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He tried the door to the headmaster's office. Locked.

Sighing, Ray turned around in the empty halls of Beacon. He should have expected that, to be honest, since it didn't look like Monty was going to give any answers soon. Problem was, he was looking for answers. It was worth a try, anyway. The green-cloaked teenager shrugged, then noticed his Scroll. Unusual. Since when did that get there?

He pulled it out and a notification caught his eye. His dorm number. At least he had somewhere to sleep tonight. It was still quite early in the evening to be going to bed, the sun barely tinted with the lightest of orange. Oh, yes! He remembered the unique moons. At least he wanted to see that.

He walked out onto the balcony of the school, and using his semblance, leapt onto the roofs, eventually reaching the top of the tallest spire. Looking down, he saw the masses of students walking around, the chatter far down below reaching his ears. For a slight moment, he rejoiced the new world he was in. Ships scattered the skies above, humming calmly as they rolled in. The greenery extended far out to the sea, as far as he could see.

He didn't forget about the other side of Remnant, as a faint roar tainting the relative silence gave a sort of friendly reminder. Ray enjoyed the view for a few more seconds, then leapt down to the grounds. A few students looked on as he landed on the ground with a notable thump. He dusted off his cloak, then strolled into the main hall to get his first mission. After all, it wasn't the life of a Hunter without actually hunting.