"Every child in my village knew this words by heart. We would happily recite them over and over.
Each of us wished to become great masters that would one day command the power spoken of in the entry. We had all seen what a master could do.
Our village head was a master and the power He commanded was no joke.
He could level the entire village if he so wished. I admired him and wanted to be like him so much.
I therefore made sure to practice extra hard at my abilities.
My parents were both skilled ability users already in successful guilds.
The guild head was of course a master.
He treated them well and I always liked when he visited to have discussions with my parents. Rather than ask him to give me sweets, I would always ask him for new training tips.
Masters were not hard to find but there was a difference in power. Some had trained for millenia wile others were new to the concept.
It was therefore inevitable to have inhumane strength displayed by masters or just a small amount above normal
I grew up training hard. To become a master one had to undergo unsupervised tests. It was so complex that only nature could deem one worthy of becoming a master.
However there is one instance where nature may have been wrong.
About 130 years ago a lightning wielder was chosen as a master. After this he slowly started eliminating his fellow masters. He did so ruthlessly and one by one masters vanished and more often than not he was behind it.
So basically masters were not always good. Most wanted power others adventure and very few sought the secret behind the first master's words....."
By Umthrak