William sat in the classroom with his bandaged hands resting on the desk, staring at Kai like his roommate had just told him the sky was green.
"Say that again," William said slowly.
"You've died sixteen times," Kai repeated, his voice flat. "I've watched you die sixteen times during the Inter-Academy competition. And each time you die, the world collapses and I wake up six months earlier. On the first day of term, every single time."
William's mind was racing,he was trying to process what he was hearing. Time loops. Repeated deaths. His antisocial roommate who barely left their room had actually been living through the same six months over and over, watching him die repeatedly.
"That's insane," William said.
"Yeah. It is." Kai leaned back against the wall. "But it's also true. You're a transmigrator, right? William Everett from London, PhD graduate, you woke up in this world as William Cross?"
William went cold. "How do you know that name?"
