In the realm of Agryz, where strength rules supreme and every warrior seeks their path to greatness, there are three main classes to choose from, Mages, Swordsmen, and Sword Mages

Mages are the ones who wield magic, tapping into the mystical energies of the world to cast spells and manipulate reality. They spend their days studying ancient tomes and practising spells to become more powerful.

Swordsmen, on the other hand, are all about martial skills. They train tirelessly with their swords, perfecting their techniques and honing their reflexes to become deadly fighters in the battlefield.

And then there are the Sword Mages, a mix of both. They're like a blend of arcane and strength, using their swords to channel spells and wreak havoc on their enemies.

At Yribdeinos, students face a pivotal choice: embrace magic as a Mage, sharpen their swordsmanship as a swordsman, or meld both as a Sword Mage.Through rigoruous training and duels, they climb the ranks, demonstrating their skills to ascend in glory and prestige. Performance and participation in duels dictate rank, offering opportunities for advancement and recognition.

Meanwhile, in one of the classrooms of Yribdeinos...

Arx: "Greetings, Schemn. It seems like we're in the same class. Shouldn't I be several years below you guys?"

Schemn: "Oh, hi. Well, it turns out you aced The Trials, so the instructors decided you're already up to par with the upperclassmen, placing you in our class."

The room fell silent as a commanding figure entered, his presence demanding attention.

???: "Good morning, students. I am your new instructor, tasked with guiding you for the remainder of this year."

"I heard that there's a new instructor. I was expecting someone more... attractive."

"Shh! He might hear you-"

Before they could finish, a dagger whizzed past them, grazing one student.

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???: "Don't interrupt me when I'm speaking."

In their minds, both students thought, "We're doomed!"

???: "My name is B'taldren Dreaneb. From now on, you will address me as Instructor B'taldren. Since this is the first day, I will be generous. I brought you something your previous instructor left for you- a magic scroll."

B'taldren's voice cut through the silence, commanding the attention of every student in the room.

B'taldren: "We'll be having a friendly tournament. The student who emerges victorious will be rewarded with this Magic Scroll. But that's not all. There's a chance that learning a spell from this scroll may grant you an exclusive skill. Who knows? Perhaps fortune will favour one of you."

A murmur of excitement rippled through the assembled students, anticipation hanging thick in the air. The prospect of gaining a powerful new spell and potentially unlocking an exclusive skill fueled their ambition, igniting a competitive fire within each of them.

Acquiring an exclusive skill from a magic scroll involves selecting a spell from the scroll's contents and dedicating oneself to its rigorous study and practice. For all classes, this process entails delving into the intricacies of the chosen spell, whether it be elemental manipulation for mages, imbuin weapons with magical properties for swordsmen, or blending swordplay with arcane power for sword mages. Through repeated experimentation and refinement, mastery over the chosen spell is achieved, unlocking hidden potential within one's abilities. This profound transformation culminates in the manifestation of an exclusive skill, marking the pinnacle of mastery. From there, the exclusive skill is integrated to one's repertoire through continued practice and application, shaping the individual's identity as a formidable force.

B'taldren: "I'll give you two weeks to prepare. I expect good performance from this class. Dismissed."

As the instructor left the classroom, Arx pondered to himself,

Arx: "A scroll, huh? I'm in desperate need of a new spell to enhance Zelyuero, but an exclusive skill... that would be a good compensation. The problem is the odds of acquiring one from a scroll, which is very low..."

Schemn: "Hey, Arx, I'll get going first. I still have some work to do."

Arx: "Hold on."

Schemn:"What is it?"

Arx:"Where is the library?"

Schemn looked at Arx with a dumbfounded expression.

Arx: "I'm bad with directions. I'd appreciate it if you could guide me there."

Moments later, they arrived in front of the library.

Schemn: "Alright, I'll leave you here. I'll get going now."

Arx: "Thanks, I'll see you around."

Arx then entered the library and asked the librarian where he could find books related to scrolls.

Arx: "Excuse me, could you direct me to the section related to scrolls?"

Librarian: "Certainly, young man."

The librarian guided Arx through a maze of bookshelves.

Librarian: "Here we are. This is the section where you can find books related to scrolls."

Arx: "Thank you very much."

He then searched the shelves, looking for the right book until...

Arx: ""The Scroll Almanac". This might be it."

Arx flipped through the pages of "The Scroll Almanac," his eyes scanning the text intently. He absorbed the information methodically, searching for any mention of exclusive skills obtained from scrolls. Each page turned revealed more details, yet he remained focused, determined to uncover the knowledge he sought. As he delved deeper into the book, his mind raced with possibilities, considering the potential applications of the skills he might acquire.

Arx: "Bingo."

Arx's discovery piqued his curiosity, prompting him to spend half an hour delving into its contents.

Arx: "So that's how it is. I should take a look at other books while I am here."

As he perused the shelves, a glimmer caught his eye—a worn-out parchment emanating an enigmatic glow.

Arx: "Why would something like this be here?"

After some time, Arx walked out the aisle with a few books in hand. Unexpectedly, he encountered someone familiar.

Arx: "Oh? I didn't expect I'd see you here... Aleria."

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