A year had passed since Amara’s birth, and the household thrived with activity. The once-quiet evenings were now filled with the toddler’s giggles as she toddled after Liam, who often teased her with simple magic tricks. Life was full of joy, but for Liam, the discovery of his grandfather’s old book had opened a new chapter in his journey.

The book, written in an unfamiliar script to everyone else, was clear as day to Liam. Its English text revealed an array of spells and theories that far surpassed what anyone in the village knew. One section discussed manipulating mana in unconventional ways, and Liam couldn’t resist experimenting.

One morning, he stood in the fields, raising his hand as he focused on a spell. Mana surged through him, and a swirling vortex of wind erupted, scattering leaves and lifting dust into the air. The power felt exhilarating, yet oddly familiar.

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Mara, watching from the doorway, clapped her hands in delight. “Liam, that’s incredible! How did you learn that?”

Liam turned, his face glowing with excitement. “It’s all in this book, Mama. Grandfather wasn’t just any magician—he was one of the greatest in the empire.”

The realization sent a ripple of pride through the family. Lilia, despite her earlier exhaustion from caring for Amara, began guiding Liam through basic elemental spells, helping him refine his technique. Mara introduced him to the art of healing, her gentle lessons ensuring he could mend both wounds and hearts. Elric, meanwhile, trained him in hand-to-hand combat, instilling discipline and resilience.

The days were long but rewarding. Liam’s progress astonished even his parents. He discovered he had an aptitude for every magical element—a rare gift that hinted at an extraordinary future.

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