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Having sat through the first class with no new information to show for it - and plenty of ti before his next one, Kaidus left the room and headed towards the library.
Reading had been sothing to occupy his ti and to gather knowledge about the current world, but his ultimate goal has always been to find out about what happened to the world, and how long he has been gone.
Being an Elite Academy, Kaidus was sure the library would hold so answers to his questions.
The Library had 4 floors with multiple sets of stairs connecting the different levels. He headed straight for the 3rd floor where he had spied a few historical tos while skimming through the building yesterday.
‘Fall of the Agrian Empire, Rules of History, Devils of the Past, Trials and Tribulations of the Godunul Principality, etc…’
Looking at the titles, none of them ca close to anything or place he has ever heard of.
Rules of history was about the suppressions and war between the different races three centuries ago, while Devils of the past rely identified mass murderers and tyrants of the past century. While the other books contained subjects that were irrelevant to his goal.
‘I need sothing even earlier than these.’ He concluded after looking through the books he had picked out. Luckily, this was but a small shelf in the third floor. He still has three years to peruse through everything in the library. Undaunted by the disappointnt, Kaidus made his way towards the 2nd class.
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The class for interdiate summoning was outside for a summoning demo.
Arriving, the number of students in the class was rely 6 students including him.
Three humans - two female and a male, a male Kovus, a female Gveril, and him.
It was surprising for him to see Gverils in the academy, but seeing how they the bore closest resemblance to humans, he understood.
The master quickly introduced him to everyone, and went on with her lesson. While the older students gave him looks of reproach.
“Summoning is not a ans to an end. It it’s a ans to help you reach that end. Abuse it, and you may find yourself unable to perform magic without the spirit’s help.”
The master said as she started reciting an incantation, then finally invoking it.
*SHWAK!!* A light spirit in the shape of a pegril – a type of bird with an exceptionally long antennae and wingspan – appeared.
“UWAA!” a male student muttered in awe at the sight of the spirit.
“As many of you may have surmised, I am a High Malgin. Only those who have reached the rank of Malgin are blessed by their spirits with the ability to summon them into the physical world as a familiar.” The Instructor specified.
“You all are extrely gifted, and the ti for your own summons will soon approach. Even if you may never be able to summon them as familiars, know that; just contracting them to help channel the mana from Lagus will make you a formidable mage.”
“Master, how many spirits are you contracted with?” The Gveril student questioned.
“I am currently contracted with 7 spirits, every elents except shadow and tal.”
“Is there a problem with contracting more than one of the sa elental?” a female student voiced.
“Yes. Although there are special cases where Malizurs have been able to contract more than one of the sa type of spirit, normally the limit is one type each. Anymore, and the spirits enter into conflict with each other.”
“What kind of conflict?” the sa student investigated.
“Being of the sa elent, they will try and absorb each other within the physical plane. Most circumstances result in the death of both spirits.” the master answered gravely.
…. Everyone had gone silent at the dark revelation.
“If there is no more questions, I would like for you to get into pairs and attempt a summoning. Luckily there are six of you, so that shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Are we to bind the spirit?” the Gveril student spoke up.
“No. This ti will not be the one where you bind your spirit. The practice is primarily to get in touch with the spirit world. If you are lucky, a spirit that has good affinity with you will make contact and link itself with your mind. If you are extrely lucky and the spirit chooses you, you will know.” the instructor explained the goal of the practice, along with so added anticipation.
“What about the incantation for the summoning?” The female student from earlier asked.
“Oh, right.”
Having disclosed the summoning incantation and the various thods of using it, the instructor took a seat on one of the many benches in the practice yard as spectator.
Having paired up with the Gveril, Kaidus was watching as his partner invoked the incantation to ease into Lagus and make contact with the spirits.
“Asiran! DEVO NAAGARTIAN! ENT FEIN-!” his partner was invoking the incantation for a fire spirit.
“AZAN! SURAN ENFREMS!” She yelled out her incantations.
Suddenly a ball of fla appeared in front of her, swirled about, and then vanished into her bosoms.
All the other students stared at the miraculous feat perford before them. Even the master who had been sitting down had stood up and was walking towards Kaidus’s pair, a look of astonishnt on her face.
The other two students who were going first invoked the incantation a second ti after having failed the first try. There was a sudden breeze that blew by indicating the contact with a wind elental, and cry of shock as the confirmation of connection with the lightning elental.
“That was incredible!” the three who had successfully made contact were happily talking amongst each other.
“I can’t believe it Rena, your spirit even ca out to greet you!” one of the female students bellowed excitedly.
“It looks like this year’s batch has so promise.” The master spoke with a smile on her face. “Now the next three.”
It was finally his turn.
Summoning was not sothing he had been practicing in this new life - due to the fact that he had enough power to distort and mold the world to however he want.
But this being a class for summoning, he closed his eyes and concentrated.
No incantation was invoked.
He aligned his mana and synchronized with the elents, the sensation ca easily – like reopening a window that he had just closed.
‘Master…’ a voice called to him.
“!!!” he threw open his eyes, panic and sudden realization dawned on him.
Two of the other students muffled their laughter, while Rena eyed him quizzically.
“Did you forget the incantation?” She asked.
“No. Sorry. Just feeling a bit unwell.” He replied.
“Go to the admissions building. Master Borus will see to you.” The master instructed “would you like so help to get there?” she added.
“It’s alright, I’ll be fine on my own.” Kaidus reassured as he heads towards the Admissions building.
Out of earshot,
“Hahahaha! Did you see that? It was like he had a panic attack.” the Kovus boy laughed.
“How did a peasant like that even get into Zorin?” one of the female students remarked.
“Well, we won’t be seeing much of him if he keeps that up.” The human boy added.
“Quite all of you. Proceed with the practice.” The master ordered.
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Having left the class half way, he had an abundant amount of ti until his next class. Instead of heading to the Admissions building, Kaidus headed straight to his room.
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Adalina was currently looking around in the 3rd ward market shopping for dinner. Anise was strapped to her back and ogling the shops while making incomprehensible conversation with the shoppers.
Anise had asked about Kaidus the day he left, and after hearing that he had gone sowhere, had cried herself to sleep that night. She had been asking about him incessantly for the past day only ending it this morning.
Today would be the third day her son was away from the house, and she was excessively worried for him.
She missed his tiny posture when he sat sluggishly by the window reading one of the many books he brought ho. Her conversations with him about the happenings around the 3rd ward, his ruse with Anise making her laugh, and even his progressively detailed explanations when she asked him about what he’s reading.
“How about we cook sothing nice tomorrow morning and give it to daddy to see if he can bring it to Kai?” Adalina asked, turning her head to the side to talk to Anise.
“Fo Anish too?” Anise asked.
“For Anise too.” Adalina replied, a smile on her face.
“UHN!” Anise nodded happily.
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“I see you are as busy as ever, Gelrin.” an older gentleman – although not as old as Gelrin - greeted the Old Knight Commander after intruding into his study.
“Pate? HAHAHA!” The old man was ecstatic at this reunion. “You should have sent words! I would have co to greet you at the gates!”
“There was no need for that. I wanted to see if you can still recognize an old man like .” Pate sneered at the old man.
“BWAHAHAHHA!!” the old man went into his fit of laughter.
“You haven’t aged a bit! There’s no way I wouldn’t recognize you.” Having cald down, the old man spoke.
“Has it already been six years since your last visit to Ferrent?”
“I was here two years ago, but circumstances did not avail myself to co pay you a visit. My apologies.” Pate gave an apologetic bow.
“Nonsense! The records you brought last ti has really helped in my research. I am grateful that you even bothered to visit at all!” Lord Gelrin spoke graciously.
“Please sit. We have much to catch up on!”
The two gents reminisced about their earlier days and eventually caught up onto current events.
With the pleasantries over with, business was starting.
“A little bird told that you recently took a child under your wings, going as far as showering him with an exorbitant amount of gifts and privileges?” Pate queried.
“I’ve done no such thing, but I did sponsor the child into Zorin.”
“Hoh? Zorin Academy?”
“The very one.”
“The bird also insinuated that the child played a large part in the recent incident at the plaza.” Pate said, sheepishly.
“Well, just who is this bird? Let know so that I may pay him his due respect with strangulation.” Gelrin jested.
“So, it is true.”
“Yes... Like I’ve told everyone who’s asked.
while I was on the brink of death, the child… kind of… sort of blew up the kalligor. He saved my life and those of my n.” Lord Gelrin spoke reluctant to fall into Pate’s pace.
“The child did it?” like a riddle, things were coming together at last.
“Yes. It was unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. You may think delusional, but after the boy was done, we could not even make out which pieces of the kalligor was which. Bones, flesh, scales, claws, everything had been shredded into pieces and blown about the plaza.”
“There was a flash of light…” Pate muttered.
“!!” it was now Gelrin who was curios. “How did you know?”
“I never told you, but six years ago I picked up a family of three - a husband, wife, and an infant child, from a small village in southern Darsus. My caravan had been assailed by bandits, and having given up myself and those in my charge for death, a blinding light seared our eyes. When next my vision ca to, I saw a scene of blood splattered all around us, and the young wife was holding her child to her breast.”
… Gelrin was shocked. ‘It was true.’ He thought to himself, about Adalina's declaration of the child’s capabilities ever since he was an infant.
“We in the caravan had thought the wife to be our savior… but if it was the child, then this is a completely different state of affairs. the asure of his abilities now that he’s older… exactly what would beco of such a person in the future…?” Pate spoke carefully and quietly as if talking to himself.
“…” the old lord himself was pondering the sa thing.
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A dank windowless chamber - filled with a surplus of artifacts and relics from ages past.
An old man was sitting at a desk recording newly acquired items via candle light. This has been his job for the past 40 years, and the work had beco sothing of a rhythm to him.
On his desk laid two pieces of tal. One - a circular shape with a face on it, and the other - a broken piece of a blade with runes carved along the edge.
As the old man jotted down descriptions and illustrated the two pieces of tals into his ledger, a dim light caught the corner of his eyes.
The object that was emitting the light was an old ebony dagger. The hilt was glowing with a dim light while the blade had started to ooze a shadowy miasma.
The object had never done anything like this in all the years since he began working there. Currently the 18th generation of keepers, knowledge about everything inside the room was sothing that he prided himself on. Yet this specific dagger was a mystery.
No one knew its origins or the person who founded the artifact, even his keeper predecessors had no knowledge pertaining to the dagger.
Being the only person allowed into the chamber, the old man was in a dilemma on how to approach this situation. Without any idea, he stood at a distance - unwilling to get in range of the miasma, watching to see what would happen.
The glow started getting brighter and brighter. The miasma that had been oozing now looked as if it was alive and started forming into sothing. Illuminated by the glow of the dagger’s hilt, the old man clearly saw the formation of an arm. The hand moved towards the dagger, and as soon as the misty hand grabbed onto the hilt, the weapon vanished in a flash of light.
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A sleek black dagger appears onto an open palm. A cloud of black fog started seeping out of the dagger and forms into a shadowy figure – a fully ford upper body while the legs retained a misty form.
" I… have been waiting… master…” The hazy figure spoke, as he bowed towards his master.
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