[: Daniel's POV :]
A week has passed by and the academy was nothing like the School I used to know back in my past life.
Here, everything smelled of mana, metal, ink, sweat, and ambition.
Every corridor vibrated with magic, students muttering incantations, training spells echoing against reinforced walls, the crackle of spell matrices forming and collapsing.
I came here to learn… or so I told myself.
But maybe… I just wanted to feel like a person again, not someone that would fight against the worlds out there one day.
After the day we had lessons from Scarlett, the next day, the morning bell rang across the courtyard, and the air shimmered with excitement.
Our first practical lesson was Mana Enhancement and Application led by Instructor Dorian Hellcrest, a man whose stern gaze alone could make mountains kneel.
They say he once fought a dragon horde alone and returned with their broken horn.
He paced slowly before us.
