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THRONELESS

Pengayom
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The endless World War had shattered the global order. Governments collapsed, oppression ran rampant, and society lost its way. Without education or morality, the world descended into the "Era of Thugs" where strength became the only law. For decades, the "Throne" the title for the ruler of this broken world remained empty. Not because no one desired it, but because no one was worthy of claiming it. In a newly independent nation called "Aswa", an ordinary teenager began his first year of high school. He arrived in Jakarta, the gathering place of Indonesia's most powerful delinquents. Yet instead of enrolling in the strongest school, Aswa chose the "weakest" a place reserved for the lowest caste of thugs. What is his goal? What could he possibly seek in a world whereonly the strong survive?
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Chapter 1 - The New School Year

Today marks the start of the new academic year, and many new students are ready to enter school—one of them being South Meruya High School, located in West Jakarta.

"A new school year begins? Who cares! Wait… isn't this the perfect opportunity for me? Hahaha!" A person with a shadow covering their face laughed maniacally in a dimly lit room.

The new students prepared to enter the school with high enthusiasm, hopeful for a fresh start and newfound confidence.

But all that vanished the moment they stepped inside. They walked with gloomy expressions, heads bowed low. The reason? It was obvious.

This school was no different from the others—ruled by delinquents. The upperclassmen stared at them like fresh prey. They bullied the weak, turning them into playthings, relishing in their cruelty.

Don't blame the world—it's just doing its job. The ones at fault are those born weak.

*Microphone static echoes.*

"Attention, all new students, please gather in the multipurpose hall immediately. I repeat, all new students must assemble in the multipurpose hall. Supervisors will guide you, so just follow their lead. Thank you."

The new students rushed toward the hall in a frenzy. Just then, an upperclassman grabbed one of them from the crowd.

"P-please, forgive me! I didn't do anything wrong! I'm sorry!" the student pleaded in fear.

Witnessing this, the other freshmen panicked, scrambling to get inside the hall as fast as possible. Fear, panic, and cowardice gripped them all.

"Look at them, trembling like scared little mice. Hahaha! Perfect. Just as planned. Let's go." The shadowed figure, surrounded by women, smirked.

*[Inside the Multipurpose Hall]*

A fat man in a black suit stepped onto the stage, with teachers standing stiffly behind him.

"Ahem! Welcome, new students! I am the principal of this school. So, what do you think of your first impression? Exciting, right? Of course! Starting today, you will become a gold mi—ahem—I mean, new students here! Give me an A+!"

The crowd erupted in applause, the noise shaking the entire hall.

"Alright, alright, you're making me blush. Anyway, congratulations on enrolling here. That's all I have to say. I'll take my leave now." The principal walked off.

Suddenly, from the back of the crowd— "Make way for the Boss!!"

A group of upperclassmen pushed through, forcing the freshmen to clear a path. The so-called "Boss" was a large, overweight guy, smoking as he swaggered onto the stage.

"Test, test—ugh, this mic's broken, you idiots! Replace it!"

The teachers flinched in fear as a staff member quickly handed him a new microphone.

"There, that's better. Listen up, you maggots. I'm the king of this school. Name's King Yudan. Keep it simple—starting tomorrow, each of you pays me 25k per day. That's it."

Meanwhile, outside the school gates, a lone figure stood staring at the entrance.

"So this is South Meruya High… my new school, huh?"

"Hey, who's that guy? He's been standing there forever," one upperclassman muttered.

"Weirdo. Wait, isn't that our uniform? But I've never seen him before. Is he a new student?"* another replied.

As the stranger stepped inside, he was immediately surrounded by upperclassmen.

"Yo, you a newbie or what?"

"Yeah, old man."

"Old man?! You wanna die?!" the upperclassman snarled.

"Oh, my bad. Thought you were old since your face looks ancient," the boy smirked.

*"You little shit!!"* The delinquent swung his fist.

*Whoosh—THUD!*

The boy blocked the punch with his foot. "Sorry, but I'm running late. Don't wanna get scolded."

Enraged, the others charged. *"DIE, BRAT!!"*

*Five minutes later…*

A gray-haired boy emerged from an alley near the school, dragging an unconscious body behind him. Blood stained his clothes as he dropped the thug and stepped through the gates.

Then, he froze.

"What the…? Eighty guys… knocked out?"

*TO BE CONTINUED…*