'My goodness, I should do this more often.' I get dressed and as I go out of the bathroom I find her at the door talking to someone.

She turns to me with a tray of food "Sebastian, the food's here!" I continue drying my hair and sit at the table.

She closes the door with her foot while saying her thanks to the person at the door.

"Looks good." She mutters something along the lines of 'It better be since I wasn't paying for nothing.'

It was an average meal made up of rice and chicken, but it looked great.

She takes a seat, says her prayers, and then digs in.

"About my pay, I'm running low so I'm going to need it soon." She slides a stack of five coins across the table.

"Next one should be around this time next month." After that, we just ate in silence.

When we finish, I begin to clean up and then sit on my chair that's in the corner and it's surprisingly comfortable.

"Sebastian?" I look at her and she's staring at me.

"Yes?"

"Teach me some magic." I was a bit worn out from my previous use of magic, but I could still help her, so I sat up straight and told her to get a chair.

She does and sits across from me.

"Now first, we have to see the limit of your natural mana." I create a ball of water the size of my fist in my palm.

I tell her to cup both her hands together and she does.

"Just so you know, I have no clue how to teach magic so don't blame yourself if you struggle." She nods while staring at the water with a focused expression.

"Okay, now close your eyes and imagine that everything around us is something that you can grab and feel." She closes her eyes.

I stand up and the water in my palm dissipates. I get behind her and she's still too focused to notice that I've moved.

"Now you'll probably think I'm behind you, but that's just in your head. Don't lose focus." She doesn't respond.

I look at her exposed nape and ready my hand.

'One, two, three!' I ram my finger into the center of her nape… to no reaction.

After a second or two, she gasps "Woah! That was crazy!" I laugh.

"Guess my master wasn't fucking with me, it does work." She gets up from her chair and turns to me.

"I can see it, I can see the energy!" I somehow managed to get her to sit and calm down.

I return to my seat "Yes, that's what we call mana. Now, put your hands together." She does but doesn't close her eyes.

Before I could tell her to close her eyes, a big ball of water appeared.

"Huh?!" She looks at me with a big smile on her face.

"Look at that! It's much bigger than yours!" I guess she's a natural, but still, this is going overboard.

"Pandres, sorry to break it to you, but that is the easy part. Try to make it smaller." She nods and focuses on the ball.

But it doesn't get any smaller and it looks like she's losing control, so I grab a bit of the water from her and hold it in my hand.

"Hey! I was close to figuring it out." I make the water disappear back into the air.

"No, you weren't. It was too big and I doubt you'd like to pay for damages." Now the water in her hands was the size of her fist.

"Okay, now keep the water in the shape of a ball for as long as you can." For a beginner, five minutes was the limit. For reference, that was my limit when I first started.

"Piece of cake." As she sits and focuses on the water, I grab a book from one of the shelves.

'The Legend of the First King: Book 1.' Was the title of the book.

I could recall some things from my childhood about the First King of Spurcius, but they were never in detail.

It looks like a light book, I could probably finish it by the time she reaches her limit.

I open the book and the pages were filled, and I mean filled with text. The writing was small and there was little to no spacing between the words. This could take longer than expected, but I was a fast reader so it should be fine.

I go back to my chair and she's doing great, she doesn't even look affected by it. She could probably go for another ten minutes, which was a bit surprising… she might be a natural at magic.

I open to the first page and start reading.

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*Some information in this book has been contested by many scholars and historians, but I, Leon T. Weah, promise that everything written here is true*

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It was the year 50 BPT (Before the Peace Treaty) when a boy was born in a rural village in a country that is now known as Spurcius.

The newborn wasn't being held by the warm embrace of its mother, he was found by a local hunter who had heard the boy's screams in a forest. The child was on a pile of leaves surrounded by a pack of wolfs, shocked by this find the hunter ran to the rescue of the boy, but was chased off by the wolfs.

After being chased off by the pack, he ran back to the village with haste calling for the help of every abled man and woman.

Terrified of what might've happened to the child, the villagers gathered anything that could be used as a weapon and followed the hunter into the forest.

There they found the newborn baby in the same place surrounded by the pack, then a battle began between the wolfs and villagers.

Fortunately, none of the villagers had died during this battle. The same couldn't be said for the wolfs who were massacred.

"Quick! Check for any injuries on the child, it must be dying of thirst!" Said one of the women there, the hunter walked up to the crying child.

But before he could carry the child he spotted a giant red bear behind a tree and quickly drew his sword pointing it at the bear.

"There's more!" Someone shouted from the crowd so the hunter looked behind the bear and there were five more giant bears.

He had attempted to snatch the child but was pushed away by the bear's paw. Miraculously, the hunter wasn't hurt, it was a gentle push.

The villagers readied their arrows and aimed at the bears. Suddenly a man's voice called out "O men, women, and the dear animals. Enough of this bloodshed, calm yourselves."

The villagers shocked by this loud voice began looking around for the source of the voice.

"Look at the bears!" One of the men had pointed out, the hunter turned his gaze to the bears only to find them bowing their heads to the child.

Then something that everyone there couldn't even begin to comprehend happened, but they all understood it. All the men and women fell to their knees and bowed their heads toward the child.

"Please rise, I am undeserving of your piety." At those words the villagers and bears raised.

"I thank you for your service, but I am in safe hands now. You may leave." And with that the bears left without a second glance.

This was the first miracle of the First King.

After that, he was taken in by the villagers.

The village had decided that the hunter would be the one to take care of the child since he was the one who was called out to by said child.

'Could it be our savior?'

'Was this a miracle child sent by god?'

'The boy must be a miracle because it had no mother!' This rumor in particular was untrue, the boy had a mother and father. The mother had become pregnant out of wedlock so she abandoned the child in the forest out of shame. (Source: Stated by the mother of the child many years after the incident)

The hunter didn't believe in any of that though, he had believed that the child was just protected by God and wasn't a savior.

"Would you mind if I raised you like a normal boy?" The man asked the first night he was alone with the baby.

But he got no reply. The boy didn't utter another word after the incident in the forest.

The boy simply reached out for the hunter, which the hunter obliged and carried him in his arms.

"I guess I should name you… would you like the name Spurcius?" To that, the boy simply laughed. The hunter taking this as a yes started calling him that in private. It was a secret between the two of them because the villagers had decided that the boy would stay nameless and would only be referred to as their 'Savior'.

From then on, the boy grew as a normal boy. Being taken care of by the wife of the hunter and the hunter himself. Sure, he had a lot of people visiting and praising him, but he was a young child so it didn't affect him.

"Father?" In the year 46 BPT, Spurcius spoke his first proper words to the hunter. At that time Spurcius had yet to speak and it was concerning the village, but the hunter had been much more worried, not a night had gone where he didn't think that he had done something wrong. The hunter was gleeful at first, but then regained his composure and had warned Spurcius to refrain from calling him that and it was more appropriate for him to refer to him as his loyal servant.

But the boy having no understanding of why he shouldn't call him 'father' continued to do so.

Eventually, Spurcius referred to the hunter as 'father' in front of some villagers.

"Are you manipulating the Savior?!"

"Surely… tell us we hadn't made a mistake of leaving him to you!"

"You just want to keep the Savior's blessing to yourself!"

At this rate, the hunter would be exiled from the village, so Spurcius who rarely spoke up said the following.

"Shame on you!" Which put a temporary rest on the whole ordeal, but there was still some concern about whether Spurcius should be left in the hunter's care.

A month later, news came that a duke was coming to the village to see the so-called 'Savior'.

The hunter, panicked by this news and the possibility of the duke taking away what he saw as his son and mixed with the building animosity between him and the other villagers attempted something very dangerous.

He ran. He ran away in the dead of night with Spurius, leaving his wife behind with nothing more than a letter explaining why he left and that he would not be coming back.

The villagers quickly realized what he had done and with the addition of the letter concluded that the hunter had kidnapped their Savior.

Search parties had been formed, but every single one of them came up empty-handed. When the duke arrived to no 'Savior', he began to feel more and more furious with each failed attempt of finding this said 'Savior' and the kidnapper. Thus he issued the order that if the boy wasn't found within the next week the heads of the villagers would roll.

Four days after leaving the village the hunter had reached the mountains which were separating the two warring kingdoms. It would have taken a month on foot, but because the hunter was familiar with the shortest routes and was riding a horse, he had reached it in record time.

After dismounting his horse he tried going up the mountain, but lady luck hadn't been on his side and the sun had already begun to set and so he set up camp at the base of the mountain.

In his sleep, the hunter would constantly mutter apologies.

After a peaceful night, the hunter began his climb while carrying Spurcius. After a day of climbing, he arrived at a flat field in between the mountains where he came across a sinister monster he had never encountered before. It was a creature that was double the size of a giant bear.

It looked like a very tall human and had pure almost translucent black skin. It had its back turned to them, but when the hunter tried to retrace his steps like he had done many times while hunting, he made a mistake. He had never once made this mistake during his hunts. And that was stepping on a branch causing it to snap with a sound.

He cursed his incompetence under his breath, but it looked like the monster hadn't noticed them yet and so it wasn't time for him to have regret. He reached for his bow and arrow, aimed, pulled the arrow, and let it go as he inhaled a breath of cold air.

As the arrow flew through the air in silence it hit the monster, but it didn't get stuck in its body. It went through it as if it wasn't even there.

That was when the creature turned around and the man finally caught a glimpse of what the creature's face looked like.

It had a pure white face that stood out in contrast to its black body, but that wasn't what sent shivers down his body.

The face was exactly like Spurcius' face. The hunter who thought he was dreaming turned on his heel and started to run back with Spurcius on his shoulder.

But it was already too late. The monster jumped through the air and landed in front of the hunter.

"W-What are you?!" The hunter was face to face with the creature now, the hunter backed away slowly and put the crying Spurcius down behind him.

There was no possibility of escaping without a fight. He had to fight. Memories of when the hunter fought a bear on his own with no weapon flashed before him.

He swung his dagger at the monster's legs. It went through with no difficulty, it must've felt like he was cutting through the air.

The monster simply looked at him with a confused expression and grabbed him with its long fingers and lifted him off his feet.

"Y-You bastard!" He stabbed at the monster's wrist, but once again it went through as if nothing was there.

The monster put a little pressure on the hunter causing him to gasp for air.

The hunter feeling nothing, but despair started to bargain "T-Take me, but leave the child! I beg of you!" But it fell on deaf ears.

"Let go of my father!" It wasn't until Spurcius spoke that the monster let go of the hunter. It walked curiously to the child and was inches away from his face.

"No!" The hunter began to run at the monster, but he was too far to reach him in time.

But the monster did something unexpected, it raised its hand and gently patted Spurcius' head.

Then It turned its attention to the hunter and lunged at him. Pitting him against the ground, it glanced at Spurcius before doing something that the boy would never forget.

It bit into the hunter's shoulder, then it bit into his arm, then his leg.

The hunter was losing consciousness, feeling dread he reached his hand out to Spurius, but the boy was in shock. He couldn't comprehend what he was seeing.

The hunter then looked up at the monster's face, it was the face of the person he loved most. He caressed the face of the creature that was chewing on his arm with the one hand he had left.

"Spurcius, I'm sorry, but this is the end for me… so please run! Don't let this be the end for you!" He gather all the strength he had left and punched the monster. This time the monster recoiled from the hit.

He then fell from its grasp right in front of the unmoving Spursius "I'm so sorry..." After that, he went limp and the life left his eyes.

Days later Spursius was found at the base of the mountain

This was the second miracle of the First King.

The hunter wasn't found by anyone and was determined to have run away. The hunter's name was Allen T. Weah, my grandfather. It turned out when that he had left my grandmother was pregnant with my father.

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"…" Honestly I was speechless. I had no idea that the story of the First King had been so tragic.

'For a child to have to go through that…'

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of water hitting the ground. I look at Pandres and she looks completely exhausted, I run over to her.

I had completely lost track of time "How long has it been?!" At first, she wasn't responding, but after I got her to drink some water, she finally responded.

"An hour and then some…" I check her pulse and it's weak. Damn it! I didn't know she would completely exhaust her mana to this point!

I carry her over to the bed and lay her gently "I'm so sorry, I should've been paying more attention..." Fuck, I don't know what to do!

"Quit panicking, it's making me feel worse." I try to remember what my master had told me to do when I was completely exhausted from magic.

It was something along the line of 'get some sleep. I don't know.' I then finally regained my composure.

"Okay… okay! Listen you just need to rest and you should eventually recover your mana" She weakly lets out a laugh.

"You sure? What if I don't wake up…"

"You'll be fine, trust me."

"But I haven't become king yet…"

"How could you be thinking of that right now? Go to sleep." I go to grab some water for myself.

"Please don't leave me…" I look back and she's reaching for me.

"…I won't." I grab her hand and sit on the chair next to the bed.

She smiles weakly and slowly closes her eyes.