Sheeran's Perspective:-

It was Mrs. Duncan! My Biology teacher! Then It hit me. She had joined the school just a week before I went to class 7th, and surprisingly she knew my name among all. This can't just be a coincidence and based on how much I know her, she being one of the elites here isn't a piece of very good news.

When she rested her gown on the blue throne, she took a look all around and spotted me. I don't know why but I was getting a feeling that a Biology question is on its way. Surprisingly things went a little weirder, she looked at me, and then at the most extreme corner to the right, as I peeped behind, I saw Heath and I needed no more explanation to understand the situation.

She gave me her signature 'Silence before the cyclone' smile, I was done with this, in a fit of anger I punched the chair adjacent to me, to the left side. "Very well!" I heard a soft voice yet high-pitched voice from behind. It was a middle-aged lady, wearing a brown overcoat, and a Gatsby. Beside her stood a girl, my age, dressed in a knee-length green skirt with a white top.

"We will sit elsewhere, dear. This city is filled with imbeciles, arrogant runts like him." She said commandingly. "Yes Ma'am" the girl replied. I realized that I should at least apologize and so I did "Ma'am I am extremely sorry but I-" "Frau Wilson, Guten Morgen! You can sit with us. The program has started." Steven said looking at them.

"That's so kind of you Steven! but this boy here thinks otherwise." She said in a catchy, high standard, perfect British accent. "Don't mind his actions Ma'am, he is my apprentice. If you say so I would like to apologize for his actions." Steven said, rolling his eyes upon me and giving me the expression of, '-Later'.

The Lady sat on the chair next to me, and the girl sat beside her.
The ceremony continued,
Next came,

Quentin Becquem, Red Pillar, Devil :- Egyn, 
A tall, white, British man with a red overcoat, and a pair of glasses.

Quincey Hillary, Yellow Pillar, Devil:- Azael,
She was a middle-aged lady, with a freckled face, a yellow gown, and a black English hat.

Henry Peril,  Pink Pillar, Devil:- Lycus
He was a stout man, with a long hat in a pink coat, and a red tie. The peculiar thing was, that one of his eyes was covered with an eye patch.

Halvdan Zero, Violet Pillar, Devil:- Leviathan
He looked like an Irish gentleman with a simple purple shirt and black trousers. He also gave a sort of good vibes as compared to the lot.

Allessandro Capone, Green Pillar, Devil :- Belial
A young man, just 5 to 6 years older than me, with Green robes, and Men's high heels entered the scene.

I got a huge shock when I saw the name of the 7th pillar on the Screen, it Read

Jagvinder Singh, Indigo pillar, Devil:- Gremory. And then entered Jaggs wearing a traditional Indian outfit, with an orange turban on.

I looked at Steven as everyone applauded for the Pillars. "Yeah, what else have you guys hiding from me?!" I said. "Well a lot of things," he said giving me his signature grin. After the short introduction of the guests, the anchor announced other citizens except for the Newbies to leave the hall.

"All the best, Sheeran. We will be waiting for you, outside on the campus. Just enjoy the experience, and yes tell us everything about it." Steven said. Noel and the Girls waved at me as they left the room with Steven and in return, I gave them a thumbs up.

Mrs. Wilson stood at the exit door along with the girl, she held her by the chin and whispered something in her ears, which of course I was not able to hear. After their conversation, Mrs. Wilson turned towards me, with an expressionless face, I looked to the other side and pretended that I saw nothing. Something felt fishy to me indeed.

The girl came and sat on her chair with her legs crossed, facing the stage. The anchor after talking to the Pillars came to the edge of the stage and closed his eyes. He lifted his right hand, while his eyes were still closed. "Move to either side of the hall please," He said to us and we followed.

After the area was cleared, he moved his right hand to his chest. Upon his action the chairs levitated and move to the entry door opposite the dais, in a very systematic and uniform way, and got arranged on their own, leaving a huge chunk of the area, in front of the dais. 

He then clapped his hands twice, and that is when something strange happened. The floor underneath us faced an instantaneous quake, which resided in less than 5 seconds, and the surrounding started turning foggy. 

After the area became visible again, I saw that the quadrangle was now covered with what looked like Yoga mats or stuff, and that too in a huge number. At the end of every Yoga, the mat was a white porcelain bowl kept. I don't know why, but I got a feeling that there was going to be a yoga session, in the garb of the so-called, 'Devil Identification' stuff.

"You can now assemble in this quadrangle please, adjacent to individual mats, and we will hence start the 'Devil Identification Ritual' " The anchor said, as the 'Great 7' got some time from warming their seats and got up. All of us, around 100 or so, gathered in the space. Each mat was colored in a creamy white color, where the porcelain bowl was camouflaged itself in it.

I silently came to one of the mats, and stood adjacent to it, and so did the others. Maybe because all of us were strangers to each other. "You can sit on the mats now, as soon as you will, the mat will change its color. They are called 'Mana Mats' which fuse with the users mana to radiate its color, which isn't visible to the user." Halvdan Zero, the Violet pillar said.

Unable to identify what was going on, I stepped on the Mat. As soon as I did so, everyone started looking at me, including the Pillars. I got a little nervous as I had Scopophobia [Fear of people looking at you], and surprised as well. It felt like, everyone had entered a creepy trance state as they won't take their eyes off me.

"Ahem- What is it, If I may ask?" I said as my voice filled the chamber, and echoed through it. Everyone came back to their senses including the people on the dais. I could see teens like me all around sitting on colorful mats, and it's kinda fun when you get to know about yourself from someone else. Sadly I couldn't get to know about myself at that very moment, and also get the answer to why everyone was staring at me.

"We will start the Ritual, now. But before that, I would like to tell you the procedure to be followed here." Henry Peril the pink pillar said. "First of all, you will be given a pencil and a notepad. Then you will consume the content kept in the bowl. It's a herb from South America, and yes I am talking about South America from our Native Earth. That's it. You'll see what will happen after the consumption." He completed.

"You can begin it now," Quincey Hillary the Pink Pillar said. All of us picked up the bowl, which had this Water substance in it, and which smelled like fresh lavender. I took a deep breath, hoped for the best and expected for the worst, and gulped it in one go.

After the consumption, everything felt normal to me, and so was the condition of everyone. Even the taste, seemed like normal water. 5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed, and nothing changed. Everyone was looking here and there, some were still looking at my Mat, which made me more restless to know which color it became, while the others sat idly, the boys checking out on girls and the girls checking out on boys.

About 15 minutes after the consumption, I heard a scream probably from a girl, coming from the corners of the room. It was the girl, in the green skirt, who came with Mrs. Wilson. She had started acting a bit strange. She was moving her head in a circular motion, with her eyes turning pure white, while sitting with her legs folded. She suddenly got up, with all her messed hair, and collapsed on the ground.

Similar incidents started to occur, everywhere around one by one, where people behaved like a Madman or Madwoman or whatever it's called, and fall asleep, except for me. One by one everyone in the room, was on their mats, sleeping, some of them had their notepad along with them while the others had thrown them far away in their Trans.

I looked around and there was a strange yet soothing silence. "What's with this brat?!" Allesandro, the Green pillar said. Jaggs made some signs with his hands. "You know it, Singh, we don't understand these hand signs," Quincey said. "He is telling that the boy, is Steven's Apprentice, you old hag!" Quentin said, as he closed his eyes and placed his middle finger and index finger of the left hand on the same side of his forehead, the 'Charles Xavier' style. "Are You kidding! Isn't he the same boy, who was found on 'Sero' ?" Quincey said. 

That is when I started feeling a tingling sensation, around the region behind my left ear. Suddenly, each part of my body started getting heavier and heavier, and I slipped into my Afternoon Siesta. As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw nothingness. There were these white-colored walls all around me, 'Am I dead? Is this heaven?' I asked myself. "You're more than alive, boy. And why do you think that you deserve heaven? It can be the other way round isn't it?" A rough voice, which was barely audible due to its bass, said.

"Who are you? and where am I?" I said. I got no answer in return instead the room around me which was white previously, started turning colorful. Shapes and patterns were forming, and recasting around me, at a very constant pace, to be exact, the periodicity was 2 seconds or so. My head was spinning, due to all those gradients of color, moving all around me.

'This is not the time to faint Sheeran!' another voice, a lot like mine said. I focused myself, and sat on the floor, with my legs folded, and closed my eyes to concentrate, I felt I was caught in a genjutsu or something. I remembered my training, arranged all my chakras linearly, and stabled my Mana flow. 

When I felt like I could handle everything, I opened my eyes. Surprisingly I found myself lying in a hut or something, roofs made of straw, and the walls made of baked bricks. I don't know why but that gave me a feeling of Nostalgia. Was it a Deja Vu, or some kind of dream again [Dream inside a dream, seriously?] I looked all around the room, with all of my senses on high alert.

After I sensed nothing dangerous I tried to get up. But the shocking part was I wasn't able to do so. I tried to lift my hands and legs but they won't respond. It sort of felt that someone had cut down the nerves joining my limbs and my brain. It was like they were there, but they weren't there.

After trying for the dozenth time I gave up. As my body started to relax, I felt some weight on my Stomach. When I refocused my vision, the sight I saw was nothing less than a nightmare. It was Natan again! For the third time now. The same kid with the white bag on his face, with heavy spots of blood. His hands were still tied to his back. He sat on the region between my arse and stomach and was looking at me. He then started laughing, just like back then in my previous dream.

"What the heck do you want? Why are you doing this?" I confronted him. "VIBGYOR!" He screamed at the top of his voice, and stopped laughing, it was silence all around once again. The scene around me suddenly shifted around me, and I was transported to my classroom, once again. This time it was just me and the Kunai lady, who was sitting next to me.

"Why are you guys after me? And who are you?" I asked as I got away from her and stood next to the window. She walked towards me, wearing the same grey top and black jeans when I first saw her at the beach, her hair tied behind. "We are the 'Cult of Antichrist' and we want VIBGYOR!!" she said. She moved her index finger through my face and said trying to seduce me, "We take what has been ours, and if we don't get it, well____. It will be your homework, to fill in the blanks." She said and pierced her index finger, in my left eye.

I cried in agony, holding both of my hands, covering my left eye, through which blood flowed at a disastrous rate. She came to me, picked me up, by my collar, took me to the Window, and said, "Goodbye, Sheeran till we meet again." saying so she pushed me out of the window. I closed my eyes, still in the flood of pain.

"Sorry Sheeran, I should have known it," The rough voice said, in the background while I was still free-falling, defying all the laws of physics. "Let's get to the point, I am the demon, living inside you and My name is___" His voice went silent when he was about to say his name. I was trying to analyze the situation, that is when I reached the ground and I woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I was back in the hall. I immediately got up and realized that my left eye, was still bleeding. I cried once again as the pain was unbearable. I looked all around and found no one in the hall, except for the Mrs Wilson girl, the anchor, and the pillars all looking toward me. "Calm down Sheeran, and let me diagnose you, please." the anchor said.

But I wasn't in the state, I raced towards the anchor and bumped into him. Both of us collapsed to the ground. I felt the tingling sensation once again and my eyelid started getting heavier. I sensed Quentin, walking toward me. He came to me and picked up the notepad, given to me. "So it is him, it is quite rare for him to pair with Yuris." He said. 

"Who is it?" I heard Jaggs's voice. "It is 'WENDIGO'. " Quentin said and my eyes closed.