Dante’s Hell

Chapter 1: Day


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Town of Higez

In a small old house, a man was sitting in a wooden chair with his hand on his chin and a thoughtful expression.

"How did this happen? The last thing I remember is going to sleep normally"

Victor Dante, someone who had just graduated, thought about continuing his academic career only to find that he didn't have enough money for it, so he started looking for a teaching job, but without a major no one wanted to hire him. Faced with an impossible situation, he did what every poor, penniless man who still lives at home with his parents does, he turned to the Internet in the hope of finding some paid private tutoring.

After much searching and finding nothing, he went to sleep as usual, only to wake up with a transmigration.

"I am in another world".

Based on his reflection in the mirror he realized that his body was not the same as before, messy black hair, black pupils, unshaven beard, all of this coupled with a malnourished body.

The memories of the body were assimilated, the original self arrived here as a refugee who escaped the destruction of his village, being very lucky he picked up a bag of gold coins that some merchant dropped amidst the chaos, hid it and ran as far as he could until he found a group of survivors who were being escorted and joined them.

As for why protect a group of people on a 15-day journey?

It was the way.

With all the intelligence of his original self when he arrived in the city, he spent all the gold and bought a house in one of the poor areas, as expected, a skinny newcomer with a lot of money soon received a nightly visit that apparently allowed me to get here.

Like every isekai, a system was available for your use.

《Master

Your duties and responsibilities vary according to the age and abilities of your students.

Focus on selecting and developing skills for specific careers.

Examples of your common duties and responsibilities include:

Establishing and enforcing rules of behavior for students.

Preparing lessons, units and projects to complete learning objectives

Setting and communicating clear objectives for students

Adapting teaching methods and materials to meet interests and learning styles.

Working with students individually when they need extra help or attention

Leading parent-teacher conferences

Current Mission: As every two-dimensional Master, have 3 students.

Reward: Opening the Hero Academy.》

"I had heard the saying teacher for life before, but teacher even in the afterlife is new"

At some point in the development of this world there was a breach of dimensional protection causing Ether, a high purity energy, to contaminate everything, including of course people.

Since then everything has changed, the planet has undergone absurd changes, areas have grown, monsters are on the loose, plans have overlapped to create mystical realms and humans have developed supernatural abilities.

According to the original self, the maximum age of people can reach over 130 years, if it is someone powerful it can increase even more.

What is "someone powerful" you ask?

Well, the original self doesn't know the correct name, only that from birth people are contaminated by Ether and when they reach an age of 12-14 years an ability is awakened, those of high level are chosen for the public academies that have the best teachers, those of low level can choose to hire private teachers to try to compete for a spot, and the guys like the original self who never even awakened anything become just normal workers.

All those awakened are obliged to protect the city in their full capacity in case of invasion, but they don't have to act outside of it if they don't want to.

In a world where monsters live outside, and super-powered beings live with you, one truth is already embedded in everyone's mind: It is better to have power and have to protect the city, than to have no power and not be able to protect yourself.

Here is my current problem, I no longer have money, I no longer have powers, I no longer have the knowledge base of this world, and I no longer have a license, yes, those who think they are qualified to be a Master can take an exam to confirm their teaching abilities thus earning a license, not that it is not possible to teach without one, but who in their right mind would do that?

"Ah, what a headache"

《Warning

It has been detected that in 3 days the annual selection of the new city generation will be closed, please do not miss it.

Due to the host not having the style of a master, a chance of a draw has been made available to be used.》

"Style? That system doesn't look serious. Start the draw."

At the moment Victor gave the command a roulette wheel was projected in front of him, it was divided into several parts, each containing words like carefree, young, perverted, angry...

Before he could see everything it started spinning at such a great speed that it was no longer possible to see anything, and after a minute it stopped instantly.

"That's not how roulettes work, nor does physics work, wait, does physics still apply to a magic roulette wheel?"

《Selected: Relaxed.

Style drawn: Urahara Kisuke.

White hat with green stripes.

Green shirt and pants.

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Dark jacket sporting diamond patterns on its underside.

Sandals geta.

Do you want to pick up now?》

"Withdraw"

A small semi-transparent square appears in front of him in the same spot where the roulette wheel disappeared, ejecting everything in his face and disappearing.

Victor began to pick it up and analyze it, at least that's what he thought he was doing.

[Characteristics:

Always clean: Clothes that don't get dirty, if they do, they clean themselves automatically.

Improved resistance: Not getting naked is important.

Regeneration: Whenever damaged, they will regenerate automatically. Note: Complete destruction makes regeneration impossible].

"Awesome, now I have a total of 2 clothes to wear"

Stopping to look at the clothes he was wearing, torn shirt and shorts soiled with blood.

"I guess I only have one anyway"

Taking a shower and putting on his new clothes, Victor left the house and went to the central square, it was a little far away but nothing that would take that long.

He came here in search of some unsuspecting person who could explain what the hell the selection was.

Arriving at the square he saw a large number of people talking next to a bulletin board, approaching a man he asked:

"Hey man, what's going on that has so many people gathered?" While tapping him on the shoulder

The man turned to face Victor and looked him up and down.

"It's just that the announcement was made to close this year's awakened selection, three days later we'll find out who's rejected.

"Man I am completely lost, I come from a remote region you know, could you explain to me what is this selection?"

The man showed surprise for a moment and gave a small laugh.

"Relax, it's common for people who haven't lived in a city to not know how things work, you probably come from some village somewhere.

So I'll tell you what, when children awaken their abilities they go to the hall to make the identification, speaking of which, are you an awakened one?"

"Unfortunately not" Victor blushed with embarrassment as he scratched his cheek.

The man crossed his arms "Normally, from time to time a few appear, but still, when we awaken we already know our ability and its characteristics, but since there were people lying about it, a device was created that can read this information with the bearer's permission and create a form with a short introduction, so they could judge the growth potential. In the government database all this information will be used by the recruiters, those with medium to high potential are immediately sought out to start their training, the rest is left for someone else to select, everyone wants to change their life, and joining the academy is the first step.

Listening to the man speak Victor found it hard to believe that the selection model was so... messy, to say the least.

"So everyone will expect to be called without their homes, what if these children are kidnapped, or die because of it?"

Denying this the man continued, "No, no, there is a process to be followed, no one is just going to show up and take someone and disappear, everyone is registered and has their due responsibility, if any problems happen it will soon be known because every month you have to report to government headquarters, and then you will be investigated."

Victor's face hardened as he thought, I don't have a record.

The man understood and soon justified.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not monsters to tease kids for not being chosen, we've all been through it and know how they feel, we care about the closing date for what happens moments later, for example, last year I had a guy who awakened to be able to create feces in his hands, since the database doesn't tell you his ability, it just allocates it into a type and defines a potential, a lone Master chose him unwittingly, when the kid was rejected the man had to pay a fine, and for the entire next month the kid was throwing shit at the Master's house"

"What a shitty situation"

"Literally"

The two stared at each other for a few moments and started laughing.

After a while Victor thanked the man for his help and left, not before he mentioned how bad my fashion sense was.

"Now that I know more or less how it works, how can I participate?"

While thinking he finely realized that his clothes really drew attention, everyone who passed by looked at him from head to toe, but this was to be expected since the people of this world have a somewhat medieval aesthetic, in his memories he knows that there is aristocracy, not so strong to the point that they do as they please, but well established enough to not be affected by the pebleus, so in general people still dress in a very conservative way, in the end it is as if in my land I go out for a walk dressed as a clown.

Leaving thoughts of fashion aside, Victor noticed a guard passing by, he was wearing silver armor with a sword on his side.

Walking up to him Victor spoke up:

"Sir, excuse me, would you be able to inform me what I need to do to participate as a recruiter on selection day?"

Without changing his expression he replied in an indifferent voice as he pointed in a direction.

"Go straight down this street and turn left, there is a building with a front that says public organization."

Finishing speaking he continued walking without waiting for a response.

"And there I go."

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