Wednesday: The Strongest Psychic

Monday arrived. Which meant the start of school. Luke woke up earlier than usual. He sat up in his bed and looked at the bag he had packed the night before.

'Summer went by so fast,' Luke thought with a grimace and sleepy face.

He didn't want to go to school. Any otaku soul who transmigrated would be happy to attend Nevermore, but he was not. He already hated school.

Getting up early, attending classes you don't like, mountains of homework, and a lot of other annoying things.

That is a normal school. Nevermore was worse than a regular school because it was a boarding school. You didn't go home until vacation. You had to live there for months.

You had to share a room with a person you wouldn't get along with, although this didn't bother Luke very much. After all, he lived in an orphanage with dozens of annoying kids.

"You don't look too happy about starting school," Edgar said, coming out of the collar.

"Of course not. Who the hell likes school?" asked Luke, standing up and starting to put on his Nevermore uniform.

"To your mother. In the early days, she always seemed so enthusiastic," Edgar replied, and Luke grimaced.

He barely had any memory of his mother in this world. In his previous life, his parents were barely home. They gave him money to buy whatever he wanted, and they were always working, so he never had much of a family bond.

However, his mother in this life gave her life to protect him. If it wasn't for her and his father he would have died. So, he felt empathy for her and hatred for those guilty of her murder.

He left his room and sat down at the table. Breakfast was already ready. Natasha sat sipping coffee while checking her cell phone.

'I won't have these delicious breakfasts anymore,' Luke thought regretfully. He had to admit that Natasha was an expert cook. Plus, she cooks his favorite dishes for him.

[Why that face?] asked Natasha, looking at Luke. The strange thing was that her mouth didn't move. Her lips were still closed.

Luke looked up from his delicious breakfast and looked at Natasha. He had clearly heard what Natasha asked even though Natasha didn't speak. This was the telepathy he had developed over the last while.

He never thought he could communicate through his mind with another person. All he had to do was to create a mental link with the person who did not have telepathy so that this person could talk to him whenever this person wanted.

The link is limited by the telepathic abilities of the caster. Currently Luke can only converse telepathically with a person, who is within 3km of him.

This is more than enough distance for a person in the same room and is the result of his training. Both Edgar and Natasha could not believe how fast he was progressing.

Another thing to keep in mind is that the link has a certain lifespan. If it is not renewed the telepath must create another link to continue connected and be able to converse through the mind.

Luke's current time was twenty days. After that, he must see Natasha and re-create a mind link so they can continue to converse telepathically.

According to Edgar, Luke's mother could create a link with a lifetime of a couple of years and a distance of 500km.

The blue aura's abilities were not only limited to mental communication. There was also photographic memory and many more useful and powerful abilities.

[Do I have to go to Nevermore? If we are separated it will be more dangerous] Luke said without moving his lips. Since he mastered this skill, they talked this way with Natasha to practice.

[You must go. By now they must be aware that you are in Jericho. If you don't get into Nevermore and stay here, they won't stay put. It will be dangerous. Your father was safe in his time at Nevermore] Natasha replied as she ate. Thanks to telepathy, she could eat and converse at the same time.

[On the other hand, it is important that you get the link to a distance of 15km. As for time, I can make regular visits with Larissa's help to replenish it] said Natasha.

[Yes...] said Luke without so much encouragement. He knew he had no choice but to attend school.

As for the 15km, they needed it because that was the distance from Jericho and Nevermore Academy. If Luke could get their link that distance they could communicate with Natasha while he was at Nevermore. This way they can converse at any time and instantly if something dangerous happens. Much more effective than a cell phone.

[In such a short time of training you have already achieved a distance of three kilometers and a lifespan of twenty days. You have a great talent] Natasha said with sincerity and surprise.

Natasha considered Sophie as her older sister (Luke's mother). Although they did not have a blood bond. So, she knew telepathic abilities very well. Sophie was a very talented telepath and was not as talented as Luke was at her age.

Besides, Luke not only trained his blue aura. He also possessed a yellow aura and spent time training for that aura. So, he dedicated less time compared to a person who can dedicate himself to training the only aura he possesses.

Another thing to note is that Luke started training his telepathic abilities at an advanced age, as he lived for thirteen years in a normie orphanage. Sophie, on the other hand, trained her blue aura from an earlier age.

[I know] Luke said smugly. His talent in the yellow aura was greater, although this was because he awakened it much earlier and used it more regularly.

[With that attitude you won't get friends] said Natasha.

She had noticed that Luke was odd, though to think this of an outcast was odd in itself, and even more so if he was a member of the Poe family. However, Luke was fourteen and odd even by teenage outcast standards.

[I don't need them] Luke said with a grimace and continued to eat his breakfast in silence. The only "friend" he had ever had in this world betrayed him and because of him, he was expelled from normie school.

After breakfast Natasha called for a cab, they loaded up their luggage and headed for Nevermore Academy.

The cab driver seemed a bit scared to take them to Nevermore Academy. It seemed that there was still prejudice from normies towards the outcasts or rather weirdos of society.

With a good payment everything was arranged, and he decided to accept the trip. The ride was about fifteen minutes. Again, he could see the gothic and imposing architecture of the academy. Only this time there was a large number of people unlike the first time it was empty.

The door was open, and the students were herding in with their parents or friends.

[Remember to train. I'll investigate those Spellman bastards] Natasha said through the mental link.

Luke nodded as he got out of the cab with his luggage. After saying goodbye briefly, Natasha returned to Jericho with the same cab.

Luke looked at the sea of people and students entering the academy with a slight frown on his hands he held his luggage. Unlike the boys and girls entering with their parents, he was alone, though this was not what bothered him.

"It sure is moving. Come on, walk. Maybe you'll get a girlfriend or something," Edgar commented in a mocking tone.

Luke grunted and started walking toward the grand entrance to Nevermore Academy. He still could not converse telepathically with Edgar. Since he was a ghost the degree of difficulty was higher. Since they function differently than a human or something like that Edgar explained to him.

He could observe a large number of students. Unlike him most of them had expectant faces, smiling and waiting to start a new stage in their lives.

'Why do they all look so normie?' Luke thought, walking around and observing the students. Even physically there wasn't much difference from the normies.

Only the faceless outcasts were different. They have no features on their faces. That is to say, they do not possess mouths, noses, and eyes. However, on their faces, you can discern the shape where the eyes, mouth, and nose should be. They do not have a flat face.

'What the hell is their advantage? I'd rather be a normie,' Luke thought in disgust, looking at a group of three faceless students. Maybe they have some secret ability or something.

As he brazenly watched the faceless ones who were oblivious, Luke heard a voice near him.

"Are you Luke Poe!?" asked the tone of voice that belonged to a girl.

"Yes! I can't be wrong. I follow you on Instagram," added the girl in a loud and enthusiastic tone.

Luke turned his head and could see a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. Her hair has blue highlights and pink highlights on the ends. She has light freckles and different-colored fingernails. She is wearing the traditional Nevermore uniform and is from the same year as Luke.

'Enid...' thought Luke with surprise. He never thought he would meet one of Wednesday's main characters so quickly. More surprising was that he didn't have to do anything.

Enid was looking at Luke with a big smile and a cheerful aura that seemed to envelop her in a shield of light. Completely different from Luke's aura and unfriendly face.

"Yeah... it's me," Luke replied after a few seconds. Enid was cuter than the memories he had, and he had a photographic memory.

"I knew it! Wait a minute..." said Enid as she started digging through her backpack. After a few seconds, she pulled out a book that Luke recognized very well: Carrie.

'She already has Carrie?' thought Luke in surprise. The publisher had gone to great lengths and brought Carrie forward for publication.

Last week it was published. Luke had to attend Jericho's largest bookstore to promote the book and sign autographs even though he wasn't really looking forward to this. In just one week since Carrie was published Luke's popularity on social networks increased a lot reaching 25 thousand followers on Instagram.

"Can I get an autograph? I'm one of your first fans. I couldn't attend the first book signing because I live in San Francisco," said Enid justifying herself.

'My fan?' thought Luke with a strange look on his face. If he thought about people who like the book, Carrie, he wouldn't think Enid was one of them. Her happy aura didn't fit Stephen King's horror literature or well his horror literature...

"Sure," Luke replied, taking the book and pen Enid gave him. The shame he felt for signing a book he plagiarized was getting further and further away, the more books he signed the less shame he felt.

'Sorry, Stephen... If you want revenge, I'm ready to face your avenging ghost,' thought Luke, finishing signing and handing the book back to Enid.

"Thank you," said Enid, looking at the signature with a big smile and sparkling eyes.

"You're welcome," replied Luke, looking around. He noticed that many people were pointing and whispering to each other as they watched him.

'This is not good,' Luke thought as he started to flee the place. He didn't like being the center of attention.

His escape mission failed. A girl and a boy stopped his pace and asked him the same question as Enid. Then they pulled out two copies of Carrie and he had to sign them.

He wanted to escape again, but more and more people came out asking him for autographs and even photos. Luke began to have a pale complexion, he didn't like being surrounded and enclosed by people he didn't know.

It was a bad idea to publish Carrie in an outcast school when your last name is Poe. One of the best-known surnames in the world of outcasts if not the best known and most popular.

'Too close!' thought Luke nervously, watching three faceless students approach him. Behind him a gaggle of students who appeared to be vampires by their pale complexion and dark glasses.

There was no room to escape. He was surrounded on all sides, and they all already had Carrie's book in their hands. How the hell did they buy it so fast?

At one point he felt someone grab him by the wrist and he started to run so he had no choice but to follow the person.

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