Hello, everyone! My name is Michael and I'm 14 now. I admit this introduction might seem a bit ordinary, it reflects my life peaceful and simple, yet with its own unique charm. Let me share a bit more about myself, starting with how I look and who I am.
I have silver white hair that's always a little messy, but it suits me. My body is the kind you'd describe as fit—strong enough for anything life throws my way, but not overly muscular or bulky. It's the build of someone who's ready for action but also enjoys a fair share of laziness. My eyes, a deep ocean blue, often catch people 's attention. They hold a certain calmness, like a still sea under the morning sun. And my voice?
People often say it's soothing—warm, gentle, and calm, like peaceful music that makes you feel at ease.
When it comes to style, I keep things simple. A T-shirt, a pair of pants, and comfortable shoes are all I need. I've never been a fan of formal or fancy clothes—they're just too much trouble for someone as laid-back as I am. My family jokingly calls me the "panda" of the house, thanks to my love for relaxation and naps.
As for my hobbies, they might sound as quiet as my personality, but they're what make me happy. I love observing the world around me—people, nature, small details that others might miss. Reading books is another favorite pastime of mine; it feels like stepping into another world. Wandering through new places and discovering their secrets excites me, and when I'm home, you'll often find me engrossed in a good strategy game. I enjoy the challenge of planning and outsmarting opponents—it's like solving a living puzzle.
Now, let's talk about something I've never openly shared before: my magic. Like everyone else here, I'm gifted with a unique power. Mine is rare and extraordinary, but also a little... complicated. My magic is tied to two opposing elements: light and shadow.
With light, I can create objects—simple tools or intricate constructs—whatever I imagine. It's a versatile magic, useful and creative, and it's the part of my ability I show to others. But the shadows? That's a power I keep hidden, even from my family. My shadow magic is the exact opposite of creation. It can erase things—magical constructs, spells, even elements themselves. It's a power that feels both incredible and dangerous, so I choose to keep it a secret. Only I know the full extent of what I can do.
For now, I let the world see the surface of my light magic, the harmless creation of glowing objects. It's enough for them to believe they understand me. But deep down, I know there's more to my story than what I've let on. My connection to both light and shadow is a balance I'm still learning to understand, and perhaps one day, I'll find the courage to embrace all of it openly.
If you ask me about my past—what I've done in these fourteen years—there 's not much I'd openly share. I prefer to keep things simple and let the world see only what's necessary. Secrets, after all keep life from becoming complicated and tangled in ways I'd rather avoid. Still, there are some things I'll tell you, moments that shaped me into who I am today.
I was born on New Year's Eve, December 31, 1400. Yes, I know—what an ancient-sounding era, right? But that's the time I belong to. The night of my birth was unforgettable, not just for my family but for the entire village. Nature seemed to hold its breath and display its most magnificent beauty. The moon shone with an otherworldly brilliance, casting its light across rivers and forests, as if draping the land in liquid silver. Rare flowers, ones that bloom only once in a hundred years, opened their delicate petals that night, their soft glow adding to the magic. People said it was a sight no one had witnessed in more than a millennium—a divine spectacle that seemed to herald something extraordinary.
By the time I was five, I could read and understand books with a sharpness that surprised even my parents. Curiosity was my constant companion, and I spent countless hours poring over texts about magic,ancient spells, and the intricate patterns of magic circles. This early research, however, was my secret. I didn't want anyone to know how much I was learning on my own—it felt like a treasure I needed to guard.
As I grew older, my father began teaching me the ways of the bow. He started with the basics, ensuring I could master the traditional weapon before moving on to something more advanced—infusing magic into arrows. It was a meticulous process, combining precision and focus, and I found that I had a natural aptitude for it. These lessons weren't just about skill; they were bonding moments with my father, a man whose quiet strength and wisdom left a deep impression on me.
Our village also has a magic school, where children learn basic spells to make everyday life easier. For those who aspire to advance further in magic, the path leads to other cities or even the magic capital of our kingdom. I spent my early years mastering basic light magic at the village school. I even used my abilities to entertain others, crafting glowing stories out of light—simple shapes and characters that danced in the air, bringing smiles to the faces of children and adults alike. It was a small joy I allowed myself, even as I kept the true depths of my magic hidden.
One day, my father revealed a truth that changed how I saw him. He wasn't just a warrior; he held the highest position among them. He was one of the Nine Guardians, a legendary group tasked with protecting our kingdom from threats that no one can deal with.
To the village, though, he told a simpler story, claiming to be a general in the king's army. When I asked him why he kept such an incredible achievement a secret, he replied with calm conviction,"I don't want to attract danger to this village. My duty is to protect these innocent people, not bring harm to them." Hearing that, I blurted out,"I'll become a greater hero than you!"
My father didn't respond with words, just a warm smile and a pat on my head. But deep inside, I was serious. I wasn't 't just dreaming of surpassing him—I had a vision, a goal: I wanted to become one of the Nine Pillars.
The Nine Pillars are the strongest humans alive, a group that governs the very essence of magic. They set the rules for magic, oversee its use, and maintain order across the nine kingdoms of our world. To many, they are legends, unreachable and invincible. But for me, they are a destination. My father 's quiet strength inspired me, but my ambition stretches beyond even his incredible legacy.
This is only a piece of my story—a glimpse of who I've been and who I hope to become. There's more I'll share about the Nine Pillars and the path ahead, but for now, this is where my journey begins.