Sol frowned in concentration as he sat cross-legged on the grass while facing Freya who was also seated with her legs gathered under her.
Edea was currently in her house, at the beseech of Freya.
The fact that she had pink panties didn't really surprise him, nor the fact that she was utterly unashad to show him her underwear. No, what was bothering him was his elent.
It would have been one thing if his elent was sothing like tal or fire or lightning, but no, his elent was sothing super hard to grasp.
It wouldn't have been a problem if he was a full dragon. But as a hybrid, he didn't have the instinctual ability to use his elent. He needed to at least get a feel for it by himself before so sparse instinct began to kick in.
It has already been more than 3 hours since they sat like that, but Freya didn't seem particularly bothered. She was just looking at him with an empty gaze. It was particularly unnerving since she had seed so bubbly at first.
Feeling frustration at the fact that he was still unable to contact his elent, he let out a sigh of defeat as he laid down heavily.
Now facing the not so blinding artificial sun, he couldn't help but ask himself,
'How do I do it? What I am doing wrong?'
It was seriously frustrating. Even more so since his use of mana had been so easy until now.
Freya anwhile, still sat as she looked at him. For witches like her, patience was a virtue. She had modified her own body with science and magic so that biological needs such as eating, defecating, sleeping, and others were basically unnecessary.
She had been with their master/mother the longest out of any of her other siblings and as such had an even greater and almost fanatical Greed for knowledge.
That's why Sol was shaping more and more to be an absolutely interesting subject of research. His magic, his physique, his birth. Everything was new for her and she liked new things.
'Should I kidnap him?'
She had considered doing so many tis in the few hours she had observed him. Sol was a wonder who could make witchcraft and Biology evolve a great deal. The only thing stopping her was the fact that she would have all the Lustburg kingdom in her pursuit and that she might get hated by her sister.
'Well, perhaps I should simply get close to him.'
"Already tired?" She spoke for the first ti in hours.
Sol on the other simply answered, "Objective and thod."
"What do you an?" She tilted her head in wonder.
"A sage once said, “repeating the sa actions and expecting different results is the very definition of insanity.” Since my current actions don't bring results it ans my thod is wrong and I need to change it."
"Interesting quotes. What is the na of that sage? Perhaps I have t him?"
Sol forgot sotis that despite their young appearances Edea and Freya had witnessed the creation of this kingdom and were even alive long before it.
But how could he say that he was inspired by Einstein? He didn't want to lie either so he simply changed subjects.
"You should be able to help , right? After all, my magic is very similar to yours."
Freya gave out a mischievous smile, her earlier blank expression lting like a lie.
"Magic can be used in three different ways. One using absolute reasoning, this is witchcraft. One using faith, this is holy magic. The final one can be called bloodline magic as it is based on the species and such things. Hybrids are in a very weird situation. Their magic, if they inherit one, can be classed between bloodline magic and witchcraft."
Sol grimaced a little. It seed that all the witches liked sharing their knowledge a little too much. He just asked a simple question and he was getting a complete essay.
*Ahem*
"Oh~! Sorry sorry. So, in short, even though our magics are more or less similar, I can't do much for you about the initial phase. You need to feel it in your blood."
"...and that's why I have been seating for so long."
"Indeed. Hum. Then why don't you focus on an emotion? Bloodline magic affects heavily the personality of the user. Fire is generally related to anger or lust. Ice to calm etc."
Sol tilted his head. Confusion etched on his face.
"This is beautiful and all, but what kind of emotion does dinsional magic represent?"
Silence settled. This was the problem. Sol innate attribute was Dinsion magic.
As he said previously this was truly sothing close to space magic. But it could also be seen as an evolution or a derivation of space magic.
"Do you have any records of dinsion mages?"
"This is the thing. Dinsion magic is rare. Like, really really rare. Even I didn't reach the level of knowledge necessary to dabble with dinsion. So I am fucking jealous–oops! I an I am really intrigued."
Freya hides behind a chuckle. All witches hated bloodline mages. There was nothing more frustrating than studying years and years to master a specific type of magic while so barbar could just be born with an instinctual control of the sa magic.
'Well, nothing is fair in this world. Anyway, 99% of those so called genii died while we are still alive. So at the end of the day, innate talent isn't enough.'
Sol, unaware of Freya's thoughts, frowned.
"You didn't reach dinsional magic? But then, what about this?" he waved his hand vaguely, showing his surroundings. Edea world had been created with the help of Freya. He was pretty sure it was an alternative dinsion.
"Sigh. How to explain it?"
'Why does she act like an adult trying to explain math to a child?'
He felt a little offended. He wasn't that dumb, right?
"Well, this 'dinsion' or 'world' isn't really so. The best na would be folded space. I tweaked the interior of the tower and made it larger than it should be. Then Edea filled this world with her power, making it 'her world'. But this is in no way an alternate dinsion. The astral realm for example is an example of an alternate dinsion. No matter how powerful I beco. I can only use my power of space in the sa dinsion. Not through different ones."
She sighed wistfully at that. How she wished she could enter the Astral dinsion at will. There were so many things to explore. So many new knowledge to unearth.
'Well, he might be the key.'
Thinking so, she beca way more enthusiastic at the idea of teaching him.
"The first important thing to know is that all dinsion mages have at least one dinsion that is entirely their. You could say that it's born with the mage. This dinsion can be anything. From a habitable world to a world without life."
"...So the first step should be to connect to that dinsion?"
Sol stopped thinking and pondered. A rather bold idea forming in his mind.
'Perhaps I can visit earth one day?'
Discarding this thought, he took once again a cross-legged position and closed his eyes.
He didn't really know what kind of emotion could be related to sothing like dinsion, but what was a dinsion for him.
For him, a dinsion was endless and at the sa ti-limited.
A dinsion could also be related to the way we perceived our world.
Be it two dinsions or three dinsions. Be it another world or another space. They were all related to the word. Dinsion.
Sol fell deeper and deeper into concentration. He felt as if he was slowly falling into a sea.
His body began to sink deeper and deeper. His breathing beca laborious.
He was being disconnected from the world.
What is a dinsion?
An answer ca from his heart. It was in no way sothing he thought about.
"The other side of a mirror is a dinsion."
Then he felt it.
Opening his eyes, he looked at his unchanged surroundings as he stood up slowly.
It seed that nothing had changed. It seed that he was still in his initial place, Freya still stood in front of him, a puzzled expression on her face.
But he knew, deeply he knew.
Even though he was still in the sa place, even though Freya was still in front of him,
'He' wasn't really there.
Looking at Freya whose eyes went from confused, to surprised as she looked everywhere. He couldn't help but co with hundreds of applications to this dinsion.
It was a world that was the reflection of his normal one. A world he could sneak into but still see what was happening elsewhere.
It was his world. His dinsion. It was… The mirror realm.
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