"Samsaric Vision," Lirian thought and peered into the fate string of Number 1.
It was like Lirian placed a key into a lock and the door slammed open, revealing a long corridor that stretched on seemingly forever, and the walls were filled with images, images of a baby girl, they showed the girl growing up until one day she started to attend the academy.
She was a girl of common birth, so she was picked on and bullied a lot, even more so because she was very talented, but there was just one person who made it bearable, it was the headmaster Telamon Dao.
As Lirian moved through the memories he saw that the girls name used to Alice, and she used to be in the same class as a prince candidate, and a very important one.
The prince candidate was the child of the empress so basically Lirian's elder brother, Lirian recognised him it was his mothers third son, he'd seen the portrait many times.
