Amidst the scarlet flame surrounded by collapsing buildings stood a figure of short height, with raven black hair, brown eyes, thick eyebrows, dressed in white shirt black pants, brown leather boots. His half-kneed on the ground, beneath where his knee was blood flows like a river.
His head hung down, and muttering softly, "blood…" he raised his head slightly when a blurry figure reflected in his brown eye. Suddenly, a scene shattered like a mirror.
In the silent room, a young man suddenly jolts awake from his sleep with a pale face, his eyes open wide, clearly showing his fear, anxiety, and confusion. He looked around in his bedroom, unable to cancel his anxiety. Realising something. He quickly got off his bed, ran toward the window, tied out curtains, pulled open the window, and suddenly a bright light shone through the window, lighting up the entire room with the morning sunlight.
Opening the window and taking in the warm sunlight, with the warm sunlight the feeling from before is gone. He took a deep breath and said, "It's the same dream again."
Suddenly, a knocking sound echoed from the door, and an elderly female voice rang out behind the door, "Young master, are you already awake?"
Beside the window, a young man who was addressed as a young master turned around and replied, "Yes, I am already awake."
Upon replying to his maid's questions, he hurriedly closed the curtains, and walked toward the door and opened it.
With a creaking sound, the door opens. standing In front of the door is a maid dressed in white shirt, and black skirt. She bowed slightly when seeing a young man, and she asked with a smile, "Young master, your food is already prepared in the hall."
"Does it include my favourite dish, alsta-fat chicken, and also green apple pie?"
The maid nodded her head with a smile and said, "Yes, everything is prepared."
For a moment, a young man, unable to cancel his joy, quickly ran towards the food hall,
The maid watched the back of the young man, who ran toward the food hall, like a bull seeing a red cape, and shook her head slightly.
A moment later, a young man arrived in a huge hall that had a desk on both sides of the wall with luxurious decoration. In the middle of the ceiling, hanging down a bright chandelier, illuminated the entire room with a bright light. In the middle of the hall, there is a long, mottled gray stone table. Each side of the table has a wooden chair. On the table, there were dishes with food that filled the hall with an aroma.
Seated at the end of the table is a man in his forties, wearing a black shirt and brown pants. On his face, there is a tiny scar on his right eye. With a thick black beard, brown eyes, and messy black hair, he gives off a sense of calm and knowledge. His name is Maverick Atraxia.
On the right side of his seat is a woman in her thirties, she is wearing a white dress, with blonde hair, her hair is tied out, she has thin eyebrows. Her name is Rosalie atraxia. She moves her head gently and looks at a young man who has arrived.
A smile flashed on Rosalie's face, and she said gently to a young man, "Marcus, come and take a seat. I ordered the chefs to cook your favourite dish today."
Marcus quickly ran toward the table and sat beside his mother. Seeing the food on the table, he couldn't help but gulp down his saliva.
Maverick watched his son eating, and asked with a plant expression, "Did you have a strange dream again?"
Marcus, with one hand holding a chicken leg and the other hand holding a pie, replied, "Yes, I dream about it again."
Since Marcus turned eight years old, he has frequently had nightmares about a collapsed building, blood-like lake, and a mysterious figure. This nightmare is engraved deep within his heart. Every time he awakens from that dream, he constantly feels fearful and confused.
After hearing his son's answered Maverick
Face turned slightly dark, and he said, "Besides, that blurry figure have you seen anyone else?"
"No." Marcus answered.
"Keep notifying me when you encounter that dream, and mention if anything abnormal happens in that dream."
Unable to hide his curiosity, Marcus asked, "Father, why am I always seeing the same dream again and again? I hear that in Aaliyah's dream is always changing, she mentions that in her dream, there are fairies who play with her, and a wonderful world filled with strange creatures."
Maverick seemed to avoid Marcus' doubts; instead, he changed the topic, "When you're done eating, don't forget to attend your class, it's already 9, your class is about to end."
Rosalie seems to notice something, she looks at Maverick, then moves her gaze to her son, she opens her mouth to speak something, but ultimately she closes her mouth and doesn't say anything.
Marcus nodded his head and quickly finished eating.
When he finished eating, a maid at the side of the hall walked over and brought Marcus to his bedroom, preparing for Marcus to attend his class.
Watching a maid bring Marcus to bathe Rosalie couldn't help but ask Maverick with curiosity, "Is there an abnormality with that dream?"
"Perhaps, it's not a dream but a revelation."
"Revelation?" Rosalie exclaimed.
"Yes"
Maverick stood up and said, "I need to inform this to the upper echelon."
In the bedroom, Marcus dressed in a white shirt and black pants, with 2 block hair, looked at himself in the mirror with a wide smile. Beside his right is a maid who was preparing his handbag for Marcus to attend his class.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Marcus turned his head to his maid and said, "How do I look today?"
The maid looked at her young master for a second and said with a smile, "You look like a superhero that comes from a novel."
"That's right, I'm a superhero who descends from a novel to save the world," Marcus said with joyful expressions.
Upon seeing this, the maid who was beside, curled up her lip slightly, unable to suppress her laugh.
When everything was prepared, with a creak, the door of the bedroom was opened, and a cheerful and confident Marcus stepped out of his bedroom with his maid behind him.
Following that, a maid led Marcus to his classroom. After walking for a while, a garden filled with fresh green grass enters their vision. In the garden there are fountains, plenty of mixed flowers, a tree filled with all kinds of fruit, and in the middle of the garden, there is a passway that leads to another hall.
After walking past a garden, there is a black door that leads inside. The maid bowed and walked away, leaving Marcus standing there.
After watching the maid walking away, Marcus opened the black door and walked inside.
Inside is a wide hall, and on each side of the hall is a long table. Come up with a wooden chair, standing in a row, sitting. There are all kinds of students with different genders, some have blonde hair, some have dark red hair. The other is mostly a black hair; below them is a dazzling golden chandelier that illuminates the entire hall with a bright light.
In front of the student is a black wooden board filled with all kinds of strange things. Standing beside it is an old man with white hair, a wrinkled face, on his face is glasses, and a brown eye that seems to hide all kinds of experience and wisdom. He was wearing an old white shirt, black pants, and a pair of black leather boots. He is a professor named Michael.
Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone's gaze landed on Marcus who was about to sneak to his seat.
Under everyone's gaze, Marcus stopped his actions with an awkward expression, he curled his lip slightly and said with a smile, "Heh…why did everyone look at me that way? It feels like I'm a thief."
"Quick, get to your seat, my class is about to end." Professor Michael Said with a calm tone.
"Yes, professor," Marcus replied.
He quickly ran toward his seat. Sitting with him was a girl; she had white, soft skin, her hair was long and tied up, her eyes were brown, she had a cute little face, she wore a white shirt with a black skirt, and she sat there looking at Marcus, who sat beside her silently.
Marcus, who had placed his handbag below his table and other hand pulled a book and quill from his handbag and laid it on the table, when his gaze met with the girl who was beside him.
He couldn't help but shout, "Eh…why are you looking at me? Is my charm already this powerful?"
"I thought you were already dead," Lilian said with a plain expression.
"How can I, a superhero and handsome man, die so easily?"
"Superhero? You're more likely a clown."
"How can a great superhero be a clown?"
Lilian, didn't respond anymore and focused her attention on the Professor teaching.
This girl, Lillian, is a member of the Atraxia family; she is the same age as Marcus, and she is his classmate.
In the class, a professor teaching about runes said, "Rune is the basis of magic; we use runes to draw a corresponding label or symbol that relates to magic. There are two types of runes. Natural rune and blood rune, natural rune is a rune that can be drawn by using one spiritual or spiritual of nature, as for blood rune, it requires one's own essence blood to draw it. It was a dangerous and unsafe method."
Marcus, listening to the professor teaching with a bored expression, moved his gaze to Lilian, who listened to the professor teaching with a serious expression. He was about to interrupt her, when suddenly she raised her right hand.
Seeing Lilian raising her right hand, the professor pointed to her and said, "Lilian, did you have any questions?"
Lillian stood up and said, "Yes, I had a question."
"Ohh, what it is." Professor Michael asked.
"What is the meaning of labels and symbols?"
"Great question, in this magic world, labels and symbols are really important to make an item, create magic, cast spells, or use to make a magical weapon. As for how many it is, you will learn it when you study in the 2nd year class."
After thanking the professor, Lilian sat down and focused on the teaching again.
Marcus continues sitting there with a bored face; he constantly yawns.
The Second felt like a torture for him; finally, the professor ended the class, and after walking outside the hall, he quickly ran toward the food hall.
After a moment, he arrived at the food hall. After finding his seat, he quickly sat down and impatiently waited for the maid to bring the food.
When the maid arrives, Marcus looks at the food that the maid carries with a joyful expression. The maid places the dish on the table in front of Marcus and walks away.
Marcus gulped down his saliva and ate until he was filled.
Suddenly, a guard came in and said, "Young master, your father is summoning you."