After spending about 2 hours with a cla.s.s of kids teaching them about cooking Dax sat down limply on the floor before breathing a deep sigh.

(What the h.e.l.l did I do to deserve this?)

(QUERY FROM OPERATOR CONFIRMED, ANSWER:-)

(That was not a question, please just let me suffer in silence…)

There was a time when Dax wanted to become a teacher, to guide and learn along with the youth, to lead them into bright futures and have an impact on their life. That was the sole thing Dax wanted to do for the rest of his long life, but such naive dreams quickly withered when he came into contact with the world. Once outside the qiton community Dax quickly learned what it meant to come from that isolated socially, the large and solid stature that he had proudly forged was viewed as an unsecure weapon waiting to go off in a crowd, turely the outside people only saw the genetically conditioned killed he learned to restrain. Forced to face reality he enlisted and soon forgot about that old dream, but now when he finally got to experience it the dream only had a sour and bitter taste that made Dax truly want to break everything around him.

"Ah it f.u.c.king itches…"

Another thing that was also ticking him off was the academies obligatory uniforms for teachers, for the first time in over 400 years Dax wore long pants (except for a vacuum suit of course) and he hated every single microsecond of it. Dax wore the standard male teacher uniform that consisted of a pair of black silk pants that he constantly kept itching on his legs, and a white s.h.i.+rt that he had rolled as far up as he was allowed to. Quickly cleaning up after cla.s.s Dax moved from the general students area of the magic academy into the restricted research wing to meet with the head researcher for the second time of the day.

"Hey, did you learn anything from the new data?"

Looking at the youth standing in front of him Dax was sure most people would mistake him for a research a.s.sistant, until he started talking that is.

"Yeah I have learned a lot I'm ready to test out, please take a seat. If my current hypothesis is correct I will be able to remove one more of the firewalls and learn a bit more about the internal structure."

Speaking rapidly with a large child like smile on his face Dax was pleased to see Victor still maintained his enthusiasm for discovery, even after having lost most of his memoires along with his sense of empathy. In the 2 years Dax hadn't seen him Victor's curly brown hair had grown even longer, that feature combined well with his dull blue eyes to give him a somewhat wild and uncept look one would expect from a mad scientist.

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"The new fix works, even if there is a few kincks."

As Dax took of his s.h.i.+rt he sat down on a large white circular pad that then lit up as Victor started his examination once more.

"What kicks?"

"I've mostly lost feeling in my toes, ICI states that its a forced feedback issue."

As Victor started the procedure the large pad Dax sat on started s.h.i.+ning light at a very specific wavelength, making scattered red circular and jagged magic formations that was cl.u.s.tered around Dax's chest visible to the naked eye.

"Ah that what was I expected, that along with what I'm seeing proves that the formation is not only self sustaining but also able to repair itself… See it? That and this formation a newly formed, must have happened when you were teaching cla.s.s."

"That matches up with when your fix stopped working yeah."

"I knew it."

While Victor looked at the formations in great detail as he quickly scribbled down notes serval adapted LIDAR arrays mounted on the wall of the room archived the curse's current formation with picometer accuracy.

"How is Iris?"

"She's sleeping. She was up all night implementing a new algorithm for the scanners that upped the resolution once again."

"When you see her tell her to take more care of her own body, she is still growing after all."

To help get rid of his curse Dax a.s.sembled a full team at the magic academy while turning it into a fortress with the full might of his drone army. Terra and Lux worked security while covertly looking for exposed routes of entry into the academy while Solaris, Victor and Iris worked to understand the curse with the goal of lifting it. Victor that had an innate mind for understanding spell formations with the help of the knowledge Dax's ICI unit had printed on his cerebral cortex while Iris a.s.sisted him in developing and implementing scanning and machine learning algorithms, and Solaris worked her way through sanctuary archives, searching for matching or similar formations.

"Are you still sure I should prioritize the movement restricting curse instead of fixing the curse of pain? Looking at these readings it looks like its above something that would kill any normal person, or at least drive them insane."

"Yeah I am, pain is pain. Even if it is numbing and interferes with my movements a bit this pain is nothing compared to when I had my ICI unit adjusted."

As Dax brought attention to the cybernetic implant that had replaced the upper part of his spine and fused to his central nerve system Victor could't imagine the pain that was involved with such a procedure.

"How did your first cla.s.s go?"

Changing the subject somewhat forcefully Victor put on a thin smile as he asked how Dax's first cla.s.s went.

"It went well, but I still don't want to do this at all."

"But this was the agreement we came to, I help you and you help me by supporting this place to the best of your ability."

"Yeah I know… I was just complaining a small bit."

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"That f.u.c.king brat!!!! You get me more ice!"

"Y-yes, right away!"

Meanwhile Andrew had spent the entire day refusing to go to cla.s.s, the reason was a gigantic black eye that tainted his perfect face. Having sent one of his minions away for more ice to treat the wound he still felt enraged as he spat out curses.

"That f.u.c.king brat! I'll definitely ruin her completely! And that f.u.c.king teacher too!? What the h.e.l.l does that b.i.t.c.h think she is!? f.u.c.k! WHERE'S MY ICE!!?"

Roaring in anger kept up his blood pressure, making the wound hurt more than it would otherwise, creating a feedback loop that only served to fan his anger.

"I WILL DEFINITELY MAKE THEM PAY!"