"I'm in a cave alone. All by myself. All I can hear are my thoug-"
"-Wahhhh!! Wahhh!!! Wahhhh!!!"
"Goddamit Arthur! I'm trying to meditate. Stop crying already! You're a man, aren't you? Sheesh. Give me a break."
"Goo ga?" Arthur had said confused.
"Yeah, I guess you are still a baby. Anyway, that's not the point. Tears are a sign of weakness to the enemy, and you, Arthur, are strong and must show no fear. Wind seems to be your strongest aptitude in magic, but even still, every other element is quite high also."
"Most people are lucky to be even born with at least one affinity to magic but it seems you have the four main elements. Luckily, you are fortunate to have a teacher who has theee four! However, there's more than just: Fire, Earth, Ice and wind."
"Gahh!!!" Arthur said excitedly.
"How old are you? About two? Anyways I'm going to teach you magic."
Sedah has opened his palm up in front of Arthur. Just then, a huge, sturdy sphere of wind accumulated in his palm.
"Look closely and listen! There are two types of magic wielders: Accumulators and Casters. Now an accumulator can take the magic around him and bring it forth, whereas a caster brings out an element from within themselves. Pretty simple right? Ahem! Now there are cases in which a person can be both an accumulator and a caster. Matter of fact your looking at him!"
"Gahhhh!!!" Arthur excitedly said as a solid sphere of wind formed, encapsulating his body, lifting and carrying him midair.
"Are you flying?!?!? Stop that right now! You'll hurt yourself you damm brat!"
Sedah had grabbed ahold of him before he flew any further towards the cave entrance.
"What kind of power do you hold, Arthur?"
Arthur grew, learning how to walk on two feet. In four years Arthur also learnt how to wield a sword. He learnt the basic fudamentals of magic. He learnt how to take on quests. Face monsters and hunt. Four years passed by in the blink of an eye...
"Goddamit! Where's Arthur ran off to?"
"Squakk!! Squuakk!!"
"Oh? What this? One of my ravens has returned to me, reporting to me about the burning of a village in Coldera... What is even scarier is that it was committed by a boy around the same age as Arthur, but to annihilate and incinerate a village full of Colderian people is quite a feat at that age. Nevermind that! Where are you, Arthur?!?!!"
Arthur was running through the forest at a quick pace; his feet enhanced by wind magic. Carrying a simple sword around his waist he jumped from branch to branch. Hunting for a Berauin.
Berauin. A type of monster with a body shaped like a bear but vastly larger in size. It had a horn that protruded from the centre of its head; sparks of thunder surrounded this horn. It has black skin covered by the leaves of the forest to camouflage on unsuspecting prey. Its piercing red eyes would leave any wandering human too scared to move.
Right now Arthur had picked up a C-class quest from the adventurers guild to gain more experience. Hunting for tracks and paw prints. Following it to a cave where he found three cubs snuggled together, all shaking and scared. A gargantuan shadowy figure loomed over Arthur and the three cubs.
One big, swift, great slash from the Berauin mother would've badly injured Arthur if he hadn't dodged away in the last second. Arthur's breath became heavy. He takes a second to analyze and trace the source of magic that was flowing from the mother berauin.
"The horn!" as soon as Arthur had realised its weak spot, he dashed forward with no hesitation, swinging his sword and separating the horn from the berauins' head.
"It's weakened! Now's my chance...Gahhh!!"
He unleashed a full overhead swing with all his might, slashing right through the Berauin's head skillfully. He then harvested the material from the corpse and dug to find the magic stones stored within the monster's body.
Magic stones are an essential part of adventuring. Found within monsters to make weapons and armour. It is better to harvest magic stones as other monsters can absorb these stones to become stronger.
"Finally! The jobs done now, I can go back to the village and collect my reward. Sweet!"
The cubs looked at the corpse of their dead mother. Saddened. Arthur took notice of this.
"They won't be able to survive in the wild... it's better to kill them right now, fast and quickly."
Blood had splattered onto Arthur's face.