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Khoa Huyễn
Having made it off the Yukikaze incident alive, Hoshino Shimo entered a strange growth spurt of her own. Determined to find out what exactly had happened to her, she went to see Dr. Steiner — and ran into someone she never expected to find there. Back on campus, Hoshino Shimo's too-eye-catching looks earned her no shortage of trouble. Which was precisely when Maki Kushima, freshly installed as Student Council President, handed her a new post. It wasn't just a job. It read more like an appointment certificate that trouble itself had signed for, in person. Just what kind of challenge is waiting for her? And this year, every second-year student is in for the most intense school trip in Academy history — Destination: Lunar City Copernicus. …That's right. The moon. Don't miss it.

Mạt Thế
In barren epochs beyond our fading lore, The Ancestors' fierce wrath shook the heavens' core . Great birds of cold iron cloaked the sky in flight, And burning spears pierced the sun’s blinding light. The sun fractured then, into stars without name, Raining down on the earth in a deluge of flame. The great land erupted, torn open in roars, As the boiling deep swallowed life on the shores. Black rain wept for months from the soot and the cloud, White snow bound the world in a frozen, grim shroud. To this very day, on the northern ice-shore, The realm slumbers deep in a winter evermore. The wise King Tyriand gazed up at the night, And raised the first bastion upon ruins of white. He taught the lost nomads to plow and to reap, And carved a ten-month order for the land to keep: The Sprout and Awakening—the seed’s fleeting breath, The Blazing Sun’s Bloom—summer defying death; The Harvest and Wither—where warmth takes its flight, The Wasteland and Frost—the cold rain’s bitter bite. When Silence and Evernight draw their dark veil, The world sinks in terror, its courage grown pale. The dwellers below clasp their hands for a spark, While guards on the Long Wall draw steel in the dark. For the demons of old from their ice-tombs awaken, To feast on the dawn of a kingdom forsaken.