In the City of Freyaan, close to the capital of the Kingdom Esnair, the crowd was impatient and excited, the streets were decorated, the bards came to sing the legends of the Gods, the angels, and the heroes.
From each part of the kingdom, many nobles, knights, merchants, and paladins visited to see the Grand Selection of Magus Academy, where each mage dreamed to visit once.
Every year the Ovyrus Magus Academy of Freyaan holds the grand selection in which many young mages take part, graduating from Ovyrus is enough to assure your impeccable strength in the kingdom.
The streets were crammed with people, there wasn't even space to put your foot, the streets were decorated, the roadside was turned into a festival fair, and roaming around these streets were many mage candidates, hoping to enter the biggest and the most distinguished Academy of the kingdom.
The expanse of the academy was no less of a town, consisting of many buildings, dorms, and Colosseum, the entry inside the Academy was a feat on its own, the four gates and a high circular wall made the outer of the Academy, was like a fortress.
Wandering around the alleys wearing a black hood
two visitors made their way to the third gate in the West of the academy,
"It's been a while since I've been here, now you know what you have to do, try not to stand out as much as possible, and always keep in mind,
Never tell your real name to anyone whatever happens,
Aaris."
The tall man uncovered his face, he was Serlin.
They returned to the Kingdom after spending two years in the Garden.
"We are already standing out everyone is looking at us, but still using a fake name and everything, do you think it's a good choice, it's been two years-"
Aaris removed the cloth, revealing his black and ruby-like scarlet eyes, they both dressed as nomads and dirty, standing in front of the gate with such appearance among the noble candidates who dressed finest for this big day and even the paladin's candidate were looking rich in front of them.
"It may have been two years since we left for The Garden, but still here even a thief from ages ago will not be forgotten by the teachers of this academy, also it was your wish to enroll here not mine."
Walking inside the gate to a large hallway they made their way to the enrollment window where a young lady sat to check for their entrance pass for the Grand selection.
"I know that there are still a few answers I need to know about myself and this kingdom," Aaris replied.
Walking forward Aaris shoulder was thumped by a young boy dressed in expensive attire with many servants around him and they both halted at their places glaring at each other,
"You dirty peasant! Are you blind! How dare you soil my clothes by touching them, don't you know when A Whitevon walk you should move from their way, and bow-"
The boy pulled Aaris' collar, but one of his attendants rested his hand on his shoulder and spoke, for an attendant, his aura was quite intimidating.
"Master Derek, forgive this boy and restrain yourself from one mistake and your name can be eliminated before General screening, please get hold of yourself.
"Tch… curse these idiots geezers putting us Noble blood along with these bugs, once I become an Emperor Mage I'll change this academy for good-" Derek said but interrupted by the Aaris before he could finish.
"An Emperor mage huh? Your name, your status, your wealth, nothing matters but only your potential, strength and will matter in the Ovyrus,
didn't you read about this in the rulebook before coming here?" Aaris grabbed Derek's wrist and freed his collar.
"YOU!-" brimming with rage Derek yelled,
"Derek!" His attendant yelled at Derek,
"Forgive me for my impudence, but please don't waste 5 years of hardships of yours and mine for such a minor thing now let's head to the screening before the allotted time limit." The attendant said and Derek clicked his tongue and released his collar,
"You better pray that you won't get selected for the Selection or else,
you're dead" With these words Derek walked away with his servants.
"What's the deal with him?"
Aaris looked at Serlin and asked,
"Hmm… So a Whitevon is also in the selection, they are the Nobles famous for their unique Lineage trait and their contempt behavior, you should be careful, it ain't gonna be less easy this year, as like he said if you want to get in me prepare to fight till death, so now you have to go on your own from here, I'll be on the guardian wing." Serlin said.
"I know, we should hurry, I haven't even got the seal on the entrance pass."
With this, Serlin walked away and Aaris to the Enrollment window,
"Good morning to you!
Please hand me your Entrance pass" The beautiful woman on the window greeted him, Aaris handed him his pass,
"What's your name?" She asked,
"Rise! Rise Kier" Aaris replied,
"What a unique name, now please walk to the Screen test chamber on the left ." She said and handed over his pass after marking the approved seal.
"I know, there is quite a story behind it," Aaris grabbed his pass and went inside the chamber.
Many boys and girls were waiting for their names in sweats for the test.
"Quite a mob we got here," Aaris thought in himself,
Then a loud voice yelled his name,
"Rise Kier!."