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James stood at the podium, gazing down at the sea of adoring and admiring eyes below him. A satisfied smile crept onto his lips, a reflection of the fulfillment he felt. He could sense the eager young minds absorbing every word he spoke, whether it was his insights on history or the subtle hints he dropped, each one penetrating their hearts like a potent poison. James's voice was deep and magnetic, weaving an invisible net that effortlessly ensnared these naive souls.
He knew that this was everything he had longed for—the feeling of being revered by all, the thrill of having everyone gathered around him, their eyes fixed on him with unwavering intensity. It was something he had once possessed in his youth but had gradually lost to the passage of time. Now, he had reclaimed it all. What he craved was not just this superficial reverence but a deeper control over human hearts—the ability to manipulate others' emotions at will, granting him immense satisfaction.
He chuckled to himself, filled with a mad self-indulgence: "Yes, I'm back... I've returned to my youthful self... that omnipotent version of me..." James roared within, his thoughts brimming with arrogant pride. He knew all too well that this was the culmination of his long-held desires—the sensation of standing atop the peak once more, looking down upon all. This long-lost power surged through his veins like a hot current, making every cell in his body leap with exhilaration.
"I love this damn Blood Moon..." James laughed maniacally inside, filled with gratitude and reverence for that mysterious crimson light. He understood clearly that it was all thanks to that book, thanks to the enigmatic Blood Moon. The Blood Moon had granted him youthful looks and bestowed upon him even greater strength. This power not only restored him to his former glory but also brought about a mysterious intuition—he realized he could influence others, even manipulate their thoughts.
It seemed as though his words now possessed a special kind of magic. The students before him were like moths drawn to a flame, instinctively gravitating towards him, treating every word he uttered as gospel. He didn't need to resort to coercion or threats; a simple phrase from him could inspire boundless trust and admiration in them. A cold glint flickered in his eyes; the thrill of controlling others' minds felt intoxicatingly potent.
He discovered he could guide their emotions at will, making them feel joy, anxiety, or even fear. With just a glance, he could instill awe; with merely a smile, he could make them feel immensely honored. This sensation was akin to becoming a demon capable of quietly sowing dark seeds in others' hearts and slowly reaping their desires and loyalty.
James's laughter grew more frenzied within him as his fingers lightly tapped on the podium, as if orchestrating a symphony under his command. The sound resonated through the air with an incredible rhythm, drawing the students further into his spellbinding presence, their eyes shimmering with obsession and admiration. All of this made him sink deeper into the pleasure of wielding such power.
"I am the center of this world..." James silently told himself as his gaze swept over the students looking at him, eyes glinting with boundless ambition and desire. "I can have everything; I will have everything." His smile appeared particularly cold under the lights, as if behind that youthful and charming facade lay some unspeakable secret.
James's transformation captivated not only the young students but also drew in other professors from the department who found themselves unable to resist his allure. They unconsciously began to show him more warmth and closeness, as if the distance and barriers that once existed had vanished along with his rejuvenated appearance and newfound charisma.
Once upon a time, these professors had stood by William's side, believing that supporting this promising Department Chair was a wise choice. After all, William's drive and proactivity had allowed him to rise swiftly within the Department of History and become a trusted leader among them. However, as James reclaimed his youthful image, professors gradually realized that perhaps siding with William was not necessarily the best choice after all. James's former prestige was quietly returning; his years of accumulated academic depth complemented by his now revitalized appearance made him impossible to ignore.
It wasn't that William had lost all value; however, compared to James's current captivating charm, William appeared overly brash and forceful, lacking James's subtle yet magnetic appeal. James's humor, erudition, and even an indescribable aura of mystery prompted professors to reevaluate their previous choices. Now they were increasingly displaying positive attitudes toward James, actively discussing research projects with him and inviting him to various academic events. Those who had once been indifferent were now lingering outside his office door, eager to share in his wisdom and experience.
This wave even caught the attention of the Dean of the university. The Dean had always been keenly aware of academic dynamics; upon hearing about James's recent rise to prominence, he specifically invited James to serve as an ambassador for the school's general education program—a role symbolizing leadership and exemplarity responsible for organizing and coordinating professors across departments to promote holistic education principles. For James, this undoubtedly represented a significant opportunity to return to the center of power.
Soon, James stood in front of the camera, ready to record a promotional video for his role. He appeared calm and focused, as if he were born to face the public. Dressed in a simple dark suit with a meticulously tied tie, his smile was perfectly balanced—approachable yet authoritative.
In the video, James articulated the core philosophy of Holistic Education in concise terms: "Our goal is to cultivate well-rounded individuals, not just those who excel in a single field. We need reason and critical thinking; these are the guiding lights that lead humanity forward." His voice was deep and magnetic, with a rhythmic cadence that imbued each word with thoughtful power. His words cut through the confusion and doubts surrounding the current education system, striking directly at the heart.
"Knowledge is not merely the accumulation of facts; it is a way of understanding the world, a key to unlocking new perspectives." James's gaze pierced through the lens, as if he could see each student and professor watching the video. "Only through Holistic Education can we truly venture into the unknown and explore every inch of what lies ahead."
His tone was filled with profound charisma, each sentence crafted like a precious gem, carrying an irresistible allure. This declaration made him appear not just as a scholar but as a guide holding the lamp of wisdom.
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