Seline observed Elian carefully, her eyes reflecting a mix of wisdom and anticipation. "Young mage, to become truly great, you must specialize in a specific area of study. There are various paths you can choose, each with its unique challenges and rewards. You can become a healer, mending wounds and ailments. A paladin, defending the weak and upholding justice. A beast tamer or rider, forming a bond with magical creatures. Or a selective mage, delving into the mysteries of warlockry, necromancy, and more."
Elian pondered the options, weighing the responsibilities and potential outcomes of each. After a thoughtful moment, he looked up at Seline. "I choose to be a selective mage. The variety and versatility it offers appeal to me. I want to explore different facets of magic and be prepared for any challenge that comes my way."
Seline nodded approvingly. "A wise choice, Elian. As a selective mage, you'll unlock the secrets of various magical arts. Embrace the diversity of your studies, and it will shape you into a mage capable of confronting any foe."
With that decision made, Elian embarked on a journey of magical exploration, guided by Seline's expertise and his own determination to master the complexities of selective magic. The path ahead promised both discovery and challenges, as Elian sought to carve his own destiny in the mystical realms of magic.
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Elian immersed himself in the pages of the books Seline had provided, delving into the intricate details of selective mage arts. As he flipped through the ancient texts, he discovered the rich history and varied abilities that each specialization offered. He weighed the pros and cons, contemplating the essence of each magical path.
His eyes widened with excitement when he stumbled upon a particular section—Battle Mage. The description resonated with him, painting an image of a mage seamlessly blending martial prowess with magical arts. Elian's heart raced as he envisioned himself wielding both sword and spell, a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.
The revelation brought a genuine smile to Elian's face, and he eagerly shared his discovery with Seline. "Battle Mage! That's what I want to become. The idea of mastering both magic and combat is thrilling. It feels like the perfect fit for me."
Seline nodded, acknowledging his enthusiasm. "A Battle Mage is a formidable choice, Elian. The fusion of magic and martial skills grants you versatility in various situations. And here's some additional good news: within the realm of Battle Mage, you can further specialize in another aspect. Your journey is just beginning, and the possibilities are vast."
With newfound determination, Elian embraced the idea of becoming a Battle Mage, ready to embark on a training regimen that would shape him into a mage capable of wielding both arcane forces and the blade. The anticipation of honing his skills in the magical arts and combat fueled his eagerness for the challenges that lay ahead.
Seline began Elian's training in earnest, introducing him to the concept of magical proficiency stats. She explained that these stats reflected the depth of his experience and mastery in different magical disciplines. Elian listened attentively as Seline detailed the significance of each stat and how they would evolve over time.
"For instance, let's consider your current stats," Seline began, gesturing to the hypothetical figures. "Light magic: 4/10, Ice magic: 2/10, Flame magic: 2/10. These numbers represent your proficiency in each magical category. The higher the stat, the more adept you are in wielding that specific type of magic."
Elian nodded, absorbing the information. "So, the goal is to increase these stats over time through practice and learning?"
"Exactly," Seline affirmed. "As you continue your studies and engage in practical applications of magic, your stats will naturally improve. It's a reflection of your growth and mastery in the arcane arts. Keep in mind that versatility can be an asset, so don't hesitate to explore different magical paths."
Eager to see his progress, Elian committed himself to the training regimen that Seline had designed. He envisioned the day when his stats would stand as a testament to his dedication and skill in manipulating the forces of light, ice, and flame. The journey to becoming a proficient Battle Mage had just begun, and Elian embraced the challenge with determination.
Under the moonlit sky, Elian found himself drawn to the quiet solitude of the night. Stepping outside the cottage, he inhaled the crisp air, the tranquility of the village embracing him. As he gazed at the twinkling stars, thoughts of his magical stats occupied his mind.
In the stillness of the night, Elian pondered on the numbers that represented his current proficiency in light, ice, and flame magic. The realization of his perceived weakness unsettled him. The weight of responsibility pressed upon his shoulders, fueled by a burning desire to protect his loved ones.
"I can't afford to be weak," Elian whispered to himself, his breath visible in the cool night air. "I need to become stronger, not just for me, but for Grandma Aetheris, Elara, and everyone else."
In that moment of introspection, a vow formed within Elian's heart. He committed to relentless dedication and hard work, determined to enhance his magical stats and become a formidable Battle Mage. The urgency to shield those he cherished from any potential threat fueled his resolve.
With a resolute spirit, Elian returned to the cottage, the determination to strengthen his magical abilities guiding his every step. Little did he know that this quiet night would mark the beginning of his journey towards becoming a powerful mage, with the silent promise to protect and defend echoing in the stillness around him.