GABRIEL
"Master Gabriel!"
" Master Gabriel!!".....
"master Gabriel!!, where are you?!!"
Its only been thirty minutes and they're already making a big fuss out of this.
Well, i have given it some thought for quite a while, should I go back, and put their troubled but all so kind heart's at ease, or just continue reading my book, either way it.... "Master Gabriel!!!"
.....Nahhh, am staying, let them run around for a bit longer. After all it's not like am enjoying it,( hehehehe).
Its been seven, no, ten years already now, and I've just finally got the hang of this, tiny body of mine. Movement was so much easier for me now, even if it took far longer than I expected to adjust....
As I continued to lean against this blue-like peculiar tree, it's bark shimmering against the sunlight as though brushed with silver dust. The air was alive with the sound of birds chirping loud and free....
Their weren't anything that I have in my previous life, thier small delicate bodies were cloaked in a soft coat of pink feathers, each plume seeming to shimmer faintly in the sunlight. Having streaks of deep violet, like the touch of twilight. Golden, gem like eyes glinted with curiosity, as they tilted there heads, slowly facing me...
Then they took off...soaring toward the balcony of my bedroom high above the castle gardens. As I watched them disappear beyond the railing, the memory of the birthday party Martha had arranged for me, about a week ago, came uninvited and lingered in the depths of my mind. It was a wonderful celebration that many children would love to have, The piles of presents i was provided ,the cake, the praise, as well as the constant monitoring and stares from the maidens truly made it feel... uncomfortable.
But for real i wasnt even going to run away, can't they just be relaxed? , yeah...I guess not
...and after all that, after all these years i still can't bring myself to call her.....
"Master Gabriel!!", guess they aren't giving up soon....oh well.
***
Over the past decade, I finally gathered the information I needed about this world. The land and kingdom I now live upon, Elandor , is one of the three kingdom's that make up the human realm or to be more specific, the giant continent located at the north and were man kind mostly thrive.
Apart from the human realm, there four different realms located beyond the borders of human realm. The Dwarven realm, the giant realm, the dragon realm and the...vampire realm...
"Whats next.... a realm of sexy succubus " I muttered half- joking, a smirk tugging at my lips ( hehehehe).
Ahem...anyway, each race in the world are born with mana, the source and fuel for the magic in this world. Mana is the invisible thread that binds not just the races of the world alone, no, but every living creature , every single drop of water, every single blade of the smallest grass, and the same air we breath has mana in it....
I slowly shifted into a meditative posture, drawing my mind into deep focus as I tried to sense my mana pool. According to the Encyclopedia of Mana, a person's mana reserves are largely determined by their bloodline, those born of powerful ancestry carry deeper, richer wells of mana, while weaker lines possess far less mana reserves.
I breathed low and steady, drawing each inhale as if afraid to disturb the silence within me. My focus narrowed, reaching out for the faintest trace of my mana. It was slow, agonizingly slow, and every time I came close, the shrill calls of the maidens broke my concentration!, scattering it like dust in the wind!...
I slowly closed my eyes again, letting the soft breeze brush against my skin, its gentle touch easing my frustration. Again and again, I tried sinking deeper into stillness, feeling the world quiet around me, until i finally had it, I caught it. A subtle hum within my chest, faint yet alive.
With deliberate intent, I drew that spark toward my left palm. I willed it into shape, trying to force it into something tangible, something I could see, even just a small glimpse of the attribute would be enough. In this world, every soul carries an attribute from birth; some command fire, others bend the wind, wield the light, or master countless other forces.
And now… it was time to discover mine.
***
The force surged into my palm, raw, wild and untamed.
I felt its weight, its heat, its strength. A faint, shimmering light flickered at my fingertips, bright yet oddly dim, and I couldn't help but feel a smile tug at my lips.
But then...fwsshhh!...the glow flared, and flames suddenly sprouted from my fingers. The fire roared violently, bursting outward with such force that it threw me backward.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The spell went completely astray, hurtling forward in a blazing arc. My body slammed against something hard, excruciating pain exploded at the back of my head, but before I lost my balance completely, my eyes caught something at the far distance.
Someone was there.
A boy.
No… not just any boy...his hair, pure white like fresh snow, caught the fire's glow as he moved. He was older than me, his expression calm, almost cold. With a swift motion, he split the incoming flames in two, the fire scattering harmlessly into the air.
My vision blurred. The world was spinning. I could barely register what had happened when another figure appeared beside him, slowly, as though time itself had slowed. Her face was fuzzy, but I heard her voice, distant yet clear enough to reach me.
"So… you're the third son," she murmured.
"I wonder… what your mark will be."
Darkness swallowed me before I could ask what she meant.