ME, Magical Girl?
In this magic-suffused land, a girl had been forgotten by the world in a quiet corner. Clad in black, solitary as a weed pushing through stone cracks, she’d endured eighteen harsh winters and summers—lonely, stubborn, unseen. No one knew her true name. To them, she was only "Blackie": the magicless one, the world's outsider.
On her eighteenth year, a thread of dark mana, unlike anything before, stirred within her. Like lightning cleaving through a chaotic dream, it illuminated her path in an instant. Calm shattered—pursuit by black-clad figures erupted at the station, the gates of a prestigious magic academy swung open unexpectedly, and figures cloaked in secrets stepped into the dim light of her existence.
From overlooked dust to the storm's eye… Her magic adventure was quietly beginning.
"Take my mother's surname, Vane. So call me... Ellis Vane." The girl reached for the quill, its tip trailing shards of starlight in the twilight.
