A young boy with dirty blonde hair, and hazel color eyes, dressed in the robes of Valhalla underneath it was a simple button-up shirt and some black trousers that matched with his black shoes. He was currently walking inside the training room. Many students inside Valhalla trained their spells with the various targets available inside the training room each ubicated in cubicles that students could enter.
As Abbadon walked inside the room many glanced at him but quickly looked away as they didn't want to get in contact with him. Abbadon ignored the stares and walked up to a cubicle where he could start his training.
From the outside, it seemed like a simple and small cubicle with a roof and a door where you could barely fit but once inside that perspective changed.
Inside the cubicle was a large room that Abbadon never imagined could fit inside such a narrow space. That's where magic came in, with a great space wizard things like this could be done.
"This is amazing!" Abbadon said as he felt the purity of the mana inside the cubicle was much better than the one inside the school.
As Abbadon looked at every target that was found in the cubicle he was surprised the way surprised on how spacious this white cubicle or room was. The targets that he found were many some were bullseyes while the others were some type of scarecrows.
"I should try and do some simple spells from the page I ripped off." Abbadon thought to himself.
Abbadon reached inside his robe and pulled out a folded piece of paper. As he slowly unfolded the piece of paper, large quantities of words were seen written on the paper with some sort of ink.
Abbadon read the content inside the paper so he could remember what to do and how to do the spell. after learning the content inside the piece of paper Abbadon reached for the wand he received after the talk with Orin a few days ago.
As he grabbed the wand from his robes he felt a strange connection with it as if the wand was an extension of his own body. As he flicked his wand and his mana flowed towards his wand he felt even more connected to the one it felt like the wand and he had become one.
As he envisioned the spell and said, "Ad cineres ure." A flame spear was instantly launched with an immense amount t of speed toward one of the bullseyes. Abbadon however felt weak he felt like all of his energy had left him.
Abbadon grabbed his chest tightly as he realized he had wasted all of his mana in this simple spell. "I guess I should start training daily now," Abbadon said to himself determined to cast this spell without depleting his whole mana.
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A week went by, and Abbadon began to train daily while still attending to all of his classes. All of his grades went back to normal from 6.5 to 9-9.5. But here is something that has been happening more frequently and that is that he still has that dream of trying to pick up a shiny item from afar. His surroundings are completely covered in the darkness and the only thing that gives light is that shiny item from afar.
Unfortunately, whenever Abbadon tries to walk towards that shiny item he always wakes up as he feels an extreme burden happening in his mind whenever he takes more than five steps.
Whenever he wakes up he wakes up with his heartbeat a bit shaken but it returns to normal after he takes a few quick breaths and then goes back to sleep.
Abbadon walked inside the training hall ready to enter a cubicle. As he entered the training room many students covered in sweat outside the cubicles glanced at him. Abbadon ignored all of the glances and walked to a cubicle that wasn't in use by someone and entered it.
As he entered the cubicle the sight from last week was much different than last time. This time it felt like he was in a completely different world. The previous white floor was replaced by beautiful green grass that seemed to extend endlessly.
As he looked up to the ceiling instead of the usual ceiling it was a beautiful sky covered in white fluffy clouds. As he tried to look for the bullseyes and the scarecrows he found nothing nor a sign of any of those.
Abbadon decided to walk, the door seemed to blend in with the surroundings but it was still visible so Abbadon could leave when he needed to.
As he walked bullseyes randomly appeared from the ground but after a few seconds, it went back to the ground leaving Abbadon confused.
Another bullseye appeared this time it appeared randomly in mid-air. After a few seconds, it disappeared again.
"So I have to hit them whenever they appear?" Abbadon thought to himself as he readied his wand.
As he prepared himself for the appearance of the next bulseye time seemed to past lower as Abbadopn concentrated himself.
FWOOSH!
This time a scarecrow appeared from the ground and Abbadon instantly chanted the spell he had been working on for the past week. "Ad cineres ure."
However, Abbadon was a second to slow. The scarecrow had already disappeared when the fire spell he had launched was near it.
Abbadon clicked his tongue and waited for the next bullseye or scarecrow to apparer.
FWOOSH!
This time a bullseye appeared in mid-air. Abbadon began chanting and released the spell instantly after he was done chanting.
This time his spell was at a much closer distance but it still wasn't able to hit its target as it had already disappeared.
Abbadon had wasted much of his mana as it still was very difficult to chant many spells for him he could chant no more than 5 spells before his mana depleted completely.
Again Abbadon redied himself before another appeared.
FWOOSH!
This time two bullseyes appeared. One was floating in mid-air while the other appeared beside Abbadon.
BAM!
The spell was able to hit the bullseye that stood in the middle of the air. Completely turning it into ashes as soon as the fire touched the flame. Abbadon tried redirecting his spell to hit the bullseye that had appeared right next to him but failed to and just wasted more mana.
"I used too much mana! I only have 3 spells left." Abbadon said to himself, his face was completely furrowed.
Abbadon took a deep breath and readied himself again. Another bulsey appeared but this time Abbadon ignored it and waited for the next one to appear.
The sound of a strong wind entered Abbadon's ears with an immediate response he began chanting and pointed his wand where his ears had detected the sound of the blowing wind.
Abbadon hit his target but as soon as it hit it. A scarecrow appeared. This time Abbadon concentrated on the fire that had already burned the bullseye and tried redirecting it towards the scarecrow.
BAM!
Abbadon had successfully hit both of his targets!
He fell to his knees with his breath completely shaken, his eyes trembled barely able to keep themselves open. It became more difficult for him to breath. He felt as if something or someone was grabbing his lungs trying to make them explode.
Abbadon paingullt grabebd hius chest. He began vomiting from the intense pain he was feeling. He wanted to faint but something kept him from doing so.
The pain only grew, his eyes were now bloodshot and his breath very weak. He could barely breath any oxygen and felt like he was definitely about to die.
THUM!
Abbadon's eyes suddenly closed.