Elpis Tournament

The cold Moscow wind brazenly sneaks under your clothes, making you shake from the cold. Although summer is now welcome, the lands of Mother Rus' are accompanied by strong winds, gloomy clouds and possible precipitation in the form of light summer rain. Today is June 12th. One of the best days for citizens of the Russian Federation, which is on par with the New Year. Birthday of the Russian Federation! Despite the cloudy weather, everyone is dressed in traditional attire. The three-color flag hangs everywhere, making your eyes wide open. Street musicians sing songs wishing glory and long-term prosperity for their homeland. Masters use watercolors to paint various symbols that are associated with this beautiful country, whose edges do not see the sun set. Even tourists are having fun getting into the essence of the holiday. So atmospheric... A young guy watches all this with a slight smile, accompanied by two pairs of moon-lilac eyes. Hiding in the building of a large library, he looks at joyful people through a panoramic window on the second floor. Not long hair, the color of Russian snow, and pale skin, natural for Slavic appearance, this can partially describe this young man. There is a stack of four books on the table. Under his hands is a red notepad with a yellow, ancestral pen, and away from them is a glass of cold coffee. Who knows, but apparently this guy understands the aesthetics of minimalism. Ringtone Notifications... The extra noise in the quiet environment of the library brought the guy out of his thoughts. The phone vibrates in the wide pocket of a black hoodie. We need to answer them... Having first taken out and then turned on the touch phone, he saw a platform that was renewed again and again. Messages come from almost all over the world, from the closest relatives to the most distant acquaintances. There are different emoticons with hearts, fireworks and stickers. But among so many good messages, one stood out with an aggressive red emoticon. This is from loved ones who can't wait to congratulate the birthday boy. 15 unread messages from user «Ukri» — I didn't think I was so popular Having skipped all the messages from above, the moon-eyed one immediately typed a short sentence, while smiling in reality. The answer did not take long to arrive. Immediately two checkmarks appeared and at the top the status «Printing...»

— Happy Birthday, brother

— You already congratulated me

— But you ignored the precious messages

She read it like an open book, causing Ros to chuckle. Ukraine is amazingly insightful. She knows everyone from «A» to «Z».

— Have you read the rest of the congratulations?

— Just got ready

— Well, well, know that I'm watching you

— Both your ears are damaged, as I understand it.

— Exactly.

— Now go and read the rest.

Having put a threatening point, the girl left the network. But the strong hint was understood and will not be ignored. All that remains is to thank and perhaps talk to everyone who sent congratulations. The premonition is set up for something grandiose, but it does not fit in with today's holiday.

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Rising up the elevator to a private floor of one of Moscow's skyscrapers, Russia felt freedom of feeling. The same emotions that were in the library until now have not gone away, but on the contrary; It's like they've grown up! Something like a state of ataraxia. Mixed with thoughts, Ros didn't even remember when he managed to change the human appearance of an «albino boy» to a hostile appearance with traces of a three-colored flag all over his face. The last thing that brought this dreamy man out of his subconscious was the pleasant ringing from the recorder and the abrupt stop of the elevator. And the door swung open. Without much delay, Ros left the cabin, looking around. Lilac eyes saw a familiar silhouette in front of the panoramic window. Long blond hair with a silver sheen, a familiar manner of speaking and waving his arms. — Aunt Anadyr! Without running like a man, it was as if air from a can had sprayed his body into a gaseous cloud. The body, in a state of gas, quickly moved in space and instantly found itself in front of the girl and took on its form. The first to begin to recover were the arms that immediately hugged Anadyr. The rest is already a familiar process. — God, hello little Rossi — the girl smiled pitifully, gently stroking the boy's head with one hand. - Happy birthday — Hah, I didn't expect to see you that day — Anadyr didn't expect to hear exactly this, which is why she awkwardly looked away. — I'm glad you came — despite everything, Ros also smiled brightly. He is too naive and soft. — Hm, Anadyr — the girl lazily looked up. Serious faces of older brothers who are part of the narrow circle of — Higher — — Is there something wrong? — There is an important conversation. Russia — arms crossed, Moscow lowered his head with a languid sigh. — Anadyr, I think it's better for you to tell him about this... — St. Petersburg added mysteriously. — I hate intrigue. Don't drag your feet and tell me what's the Matter — Ros responded irritably, tired of being an idiot who didn't know anything among them. Anadyr raised her palm, opening it wide. From the center of a white hand with blue stripes at the base of the fingers, water suddenly began to flow. The pressure began to take on power and was already flowing along the edges of the palm, forming an imitation of a waterfall. After three seconds of this magic, all the water that had previously flowed instantly rose to the top, creating something like a ball. While Anadyr created this like a professional, Russia watched the whole process with incredible interest. — Hold it — the girl slowly pulled her hand, along with the water ball, forward. Ros looked at the ball hesitantly at first. The question was spinning in my head: «What if I break it?» But all doubts instantly evaporated when he noticed Anadyr's irritated look. Although she does not have pupils, this does not mean that she cannot fully show emotions. Extending both hands, Ros carefully took the levitating ball, afraid of literally any unnecessary movement. It's not every day that life hands you strange things like this. — What is this? — Read. — responded Moscow, who was watching the process all the time. The lilac-eyed albino looked at the girl. She smiled softly, hinting: «there is nothing to be afraid of.» When the gaze returned back to the ball, letters from the Cyrillic alphabet alphabet were already floating intricately on it. They slowly huddled together, creating sentences. — When the sun shines at the center of the earth. The clock hands will show a straight line, and a portal will open between the human world and the Elpis Academy. After reading the last two words, the guy froze. — Get ready Russia, training at the Elpis Academy will begin soon Anadyr's white pupils seemed to be on fire. A laugh from Moscow was heard from the side and the proud gaze of St. Petersburg was felt. — At 12:30 Çorum time, a portal will open between the human world and Elpis Academy, they will come for you. — You need to give an answer... — You agree: you will study at the Elpis Academy, go through four seasons and become one of the participants in the Elpis Tournament. If you refuse: you will be given a «Rating» according to the Academy's standards. And we don't know what they are, so everything will be taken into account, from economics to politics. — But despite this, the choice is yours, Russian Federation...