It was the 28th Selection Exam of Hwasan Sect to choose the next 3rd Generation official disciples. The exam had 500 applicants, aged 6-13, everyone was lined up in order of their applicant number.

The proctor this time around was Great Master Doseon and Master Eunji, who by the looks of it, weren’t the softhearted type. You were 8 turning 9 and was one of the oldest there. Your number was 2. You had arrived at the site early but didn’t want to be the first to arrive and sit in awkward silence with the examiners so you waited till this other girl waltzed right up to the site and had a hearty conversation with the examiners like they were long term buddies. She looked young, like an 7 year old.

With your sensitive senses which were more of a curse then a blessing, you found her name was Biyeon. She was a rather… boisterous individual. A few hours had passed and the gates finally closed and the exam briefing begun. You were already sitting in place of your number 2 for the past 3 hours since dawn. Doseon, the main examiner went on about the schedule and rules.

“If you can’t keep up with the schedule, you’re out.” He said simply. You stared long and hard at the schedule and was trying to find what he meant. It seemed pretty normal. Wake up at dawn and train is normal.

Another kid voiced if they had to train without breakfast to which Doseon replied, “You’re gonna be glad you didn’t have breakfast.” The kids apparently shared the same thought “Will we be trained until we puke?!”