As time pass by, Marco became a grown manyears passed, Marco has grown as a part of tradition, when a child reaches his/her fifteenth, a line will appear on the hand and this determines the magic that a child will possess. "Marco it's time, you must go to Parochial Church later. " Marco replies "I will, Father".As Marco walks, he is anticipating" What kind of powers will I possess? Maybe light, water, dunno"
As he reaches the place, he noticed that there are many like him, wanting to acquire such prowess. Silently standing from the corner, a person approaches him, "Hey, what are you doing idling in the corner, Rejoice for you shall receive power! "Marco replies" I'm happy just my face is gloomy "The person introduces itself, " I'm Ardmir Vlanch, and you? "" Marco, pleased to meet you"Then Ardmir pats him in shoulder"Lets be friends from now"he energetically said. "Yeah, let's be".
" Look, the professor is here, (points the professor) it will start"
"Good luck to both of us Ardmir, hope we can pass this"
"Fear not, for shall this is easy" (smiles)
Marco sighs as the crowd began to sink in silence