I Become A Mob Character In A Novel

[Samael Ashwood's POV]

"Name: Arthur Sycamore!; Race: Human; Affinity: Low-Wind."

"FAIL!"

"What! DO YOU EVEN WHO I AM? WHO MY FATHER IS?" The demanding voice cut through the air, dripping with arrogance. Arthur Sycamore, a tall and broad-shouldered young man, stood at the center of the platform, his face flushed with anger and disbelief. His outburst had drawn the attention of several students and examiners alike.

The lead examiner remained impassive, his gaze steady as he addressed Arthur. "The results of the evaluation are final. If you wish to contest them, you may do so through the appropriate channels but we will not care."

"pfft!"

At first, people tried to control but then-

"HAHAHAHAHA~"

"Hehehehe~"

"Fufufufufufuf~"

The crowd erupted into a mix of laughter and chuckles, the sound spreading like wildfire through the assembly of students. Arthur Sycamore, standing at the center of the platform, seethed with barely contained rage. His fists clenched tightly, and his eyes darted around the crowd, searching for the source of the mocking laughter.

"What a joke! The 'great' Arthur Sycamore, failing on the first trial!" someone shouted from the back, their voice dripping with sarcasm.

I shook my head slightly, watching the scene unfold with a detached sense of amusement. Arthur was typical of many in these trials—entitled, arrogant, and completely unprepared for failure. His reaction was predictable, almost scripted as if he believed his name alone would carry him through the competition.

Raven, standing beside me, smirked. "So much for daddy's connections. Looks like the Talent Evaluation doesn't care about who you know."

"Indeed," I replied, my gaze never leaving Arthur. "This trial is about more than just bloodlines or reputations. It's a test of true potential, and no amount of posturing will change that."

Arthur finally stormed off the platform, his face a mask of fury. The crowd parted for him, but no one offered any words of consolation. In a place like this, weakness was met with disdain, and failure was unforgiving.

The lead examiner, unfazed by the disruption, raised his hand again. "Next candidate."

The air shifted, the weight of the moment settling over the crowd once more as the next student approached the platform.

"Hai!"

A young girl stepped forward, her eyes brimming with quiet determination. Her small frame and delicate features contrasted sharply with the arrogance of Arthur Sycamore, but the energy around her was far more focused and composed. The crowd's attention shifted, and a hush fell over the students as they awaited her performance.

"Name: Aria Elwood! Race: Elf; Affinity: High-Earth."

The crystal orb held by the examiner glowed a deep green, resonating with Aria's magical energy. The ground beneath her feet seemed to hum in response to her affinity, a faint ripple of magic that radiated through the platform.

The examiner nodded, seemingly satisfied. "Pass."

A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd. Aria bowed slightly, her face calm but not smug. She stepped off the platform, her small victory in the Talent Evaluation earning her the respect of her peers, though she didn't seem interested in basking in it.

I made a mental note. She's one to watch. Elves rarely participate in these human-dominated events, and her affinity with Earth could prove useful in later trials.

As the evaluation continued, several more students stepped forward. Some passed with ease, their magical abilities or physical talents earning them a place in the next phase. Others, like Arthur, failed and were dismissed, often with similar reactions of disbelief or outrage.

It was becoming clear that this trial was weeding out those who relied on their name or connections rather than their own merit.

"Samael," Raven said, her voice low. "When do you plan on going up?"

I glanced at the thinning line of students. "Soon enough. Let's see a few more first."

Another student stepped forward, his name ringing out in the air. He was a tall, lanky young man with dark hair and a brooding expression.

"Name: Victor Reinhart! Race: Human; Affinity: Mid-Shadow."

Shadow magic was rare, and the crowd seemed intrigued. As the examiner held up the orb, it pulsed with a dark, swirling energy. Victor closed his eyes, focusing his power, and the shadows around him began to shift and dance.

"Pass."

There was a slight buzz of approval from the onlookers. Shadow magic, while powerful, was difficult to control, and Victor's display had been impressive.

"Now," I murmured, stepping forward.

I felt the eyes of my companions on me—Raven with her curious smirk, Liliana with her calm confidence, and Sionna with a flicker of nervousness that I could sense despite her composed expression.

"Place your hand on the orb," the lead examiner instructed, his eyes narrowing slightly as he glanced at me. He seemed to sense that I was different, though he likely couldn't place why. I stepped forward calmly, ignoring the whispers and curious stares from the students and spectators.

"Samael Ashwood," the examiner announced, his voice carrying over the crowd. "Race: D-DRAGON!!!"

The examiner lost his composure for a moment as he read the results on the orb. The crowd's murmurs grew louder, rippling through the assembly like a wave. Whispers of astonishment and awe filled the air, but I remained unfazed. I could sense the shift in atmosphere—my presence was clearly making an impact.

The lead examiner quickly regained his poise, though the surprise was still evident in his eyes. "Affinities?"

I took a deep breath, allowing the magic within me to flow through my fingertips and into the orb. The crystal responded immediately, its surface lighting up in a breathtaking array of colors. The display was a dance of celestial blues, radiant golds, deep shadows, and vibrant greens—a testament to my diverse magical affinities.

But before it could fully form-

CRACK!

BOOM!

The crystal orb shattered with a sharp crack, sending shards of glowing glass flying in all directions. A wave of shock rippled through the crowd as the light from the orb exploded outward, casting a surreal brilliance over the platform.

The examiner's eyes widened in disbelief as he stepped back, raising a protective barrier just in time to shield himself from the blast of energy. The crowd gasped, their murmurs turning into a cacophony of confusion and alarm.

I stood amidst the chaos, unperturbed. My magical aura had triggered an unforeseen reaction within the orb, a consequence of the intensity and complexity of my affinities. I could feel the residual energy crackling around me, a testament to the sheer force of my presence.

Raven, Liliana, and Sionna moved in closer, their expressions a mixture of concern and fascination. Raven's smirk had vanished, replaced by a look of intense curiosity. Liliana's eyes were focused, analyzing the situation with calm precision, while Sionna seemed both worried and awed by the display.

The lead examiner took a deep breath, regaining his composure as he addressed the crowd. "Please remain calm. We are currently assessing the situation."

He turned his gaze towards me, his eyes filled with a mix of respect and trepidation. "Samael Ashwood, it appears your magical energy has overwhelmed the crystal. This is unprecedented. But you— Pass!"

The lead examiner's announcement sent a wave of murmurs through the crowd, but it was the expression on his face that held the most weight. He was trying to mask his surprise, but it was clear that the spectacle of my magical display had left an indelible impression on him and the spectators.

"Pass!" The examiner's voice carried over the gathering, a mix of formality and reluctant admiration. The crowd's reactions were a blend of awe and curiosity. Some students stared with wide eyes, while others whispered animatedly among themselves.

I stepped back from the platform, the energy around me settling into a more controlled state. Raven, Liliana, and Sionna approached me, their expressions a mixture of relief and intrigue.

Raven raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. "Well, that was certainly a dramatic way to make an entrance. I guess they won't be questioning your capabilities any time soon."

Liliana nodded, her gaze thoughtful. "You handled that well. It's not every day that a magical artifact reacts like that. You've certainly set a new standard."

Sionna, her concern visibly eased, offered me a supportive smile. "I knew you'd be fine. It's just... they're all going to be watching you now. Be ready for more scrutiny."

I gave a nod of appreciation to each of them. "Thank you. I suppose that's to be expected. This trial is meant to reveal the true extent of our potential, and it seems I've done just that."

As the next candidate was called forward, I took a moment to survey the crowd. The energy in the air had shifted; the earlier tension and skepticism had transformed into a palpable sense of anticipation. I could feel the weight of their expectations, the newfound respect, and the inevitable curiosity about what lay ahead.

The trial continued, with candidates stepping forward, each showing varying degrees of skill and magical prowess. The atmosphere remained electric, with the previous explosion serving as a benchmark for what was considered extraordinary.

Eventually, the crowd began to thin out as the evaluation moved towards its final stages. I could see that some of the earlier candidates, who had performed well, were now exchanging glances and conversations with each other, no doubt sharing their thoughts on the surprising turn of events.

Raven fell into step beside me, her eyes scanning the remaining candidates. "So, what's your plan now? I assume you're not just here to make a grand impression."

I shrugged slightly, though a thoughtful look crossed my face. "The trials are just one part of this process. There are other aspects of the competition, and I'm more interested in seeing how the next phases unfold. It's important to understand not just the abilities of others but also the broader implications of this evaluation."

Liliana, ever perceptive, added, "And given what we've seen today, there's bound to be more intrigue and potential conflicts. It's a good opportunity to gauge the strengths and weaknesses of those who will be our competitors."

As the last of the candidates completed their evaluations and the crowd began to disperse The Talent Evaluation had certainly made its mark, but the true challenges lay ahead. It was a complex web of politics, rivalry, and hidden agendas, and I was ready to navigate it all, one step at a time.

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[To Be Continued]

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