When the magic branch of the elves became entangled, there was chaos, being a race where the bread and butter is to use magic at least once a day, it was a week full of terror, they didn't know what to do, each and every elf was unable to use a single spell.
Yes sure, they could still store mana from their environment and in nature in their body as they normally would to level up.
But the magic they had been using for over 600 years was gone or so they thought.
They prayed to their god, they begged him for answers to their questions, even the Kings came to his temple for answers, already their subjects and brothers were in a state of disarray and chaos, they did not know what was going on, they knew their citizens lacked the magic that had been with them from the beginning.
The kings had no such drawbacks, that was because they had the same blood of a god, they were direct children of a god and therefore not subject to the same rules as the 'Mortal' beings, so to speak, they are what is commonly called 'Legend'.
Very powerful beings, so powerful that there are only 12 beings in the world classified in Legend Rank, they are the only ones who have the opportunity to transcend to divinity, but for that, there is still more road to travel in their still long lives, roads full of unexpected events, love, war, peace and destruction.
And as it is public knowledge and that every Person with a drop of wisdom knows, a path full of blood and losses, because for power, you have to sacrifice something and that something is blood.
Finally Aenorin, Eruantalo and Almare arrived at the temple to receive an answer from their father, and it did not take long for their father's answer.
A golden wave appeared next to the statue made for his father, as if space itself was at his mercy and could appear wherever he wished, Elohim crossed it and showed himself in all his holy glory before his children, his impressive 3.6 meters tall, his beauty that surpasses any Elf and his divine aura that dwarfs any giant Oak, giving to understand that he is a god to anyone who dares to look at him.
"Hello, my children" Elohim said graciously, even if he is somewhat irritated that the magical branch of the Elves is entangled, he is not going to show it and take it out on his children for an oversight of his in not thinking that there would be children between other races and his children, the Elves.
So when he saw that his worshipers and children were in chaos because of his carelessness, he lamented and reprimanded himself for that action so unbecoming of a god, not to see that obvious future problem.
And when he saw his sons who in an act of reason and understanding of his citizens falling into such chaos, declared in their respective realm that they would go to see him at his temple thus consoling his people and causing him to prepare an answer for their obvious question.
"I have heard your questions and I have your answers" he said with a small smile of understanding, thus calming his children, though by sight Aenorin, Almare are genuinely calm and relaxed, Eruantalo is a tiny bit confused.
"I have seen how my children go into chaos because of a consequence of an oversight of mine in not seeing beyond the elves, that I did not consider the possibility of a possible union of other races with my children, the elves" he said with a slump of his shoulders, and a slightly tired smile, an apologetic action towards his children.
These seeing their father like this tried to take a step to comfort him and tell him that nothing was wrong, but he stopped them in their tracks with a wave of his hand.
"But I'm already applying for this problem, my estimate is a week for it to be functioning normally" he said with a slightly more animated tone, getting his children to relax at least a little.
Already knowing that in a short time things will be as before, they can take the time to rest even a little.
"And children" said their father, getting their attention again, to find themselves surprised by an animated smile from their father, "How have you been?" he said with undisguised allergy.
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In the week that followed Elohim managed to fix the magical elven branch and create a new one for possible cross-species offspring with the elves, thus making a beautiful sight resembling a miniature galaxy.
With time to spare and fresh ideas, he set out to investigate the other races he had in his memories, such as the dwarves and the Dragons, two very interesting and spectacular races to his point of view.
Thus arriving to the present, at the moment where Rave is about to teach his son the Ancestral wisdom, given by himself, the Elven Magic.
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[Pov +]
The Legendary Ranks-(The Elf Kings)
The disadvantages that the normal elves went through is because of that, they are in the rank where they are subject to laws, laws that are written in the same reality and universe.
Elf kings had no such drawbacks, that was because they had the same blood of a god, they were direct children of a god and therefore are not subject to the same rules of the 'Mortal' beings, so to speak, they are what is commonly called 'Legend'.
So having the same divine blood of their father they are not subject to the same branch of 'normal' magic that normal elves are subject to, they can control their own magic, their core is like a mini reactor that causes the surrounding mana to be absorbed by them and making it theirs to use.
And in doing so causes them to be quickly excluded from the normal Elven branch created by Elohim, but being able to use the same spells that normal elves use but with more power.
And even more since their blood being divine, makes them have even a drop of divinity, and that makes them not equal to the other legendary ranks, which would make it more difficult for them to circumvent the laws, but still some being able to achieve it.