A young man wearing a long grey robe leaned against the window on the second floor of the magic tower. His purple eyes hazily gazed towards the two-horned magic towers from a distance. The world of wizardry was opening its arms, inviting him to discover in this world of mystery.
It was the second day that Abel had settled at Yveline magic tower. He was no longer wearing his luxury clothing and gowns. As a student of Sam, a rank five intermediate wizard, the magic tower demanded him to wear a long grey robe. He abandoned all the luxuries and status he used to have. Now, he was just an ordinary student of wizardry.
