos family has been studying the concept of space for thousands of years. And along the way"—she gestured broadly—"you learn a few tricks."

Caelum whispered, "…'few.'"

Seris smacked his arm. "Let the woman talk."

"The Main Spire," Rhaena continued, "is only a hub. A central anchor. All these dimensions, these spaces, these corridors—are connected to it. Linked. Layered. Stabilised."

The hologram zoomed outward, revealing even more layers—hidden chambers, training worlds, simulation fields, research dimensions, meditation platforms, lecture spaces compressed into time-dilated pockets.

"And last time I checked," Rhaena added lightly, "the Main Spire accounts for only five percent of the entire academic building."

The murmurs became louder.

Selene raised a hand. "Five percent?"

"Correct!" Rhaena said proudly. "Five. The rest exists across dimensional anchors and spatial layers accessible only through specific conduits."

She winked. "Which you will learn to use. Eventually."

The hologram flowed again, each dimension slowly fading until only the Main Spire remained.

"Now," Rhaena continued, "as small as the physical structure of the spire is compared to the entire complex… it is still incredibly important."

She pointed at the projection. "Many key facilities remain here. Administrative floors. Transport terminals. Council rooms. Archives. Meeting halls. Testing platforms. The orientation hall—where you all are sitting now. And more."

She paused, hands on her hips.

"And as the Head Instructor for your year, it's my responsibility to show these facilities to you."

A few hopeful faces brightened again.

Rhaena smiled.

Then she burst their hopes with merciless cheerfulness.

"But I cannot possibly lead five thousand students around the spire. That would be… extremely inconvenient. For everyone. Especially me."

The hall slumped collectively.

"So!" she said brightly. "Someone else will help us with that."

She lifted her hand.

A small flash of spatial light appeared above the platform—then expanded into a medium-sized hologram of a miniature Rhaena.

Mini Rhaena wore the same uniform, had the same brown hair, the same silver eyes, and even the same bright grin. She waved enthusiastically at the entire hall, her tiny hand moving with exaggerated cheer.

"Everyone," Rhaena announced with absolute pride, "meet Rhaena Junior!"

The hall reacted immediately.

Some laughed.

Some blinked in disbelief.

Some stared in stunned silence.

Seris squealed. "She's adorable!"

Orion simply watched, mildly amused.

Mini Rhaena continued waving, doing a little spin in the air.

"Isn't she cute?" Rhaena asked, clasping her hands dramatically.

Jessica covered half her face with her palm.

Mini Rhaena snapped her fingers.

The hologram of the Main Spire expanded outward, forming a translucent three-dimensional model large enough for every student to see clearly. Tiny windows glowed. Pathways lit up. Spatial runes pulsed. Floors rotated to show their arrangement.

Mini Rhaena walked—floated?—into the holographic spire seamlessly.

As soon as she entered, the interior of the spire lit up with detailed visuals—hallways, portals, staircases, teleportation circles, rooms labeled with neat glowing text.

The entire hall leaned forward collectively, watching the miniature guide begin her silent but animated tour through the interior.

Rhaena spread her arms proudly.

"Rhaena Junior will walk us through every important part of the Main Spire," she explained.

Mini Rhaena waved again, then pointed at a glowing corridor, labels popping up in its wake.

"Well then," Rhaena said, stepping aside to let the hologram take center stage, "sit back and enjoy. The spire is large, and you need to know it well."

The hall fell silent as the tour began.

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