During his childhood years, Mr Perfect was known as Michael Rook and came from a Noble Family, but due to his condition, he caused his family a lot of trouble, but they still searched for a way to help him.
Simon Rook (Michael's Father): Dear, has the Mage arrived yet? (Simon asks as he enters his luxurious mansion)
Eleanor Rook (Michael's Mother): No Dear, he is yet to arrive. (Eleanor answers, before continuing to read her fashion magazine on the couch)
Simon Rook: I hope this Mage is able to help us, the last one was useless.
Eleanor Rook: He's a Gold Ranked Mage, one of the best in the kingdom.
Simon Rook: But do you think he can handle Michael? (Simon asks worriedly)
Eleanor Rook: He fights powerful Magic Beasts for a living, I'm pretty sure he can handle a nine year old.
Simon Rook: But this nine year old isn't a beast, he's a full blown monster. (Simon tells his wife anxiously)
Eleanor Rook: I know Michael is hard to deal with at times and I know he's even sent people to the hospital, but as his parents we must keep trying to help him, even though it seems impossible or pointless. (Eleanor tells Simon determinately)
Simon Rook: You're right dear, If this Mage doesn't succeed, then we'll hire a Platinum Ranked. It will cost a lot of money, but we're rich right? (Simon says with a smile)
Eleanor Rook: No amount is too much for our son. (Eleanor tells her husband as they embrace)
Jon The Butler: Sir, Madam. The Mage is here, shall I see him in? (Jon asks)
Simon Rook: Of course, bring him in! (Simon says happily)
Eleanor Rook: Finally. (Eleanor says with relief)
A few moments later
Stylish Jack (Gold Ranked Mage): Hello, I am Stylish Jack! Gold Ranked Mage that's glad to be at your service! (The man announces with a pose)
Simon Rook: What are you wearing? (Simon asks, for he was wearing clothes made from the skin and fur of Magic Beasts)
Stylish Jack: Only the best in fashion! I'm an Adventurer by day and a genius stylist by night!...My card. (He hands Eleanor his business card)...I see you're a woman of good taste, you will love my designs! (Jack says as he continues posing)
Eleanor Rook: That's enough, Please take a seat.
Stylish Jack: Okay! (He says as he takes a seat)
Simon Rook: The reason we hired you is to help with our son... You see he was once a very calm and well mannered boy, but then his magical abilities began to grow and it started to change him. He started being violent, rude, and most especially, terrifying. (Simon says in fear)
Eleanor Rook: We took him to the best doctors in the kingdom, and they all said the same thing. Michael's attitude was changing because of his high power level, he was just too strong for his own age, and unless he regularly releases some of that energy, he was going to get worse.
Simon Rook: That's when we got tutors, to teach him how to fight and release energy during training. But in only a short time he surpassed all his tutors, and became even harder to deal with. It was like he could learn and adapt to any situation easily, like his mind was too complex for anyone to grasp, some of the tutors even told me that my son was perfect, and would accomplish great things one day.....But, I want him to have a normal life, I want him to have friends and play with them like a regular boy, I don't want him to grow into a weapon that this kingdom will exploit.(Simon says with tears in his eyes)
Eleanor Rook: Take it easy dear, It will be alright....Mr Jack, we are entrusting you with our son here, please try your best to help him, and you will be rewarded handsomely. (Eleanor says emotionally)
Stylish Jack: I understand your situation and I swear to help your son get better, being a Mage I know a ton of ways to waste or overuse your magical energy, but for your son it won't be a waste, it'll be a solution! (Jack tells them confidently)
Simon Rook: (Wipes his tears) I'm putting my trust in you, don't fail me.
Stylish Jack: Of course, I never fail a client, It even says so on my card. (Jack says with a smile)
Eleanor Rook: Very well then. Jon, please bring Michael.
Jon: At once my lady. (Jon says as he leaves)
Stylish Jack: I can't wait to meet this little rascal. (Jack says excitedly)
Michael Rook: I'm already here. (Michael answers from the ceiling, for he was hanging there the whole time)
Stylish Jack: What the hell! (Jack yells as he watches Michael land from the high ceiling without sustaining a single injury)
Michael Rook: You must be the Mage. You seem strong, what rank are you? (Michael asks curiously)
Simon Rook: Michael, manners. (Simon cautions)
Michael Rook: Okay... Hello, I'm Michael, Its an honour to meet you. (Michael says politely)
Stylish Jack: (Thinks to himself) Now he's suddenly polite, this boy really is strange.
Michael Rook: Now that that's done, why don't we spar a little?! (Michael says excitedly)
Eleanor Rook: Michael, No. (Eleanor tells him sternly)
Stylish Jack: It's alright, I want to see how good he is firsthand, It will help me know how to handle him. (He then thinks to himself)...Once I beat this brat in a fight, he'll undoubtedly respect me, that will make it easier to control him. (Jack thinks fiendishly)
Jon returns from searching for Michael
Jon: Madam I can't find him...Oh, he must have been on the ceiling again. (Jon says with a frown after he notices Michael)
Michael Rook: Sorry Jon. (Michael tells him with a smile)
Stylish Jack: Come on kid, let's see what you're made of. (Jack says with a confident smile)
Michael Rook: Gladly. (Michael answers with a devious smirk)
The sparring match between Michael and Jack is about to begin, and each combatant gets ready to fight, outside the mansion.
Michael Rook: You didn't answer my question, what rank are you? (Michael asks as he stretches)
Stylish Jack: Gold. (Jack answers)
Michael Rook: Wow! I've never beaten a Gold Ranked Mage before, this is going to be fun.
Stylish Jack: Are you telling me you've fought and won against Silver and Bronze Ranked Mages?! (Jack asks in surprise)
Michael Rook: Yeah, there were lame though, but you're different, I can tell that you're strong, that will make beating you feel so much more rewarding.
Stylish Jack: Sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm not losing to a kid. (Jack says confidently)
Jon: Your sword sir. (Jon says as he hands Jack a sword)
Stylish Jack: Ah, Thank you. I'll be careful using it.
Jon goes over to Michael and hands him a wooden sword.
Stylish Jack: Hey! Why do I get a real sword while he gets a wooden one?, Give him a proper sword.
Jon: If I were to do that, he'll kill you with it. (The butler tells Jack ominously)...A word of advice sir, don't underestimate him, think of that weapon in his hands as a real sword, otherwise you'll lose badly. (Jon warns before he leaves)
Stylish Jack: (Thinks to himself) Is this kid really that scary? (Jack wonders anxiously)
Michael Rook: Let's have three matches, that way this fight won't end in disappointment.
Stylish Jack: What do you mean?
Michael Rook: I always win in the first match, so making it three matches gives you a chance to win.
Stylish Jack: So confident, why don't you attack then?
Michael Rook: Are you ready? (Michael asks)
Stylish Jack: Yeah.
Michael Rook: Are you sure you're ready? (Michael asks again)
Stylish Jack: I'm very sure I'm ready. (Jack answers again)
Michael Rook: Are you a hundred percent sure? (Michael asks with a smile)
Stylish Jack: Yes! Let's do this already! (Jack yells in annoyance)
Michael Rook: Very well, let's begin! (Michael says as he dashes towards Jack at incredible speeds)
Stylish Jack: He's fast, but not fast enough, I've got this in the bag. (Jack thinks as he prepares to attack)
Michael grabs sand in his approach and tosses it directly into Jack's eyes.
Stylish Jack: My eyes! (Jack yells in pain as he drops his sword)
Michael Rook: This match... Is over!!!!!!!(Michael yells as he kicks Jack in the groin, with all of his might and speed)
Jack screams in great pain and agony, and his screams are heard by Michael's parents, who were still in their living room.
Simon Rook: We were right not to watch the fight.
Eleanor Rook: Told you. (Eleanor tells her husband as they both ignore the screams, and try to enjoy their day)
Next: Jack Finds A Way.