Loyalty Education was a mandatory subject at the Loyalist Academy.
Although students were already screened for purity and loyalty during their entrance examinations, additional training was required post-admission. They needed to learn how to be loyal and how to dedicate everything to the Savior.
The course combined foundational sacred texts with ritualistic exercises, hypnosis, and extre environnt tests.
Results from these tests were ticulously recorded and beca a critical component in evaluating each student.
Failure to pass the loyalty tests resulted in expulsion from the academy.
To Eden, only the truly loyal were worth cultivating.
However, he wasn't entirely dismissive of those who faltered.
As long as they maintained basic loyalty, they could apply for a stricter reevaluation later. Passing that would grant them a second chance to prove their worth.
Even so, they would find it hard to compare with proper academy graduates.
After all, the na Loyalist Academy itself symbolized loyalty and excellence.
The students' IDs bore unique insignias, and their academic credits and deeds were recorded in detail, making them highly sought-after by various institutions.
Of course, this prestigious starting point rely set the stage. Success depended on personal effort and opportunity.
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Naval Academy: Public Classroom
In the classroom, young children attentively followed the loyalty lesson.
For them, the coursework wasn't overly challenging.
They watched videos, listened to stories, and learned basic rituals and hymns.
This approach was Eden's directive.
He believed exposing children to harsh training too early risked damaging their minds.
Instead, he wanted them to have a relatively joyful childhood at the academy, nurturing their interest in learning and instilling the seeds of loyalty.
A compassionate and benevolent Savior indeed!
On a chanical screen, a video of the great Savior in various heroic settings played.
The footage showcased Eden's fiery speeches, tactical command in battles, compassionate gestures among the populace, and monts of reverent worship.
Yes, Eden had long instructed his staff to ticulously record his finest monts.
The video displayed scenes from the Emperor's Ascension Festival.
Eden, clad in golden power armor, addressed the masses:
"By decree of the omniscient and omnipotent God-Emperor, I, His chosen Savior, swear this oath:
I shall pierce the darkness with my blade and lead Urth back into the light!"
As he declared his vow, the sword in his hand erupted in flas, a halo appeared above his laurel-crowned head, and his entire figure radiated divine brilliance.
The children stirred with excitent, but quickly settled back into silence.
Their wide-eyed gazes were glued to the Savior, their admiration evident.
Among the front-row students sat Shahim and Miliah, siblings who shared a desk.
With hands neatly folded on the table, they sat straight and upright.
For the first ti, they fully realized how extraordinary Uncle Eden was.
Shahim, in particular, kept a solemn expression, sitting even straighter than before—a posture taught by the Sister instructor.
He resolved to beco soone just as remarkable, ensuring he would never embarrass Uncle Eden.
Behind them, a boy nad Voladi watched the Savior with fervent eyes.
It was Eden who had saved his mother and brought happiness to their family.
Voladi had grown up hearing his mother Alira's stories about the Savior, fostering a deep reverence for him.
The video transitioned to a battle scene where Eden led the Guard against heretics.
Clad in radiant golden armor, he was a god of war incarnate.
"For Urth! For the children!"
The close-up captured his resolute gaze and unwavering courage.
Accompanied by a rousing soundtrack, Eden fearlessly charged, wielding his flaming sword to cut down alien monstrosities with unstoppable might.
The scene, though dramatized with professional cinematography and effects, stirred fervent emotions.
Even Eden, watching it himself, felt his blood boil.
"Damn, I look good!" he thought.
The children clenched their tiny fists instinctively, yearning to fight alongside the Savior against heretics.
When the video ended, the Sister teacher took to the podium.
Her expression was warm and gentle, though tinged with fanaticism—an unmistakable zealot.
"Children, would you like to hear the story of our great and rciful Savior?" she asked.
"Yes!" The children nodded enthusiastically.
The Sister raised her hand, calming them.
With devout yet theatrical fervor, she recounted the Savior's heroic deeds in vanquishing darkness and rescuing Urth.
Storytelling was humanity's most vital skill—our cultures, nations, economies, and laws all stemd from collective imagination conveyed through stories.
A powerful story could unite people, forge identity, and inspire devotion.
For religion, storytelling was paramount.
The legends of deities were crafted through tales, shaping unwavering faith and driving believers to selfless acts.
Recognizing this, Eden placed imnse value on storytelling.
Within the Tower Spire, dedicated teams docunted, wrote, and polished stories of the Savior.
The Ecclesiastical Church compiled these tales into sacred texts for dissemination.
Thanks to Eden's suggestions, these narratives were now shared through diverse channels, subtly embedding the Savior's influence in everyday life.
The Sister concluded her stirring tale of Eden's liberation of Urth, dabbing her eyes.
The children, too, were moved, their eyes glistening.
So rubbed their teary eyes with small hands.
The Sister patiently waited for them to regain composure before introducing the next segnt: Praying to the Savior.
Under her guidance, the children clasped their hands over their chests and closed their eyes.
They were to silently profess their loyalty and make a personal wish.
"Rember," she gently reminded, "your wish is just for the Savior. Don't share it with others."
"Okay!"
The children nodded earnestly, understanding the gravity of this mont.
Each pondered deeply before beginning their prayers.
Miliah wished for a world without villains, where everyone could be happy.
Shahim aspired to beco as great as Uncle Eden and restore the glory of the Godwin family.
Voladi hoped to earn glory and one day stand before the Savior with his mother—a lifelong dream of hers, even if it was just to say a single word to him.
Other children's wishes varied, with so as simple as endless treats of delicious starch bars.
As the prayers concluded, the final activity of the lesson began.
The Sister led the children in singing a hymn praising the Savior.
To the accompanint of sacred orchestral music, the children's innocent voices filled the classroom, occasionally off-key but endearing.
Outside the classroom, Eden listened patiently, a smile playing on his lips.
When the hymn ended, he turned and headed toward his next destination—the Gene-Warrior Academy, the cradle of new recruits for his Space Marine Chapter.
(End of Chapter)
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