Age: 12 Years (Gradual aging toward Academy arc at 15 years old.)
Power was not stagnant—it was ever-evolving, adapting, bending, shaping itself to those who mastered it.
And Lucien Silver Star was mastering more than just influence now.
His understanding of mind magic had deepened, his grip on noble politics tightened.
But tonight, he was delving into something far more dangerous, far more unpredictable.
Space magic—the manipulation of reality itself, the bending of distances, the twisting of dimensions.
A power that, if refined, could turn him into something beyond human understanding.
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### The First Ripples in Space
His magical training had grown meticulous.
Illusions? Perfected.
Mind control? Sharpened.
Mental intrusion? Refined.
But now, his focus shifted toward space, toward controlling movement, distance, presence itself.
Using his All-Seeing Eyes, he studied the ancient texts detailing forbidden techniques—the kind of magic that was rarely used because it was unstable, dangerous, impossible to predict fully.
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[Spell Experimentation – Active]
- Spatial Distortion: Warps surrounding space within a limited radius, causing objects to appear closer or farther than they actually are.
- Dimensional Step: Creates a short-range teleportation effect, allowing instant movement within a restricted distance.
- Reality Fracture: Temporarily disrupts existing physical properties, creating unstable anomalies that can cause environmental shifts.
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The Dimensional Step intrigued him the most.
Movement was control. Being able to disappear, reposition, escape, strike faster than sight could track—this was a power that would make him untouchable in battle.
And tonight, he would attempt it for the first time.
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### The First Attempt
The moonlit courtyard was silent, the air thick with magical energy as Lucien focused his mind, channeling the arcane patterns into his limbs.
He visualized the space between him and the nearest pillar—a mere six feet away.
Then, he shifted his magic, attempting to step into the void between distances, forcing reality to bend beneath his will.
A sharp pulse of energy ripped through the air.
For a moment, everything twisted—the stars shimmered, the ground seemed to stretch, the pillar blurred in his vision.
And then—he reappeared.
Not six feet forward as intended.
But twelve feet back.
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### Unstable But Functional
His breathing was steady, but his mind raced.
The spell had worked—but not correctly.
Instead of transporting him precisely, it had doubled the distance unpredictably, shifting space in ways that were not entirely under his control yet.
But this was progress.
The first step toward mastering something beyond noble comprehension.
And with refinement, with repetition, with precision, soon, even space itself would bend to his command.
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### The Next Phase of Control
His mastery over manipulation was no longer confined to minds and words alone.
Now, he was stepping toward controlling the fabric of reality itself, altering movement, shifting dimensions, ensuring that no enemy—no rival, no noble, no scholar—would ever truly be able to track or escape him.
This was a glimpse into the power he was destined to wield.
And soon, even the very laws of the world would no longer apply to him.