This is my very first fiction, I appreciate any advice given. I'm writing it mainly to improve my english. Hence feel free to correct me thoroughly. Tell me if you think my chapters are too short or the plot develops too slow. You can even suggest names.
The first three chapters are the prologue, please endure.Thereafter follows the School/First-Dungeon Arc.
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“Every life-form possesses a form of life-force. It manifests itself through aura and mana. The life-force is proportional to the strength of the manifestations.
Non-magical projectiles are ineffective against people who train their aura. As long as they are conscious it can surround them, stopping projectiles. Even melee-weapons are ineffective, if not encased in Aura.
There are two ways of strengthening your aura. First you can train the amount of aura and the recovery rate. This will strengthen your life-force in return. Strengthening your life-force is the other method. If it grows, the manifestations like aura and mana will get stronger as well.
Strengthening your life-force is the same as leveling up.”
-Beginners Guide, by Nicholas Novi.
***Aeron***
“Hello Aeron! Wake up!”
“mmmmm...”
Always the same procedure. What can I say? I'm not a morning person...
*splash*
“waaaaah!”
“Lily!!”
That's new... With a startled mind I start blinking. In front of me stands a cute, young girl and a playful looking maid with an empty bucket. The first one glances displeased at the maid named Lily.
The young girl looks exhausted but still gracious despite her ruffled, fair hair. Cute!
Suddenly her emerald-green eyes catch mine. Time seems to stop and I can feel our bond. I get a glimpse of me from her perspective. Water trickles from my dark brown hair and my hazel eyes are locked onto hers. Seeing yourself is weird.
“Mia?”
She gives me a tender smile and nods. I've known her my whole life, but it's the first time we get to see each other, if you don't count looks at the mirror.
It's a bit complicated. Perhaps I should start at the beginning. I was probably born around the same time as her. As far as I know, there wasn't anything unusual, at first.
But as far as I can remember there has always been something different deep in my mind. I could glimpse at a completely different world through the perspective of another person. It increased as I grew up.
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Sometimes I could even feel some emotions of my “host”, when concentrating or while sleeping. I figured out her name is Mia. Although I couldn't understand the language of that world at first, it's easy to deduce the name, if it's added in almost every sentence.
That way I grew up bilingual, learning languages awake and asleep. And I wouldn't blame my mother if she had called an exorcist. Imagine your child mumbling an alien language instead of cute baby-talk. Creepy!
It's not as if I got to see her world the whole time. As mentioned before, I needed to sleep or concentrate in order to do so. But at times of strong emotions like fear, sorrow, pain or loneliness I almost got pulled into her mind. And especially the latter emotions occurred quite often. I'm pretty sure she felt when I commiserated with her or sent her comforting thoughts, because her mind eased afterwards. The same happened with strong, positive emotions like joy. Though I needn't to cheer her up then.
Reversed it was the same. I often felt observed, but it wasn't creepy like a stalker. Yes I know that feeling. Don't ask, but there was a time when I had a stalker.
People often said “Oh, what a handsome boy!”, which made my mother happy. Contrariwise I wasn't really sociable, which worried her. I tried to keep my bond secret, not worrying her even more.
My bond with Mia was distracting, but gradually I grew accustomed to it and its implications. Though, in primary school, I was detached and moony. Not bullied, but not integrated in class, either. At that time we learned how to send some thoughts to each other, a kind of telepathy, but weaker. Hence nowhere near to mind-reading, but still good enough for 'teamwork' in exams.
Growing up with the knowledge of two worlds should have quite an impact on your mind. I don't know if the information flood is the reason, but both of us are quick learners, precocious and we brought multitasking to a whole new level. And I wouldn't call our 'teamwork' cheating. Even without helping each other in exams, we scored perfect results. However it's reassuring to have someone reliable by your side.
Of course there are times you want to be alone, too. For example, when you take a shower or are looking in the mirror with an out of bed style. As I said, we were precocious. Luckily or perhaps unfortunately, as long as our emotions are under control, it's really easy to exclude each other; especially if we want to be left alone.
You may ask how I know that she's living in another world. It got me into some trouble, but I noticed quite early that my world is missing something essential.
It's Magic.