Zoravec's heart raced as he sprinted towards the bus station, his backpack bouncing heavily against his back with each step. He had always been curious about his elent, but now that he couldn't miss the chance to know it from the elven healer. He had been waiting for this opportunity for months, Zoravec could not simply want to let go of the healer who probably was the only one aware of his elent.
As he arrived at the station, he saw the bus pulling away, its exhaust fus filling the air. Zoravec cursed under his breath and scanned the area for alternatives. "Fuck! I have to hurry up before they go back." His worry kept on growing like agitation, when he reached he saw an elven healer walking towards him. The elven healers was known for their ability to sense and amplify the powers of the students who attended the Institute. Zoravec approached him with a smile, his heart still pounding from his run.
"Excuse , sir" he said breathlessly. "I'm Zoravec, one of the applicants who passed the test, and I have a question about my elental power." The healer turned to him and smiled warmly acknowledging that he rembered him. "Of course, Zoravec. What can I help you with?"
"I am aware that you know about my lie about the fire elent," he said, holding up his hand to show the healer that there was no flickering fla in his palm. "As you can see I cannot wield fire and my elental slot was missing. Can you help knowing what it is?"
The healer nodded and took Zoravec' hand in hers. The elderly healer closed her eyes and chanted a soft, lodic incantation. Zoravec felt a surge of energy flow through his body, and a sharp pain in his chest grew stronger gradually making him crouch. However, he could not remove his hand from the healer's due to so unnatural strength.
"You have a strong connection to destruction," she said, opening her eyes. "But you need to learn how to control emotions better." The healer snapped opened his eyes as they both stood outside the institute. "However, after destruction there is always a new life which blooms."
Zoravec followed the healer into the realisation that his elent was truly a chaos. His excitent growing with each second knowing that he was a living weapon, a living bubble of energy like a bomb ticking. He couldn't wait to unlock the full potential of his elental power and beco a master.
"What do you an by that?" Zoravec was not sure what he ant by that but one thing was certain that he needed to be sure about controlling his emotions. Because they were the trigger for his energy outbursts. The elven healer smile with a aningful expression as he vaguely answered to him.
"You will co know about this soon. Just know that once in 100 years soone is born who wields chaos elent." Zoravec was stunned to hear that because he had no clue sothing like that could be related to his elent. But for so reason it made him wonder how precious his elent was and potentially what destruction could it cause.
'That ans my elent is rare and sothing for which others might manipulate .' Zoravec imdiately put two into two and it did make sense to him why the demoness could only feel his aura differently. Maybe his elent combined with the sex drive Zoravec's core was mysterious and stronger than other individuals of no matter what species.
"What should I do then? If what you are saying is true, then the institute cannot help . My elent is rare and they might not even have the scriptures, runes, whatsoever on it." Whatever Zoravec was saying was indeed correct, he had speculated during the results that all the applicants had commonly occuring elents.
The elven healer listened carefully to Zoravec's concerns and nodded in understanding. "You are right, Zoravec. It is possible that your elental power is rare and not well-docunted in the Institute's teachings. However, that does not an that we cannot help you. We can still work with you to develop your skills and understand how to control your power more effectively."
The elderly healer paused for a mont and then continued, "As for others potentially manipulating you because of your rare elent, that is a valid concern if that is what you are thinking. However, you can protect yourself by being cautious about who you share your abilities with and learning how to use them discreetly if necessary."
Zoravec considered his words carefully realising that he had to limit the people who will know about his elent. He had a lot more to hide now apart from the demoness, Hecate's newly found youth, Kate's transformation. Zoravec knew that he had a powerful gift which could easily get him revenge, but he also knew that it could make him the center of attention if any more fuck up happened.
He was determined to learn how to use his elent to its fullest potential while also being careful about who he shared it with. After all, the blood sucking ability of his due to being a vampire had already put his in trouble with the careless transformation of people around him. "Thank you," he said finally after a lot of thinking. "I appreciate your advice. I am ready to begin my training and learn more about my rare elental power."
Zoravec was aware that the healer had still not satiated his worry, which made him question the elf again. "However, sir, you still have not provided about the solution regarding no information on my elent." The healer could see his impatience and the thirst to know more, but that was not the right ti for him to know all the knowledge. Because if Zoravec was the one who could potentially save the world after destroying half of it, then he must learn the hard and dark ways first.
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