They say that there is a fine line between bravery and stupidity. As I stand here, in the middle of the forest, gazing at all the explosions far in the distance, I realize I may well have crossed that line, to a point of no return.
My name is Jòn, I am twenty eight years old, I could very well be described as your everyday ordinary guy. I have no talents or skills just an academic background and there has only been one thing that defines me and that is my lifelong obsession to become a mage. It's what I've wished for ever since I was little, it has always been my driving passion throughout my life, as I've constantly gathered knowledge about mages and travelled the world in the hopes of finding a way to make my dream come true.
After endless years of searching through dusty libraries and weathered books, I have finally found a way to do it.
What's the catch? I need to first win a tournament against the most powerful mages in the world. It probably sounds crazy, that's probably because it is. Because it's far to late to go back now, the only way to go now is forward.