The full moon shimmering brightly in the sky, illuminating the Senghore mansion.
A shadow moved through the dense forest then jump up a large wall of the mansion, landing on the other side in a beautiful flowery garden.
As it reached the base of the mansion, it swiftly jump up in the air before landing on the balcony.
Pew... the figure was Kilan, he flopped into his bed exhausted from the use of his powers, his eyes were heavy as he looked at small wooden box on the table before drifting to sleep.
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Meanwhile somewhere in a large estate, the young man with red eyes walked into a dimly lit underground lair.
The walls were lined with intricate runes and torches flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows across the room.
Tap Tap Tap
His footsteps echoed through the room as he make his way towards a long staircase.
As he climbs he found a figure waiting in the entrance.
The man had messy blonde hair and dark green eyes.
He leaned casually against the wall with his hands crossed,a smirk playing on his lips.
"Welcome back, Elric" his voice was cheerful " how did your mission go?
Elric narrowed his red eyes at the man infront of him" it went well, if you need details ask my assistant he will explain the rest.
Elric didn't wait for the man to repile and went inside the office where he saw a middle-aged man sitting on a desk.
The room was filled with books and arranged papers piled together, the man wore a simple black suit, his black hair was neatly combed back and black eyes which were focused on the computer infront of him.
Elric walked towards his desk and greeted him " good evening Sir am here to report "
The man moved his gaze from the computer to him." So what were you able to find?
Elric explained in details about the summoning of the Gladine and the ritual which took approximately twenty people to succeed.
The man listened attentively without interrupting.
"That was all Sir, the cultists are being imprisoned in the underground cell.
The man nodded " good, live the rest to Malakai" then took out a letter from his drawer " its from your father"
Elric took the letter and bid farewell to the man, as he was about to walk out the man's voice sounded.
"Is there anything else you'll like to report "
The man's eyes didn't live the screen as he ask.
"No sir" Elric answered without turning his head, then left the office.
Closing the door, he found the same blonde haired man standing .
Elric did not mind him and walked towards his room, he sat on his bed and read his father's letter then a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
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Kilan woke up early in the morning to the sound of birds chirping outside the window, the sun was just beginning to rise, casting a soft glow into his bedroom.
After washing up, he dressed up in a simple black shirt and jeans then headed to the desk to retrieve the wooden box he eyed last night.
Sitting back on his bed, Kilan carefully opened the box and in it was a silver feather with symbols etched into the metal. Next to it was another box, smaller in size and finally, an old leather-bound book. The pages were yellowed with age, this book contains the information of all types of magic, the book was also a gift from his grandmother.
Flipping through the pages, Kilan saw the section dedicated to what he is looking for
'thunder manipulation'
In the description, thunder manipulation is one of the rare powers.
Its said that if the manipulator ranked level ten, it is capable of unleashing devastating storms and wield the highest level of thunder spells that could possibly destroy countless countries.
"Hmm.... judging by the his energy, he should be a fourth ranker".
The flow of his energy, his agility and combat skills are definitely incredible, judging by his body features he should be in his early twenties or so.
As his throughts drifts, a sudden realization strunk him.
My dagger!
He totally forgot to summon back his dagger, he quickly opened his palm to summon it back.
.... nothing happened
" what?"
Kilan was in disbelief, he tried again focusing his energy onto his palm not to no luck
'How is this possible' as he was about to make his third try, someone knocked.
"Come in " Kilan quickly hid the box under his bed and invited the guest in.
"Good morning young master, i hope you slept well " it was the butler sir Zenneth .
"Yes i did" Kilan answered him with thin smile.
"Breakfast is ready and the master is waiting for you"
"Alright am coming "Kilan decided to continue his summoning after he had breakfast.
In the large estate,Elric was looking at some documents when he suddenly saw the dagger glowing on the table then it abruptly stop.
"....."
Back to the mansion
Kilan greeted his uncle and sat on the lavish breakfast table, the maids quickly came over with trays of food and the two began their meal.
As they await desserts, uncle Macus suddenly cleared his throat.
"Kilan i have something to discuss with you"
Kilan who was drinking a freshly squeezed orange juice looked up.
Macus gestured sir Zenneth, who promptly handed Kilan a sealed envelope.
Kilan took the letter and examined it curiously. "What is this, uncle "he asked breaking the seal and unfolding the letter.
"An admission letter " Macus repiled looking happily at him.
Kilan's eyebrows furrowed hearing his words, as he scanned the content his brows tightens, it was official he was being enrolled in Saint Veniste Academy for boys.
Kilan couldn't contain himself and asked
"Why would you send me away to some boarding school "
Macus, wirh a grim expression on his face, took a deep breath before speaking.
"Kilan, the thing is...ever since your parents' tragic death, you've been living with your grandmother refusing to attend school again, being consumed by the need to find the killer, to seek revenge, your grandmother wanted you to have a chance at a normal life and so do i, to meet new people, to make friends and..." he pursed before he continue" to be your self again "
Kilan felt a lump form in his throat as his uncle words sank in.
'Indeed i have been consumed by the need for revenge, ever since my parents' had been brutally murder in our home, i have spend countless days and nights looking for clues as i grew'
As Kilan sat on his chair, a million thought racing through his mind. He flinched at the realization that his uncle was right. He had become obsessed with finding 'them' to the point where he could no longer be his cheerful old self. He had isolated himself from the world, pushing away his life in his single minded pursuit of vengeance.
Macus got up from his seat and went to Kilan's side.
He placed a hand on his shoulder, his eyes filled with empathy.
"I know this is difficult for you Kilan,but your grandmother and i wanted what's best for you and the future. This school could be a fresh start, please just give it a chance.
Even though his schooling is already decided Macus still wants to hear his nephew's opinion.
Kilan was silence for a moment, then looked up at his uncle and forced a smile.
"I'll give it a try uncle
Hearing his answer, Macus's face broke into a relieved smile and reached out to hug him
"The semester starts in one month, Macus said as he released kilan from his embrace.
"I'll help you get ready "
"Hahaha alright " Kilan answered and walks towards the stairs.
As he climbs the stairs, Macus called out to him.
"I was thinking if you and i could take a tour around the town in the afternoon" .
"Tour"?
"Yes but only if you want to, ok?"
Kilan though for a moment then nodded and continued to his room.
Finally alone, he leaned on the wall clenching the pendant on his neck.