The Guided School for Gifted Mages (Thepotatogod X Guardian Demon)

[Thepotatogod]

Legends...Stories we once heard; People who possess great power and had liberated our land from evil...We all know about how they liberated the 4 kingdoms from the creatures of Darkness which the world was engulfed in.


Decades had passed since the last legend had been made. The Kingdoms now rely on Mages to keep them safe, and technology had advanced enough for non-mages to help in their cause. Although there is a separate division for that.


However, this tale will partake on two special mages; They who'll become the new legends of this generation. . .Their prologue will begin soon...

 

[Thepotatogod]

'They see you as small and helpless...They see you as just a child...Surprised when they found out when a warrior will soon run wild.'


In the Kingdom of Venti, The School of Gifted Mages opened it's gates once more for those who wish to clarify themselves as Mages who can help the Kingdom when in need. A young man wearing a bland white polo, a black shirt and a grey scarf walked inside a magnificent looking brick building; Adorned with the finest of furniture and the luscious of flags. Such is the reputation of the school itself. Students seemed to roam freely around these halls, talking to one another as they wait for something. Arin was admitted here because of his ability to manipulate Darkness, which is rarely seen anymore in any of the kingdoms.


"...Why am i even here?" He sighed, shoving a hand into his pocket as he continued heading off further into the building; finding himself onto the courtyard.

 

[Mqueserasera]

Thea walked through the crowd, her dark hair was left loose on her simple white dress. It was no simple crowd, all of them were more or less talented in magic, gathering here to seek further knowledge on the mythical power. At the beginning, everyone was on equal footing and the strangeness from all corners of the land making them wary of each others. Yet they made way for the girl in the simple white attire. There was no banner, no fancy clothing nor servants in valets to declare a significant status, but Thea Arabella's look of confidence and the way she checked out people from left to right made her stand out enough for them to avoid getting involved with her . Someone with that much of confident is either arrogant or crazy to begin with. But soon, something else caught their attention as the official enrolling ceremony was signaled to begin.