When I went through the giant gate I felt a strong force pulling me, though I’m not sure what it was this could only be one thing… hero summoning.
…
Opening my eyes what greeted me is an unfamiliar ceiling and a large magic circle. In the circle is about 40 to 50 young men and women who looked to be at least 15 years old. Outside the circle are 20 old men wearing white robes. If this is really a summoning then these old men are all mages and apparently planned to conduct a large scale summoning.
“It work”
One of them said as he breathed a sigh, the language was a bit hard to understand but I do get the gist of it. What’s shocking is not that they were able to cast such a large scale magic at their age but the fact that the language they use is one of the “Ancient languages” in my past world.
In all there are about 20 languages in the category of “Ancient language” but there is a higher form of languages known as the “Lost System” they were named as such due to the languages having various systems that interconnect. The number of lost systems amount to more than a thousand but the amazing things is that for some reason they all have interconnections. If I were to say they all were different but their essences were practically unified.
The good part is that I, having all the knowledge accumulated in my many lives know every bit there is to know about the Lost System. What relevance does it have? To say the least most forbidden and ancient and lost magics are all in, obviously ancient and lost languages. The more important thing is that unlike the usual spells that are forced into the world's system by many a mage, using the languages it is a lot easier to cast magic with chants.
To put it simply, ancient magic and lost magic were mostly already a natural part of the world of magic whereas forbidden magic are forcefully put in the system. Forbidden magics include the two spells that I used in those spaces. In any case other than thinking about things like this it is better for me to do as the crowd does.
When I put my mind back into reality the others seem to be waking up. Well to say the least unlike me who was pulled during travel these people were forcefully pull out of their worlds so passing out or falling to the ground was natural. When everyone was awake they all fell into confusion, there was one person there who seems to be the teacher.
“Everyone calm down!”
Using enhancement magic she silenced the mass of students. That was shocking as I thought that they wouldn’t know a thing about magic but it seems the teacher was a mage. Well, it’s not like my world was the only world in the universe. Then the teacher looked towards my direction, she seems to have felt some of my mana. Though I am proud of my mana concealing abilities, for her to see through me is an utter shock.
“You… you’re not a Saint Rose Academy Student”
She said as she looked at me full of hostility. Of course I noticed since a while ago but it looks like these people all belong to the same school. They all wore the same white uniform, slacks and a blazer for the boys and a short skirt with a blazer for the girls. And all of them have the same white rose badge at the right side of their chest.
“Well I am not but I seem to have been pulled with the summoning”
I answered with full honesty, if she were a second rate magician or less I would have lied to her but since she looks to have some degree of skill I’ll tell her the truth. Also she is a beauty, looking to be about 20 years old she has beautiful red hair that stretched to her waist and a pair of crimson eyes that stare straight at your soul.
If I had my previous well developed body of a man then I would really make a move on her even in this situation… alas since my body is that of a boy 12 years of age I would be no more than a kid looking for the love of an older sister or a mother if I were to approach her.
But she is still full of hostility even if I have the body of a 12 year old am I that scary. Though I don’t want to brag but I am pretty sure my looks when I was twelve years of age was cute, but that may just be my family and friends overly praising me. In any case what would bring her to feel hostility towards me?
“I don’t know how you did it but sneaking into Saint Rose Academy is tantamount to capital punishment!”
…
Oh I get it now! Since she’s a mage she knows how a summoning works. Going by that the principle and the effects she would know. Of course you would summon at random but the summoning would normally only involve one area. And when using this large a summoning their whole class would have been summoned, but going with that it would be strange for someone not from her class to be summoned with them. In the end she see’s me as an intruder to the Saint Rose Academy and since it would normally be hard to enter an academy especially for an unknown child such as myself she could only conclude me as an intruder.
Adding to that amongst all the summoned I was the very first one standing and she as the teacher would’ve noticed this and of course started to direct a hostile gaze towards me. The last one is the fact that I am a child and yet I am not surprised with this current chain of events.
Though a twelve year old must have a mindset to be able to react calmly when he is suddenly brought to a place such as this it is pretty standard to cry or overreact. Also looking at her students, some of which are shivering some weeping and most curling up trying to deny that the situation was real.
“Speak!”
She looks to be preparing an attack magic I’m sure with how the mana around her is concentrating but…
“Please stop!”
A deep voice resounded in the large room.
“Who?”
I sensed his presence a while ago but it seems the teacher just noticed him now. Although I have a wild guess on who it is.
“Sorry, I am the king of this Kingdom Klaus Von Aurich, please to make your acquaintance heroes”
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The middle aged man said as he lowered his head, following him the old mage's similarly bowed their heads.
“So this is a Hero summoning...”
I heard the teacher mutter these words quietly, though I have an undeveloped body for one reason or another my senses to my strength I feel that everything is considerably higher than average. If anything I think it is more than what my past middle aged body had. It might be the influence of the dark energy but that is not the main problem here.
“As you may have already guessed you have all been summoned here as heroes. I ask humbly of you to please listen to my… no the human race’s plea”
Hearing his words the teacher had a complicated look on her face. As for me I already have a guess on what we are to fight. Though it may sound to fantasy like to a mage it is pretty normal, a demon lord or maybe a monster army. Any of the many enemies of mankind that may appear. Though dragons are one it is a pretty easy problem as an army could do something about it but armies of demons or monsters is an entirely different story.
“You’re saying you want us to fight some abnormally powerful opponent or something like that am I right?”
“Yes”
“How are you so sure that we can do it”
The teacher asks the king and with that he makes a difficult face but then straightens up immediately and answers.
“The summoning that was used was something that called for heroes of higher worlds to assist us, with that it is easy to tell that the summoned heroes would always have higher physical capabilities and magic capabilities than us”
“I see”
The teacher answered like it was pretty normal… I think that since you're a mage it is pretty normal but your students… wait I feel my head hurting…
“Ugh”
I let out a groan as I held my head and dropped to my knees. My sudden actions made the 20 mages, the king and the teacher to look towards my direction. To my actions the woman was making a face saying “I knew it” and the 20 mages and the king all have curious expressions but some also had hostility within them. Then I closed my eyes due the unbearable pain and saw it…
A memory… White walls… a large hallway… classrooms… teachers… praise… friends… rivals… competition… Love.
I remember now… Saint Rose Academy, if I’m not mistaken that would be…
“Hey… ”
With a feeble voice I called out to the woman.
“What?”
“Do you know a person called Alfred Woncaster?”
With the many memories in my head all that is left is the knowledge of all the past lives. But there are very strong bits and pieces of my most recent memories and those are that which belong to Alfred Woncaster. Truthfully I don’t know who I am anymore, memories of families and a multitude of feelings are overflowing in each and every event. It may be due to my mortal brain not wanting to comprehend these unstable and wild emotions that they were all locked up deep inside. But as many say it could easily be pulled out with a small push. And of course the memory of the wonderful life at the Academy and all the people I met as Alfred the most recent and unforgettable moments partnered with the appearance of someone from that school would of course spark the emotions deep inside.
“Of course everyone in the whole world will know the name of the person who saved the world a thousand years ago!”
Her words left me shocked, I know that time passes differently in the worlds… so I stayed in that darkness for thousands of years without noticing it huh… Also looking at the kids and checking their mana I could already understand. I had a feeling that something was not right that since I saw these kids and I thought it was the hostile stare of the teacher…
So it turns out it’s those huh…
The memories that should be left deep inside…
Huh... Tears? Why? Shouldn’t I be happy that the mages were able to survive. My job is to create a path for the mages to survive in my world and it looks like I succeeded but… Why? I… Shouldn’t I be happy, no this could be tears of joy…
I want to tell myself but… my chest is unexpectedly heavy. Tears are dropping on the floor like rain. I think that everyone would be curious as to why I suddenly broke down crying like this but even I don’t understand why.
I look at the 15 year old kids looking at me, wait why do I call them kids? Shouldn’t I refer to them with more respect? Like senior but when I looked at them they all seem to have returned to their relax and calm self.
I stared at them for a while tears are still streaming down my face, and there I saw…
“La-”
I, with almost no strength left in my body raise my index finger and point at a single girl. She has long silver hair and a pair of crimson red eyes. She looked to be the same age as my current body 12, I didn’t notice her a while ago but she looks like a girl I remember.
Her weird appearance was due to a curse placed on her family. She was like me at that time… a genius, we both skipped grades and were outcasted from the older classmates. Since we were alike we were always together… that was until… she died. I was shocked at that time we skipped grades and were friends since then. We learned and studied magic together we even made new spells together. I… I fell in love with her.
But when I was planning to confess at the age of 18 six years after our first encounter, she was called by her family and had to leave. I found out later that the curse only affected the first born daughter of her family and that she could only live in the world for at most 20 years.
I wanted to meet her but was not allowed to. My family, the Woncasters are what you could call an important family so I had a chance to meet her but…
“Alfred go away”
Is what she told me before I even entered her room. I wanted to force my way in, I wanted to see her again, I wanted to be there for her until the end… but… that was one of my regrets, the greatest I had in that life. If I could undo time I would go back and tell her I love her… but there is no such magic, there is time magic but that is only possible to pause time and speed up or slow down time for a certain being. There is no way to go back to the past of fast forward into the future.
After I left the mansion I found out the next day she died in her sleep. The curse… when the affected die their body would turn to ash and leave a crystal. That crystal held her memories and thus was kept by the family. But I was able to have a look at it once, and now I can clearly hear her voice echo in my head.
“Alfred, thank you for all you’ve done, you made me happy. Especially that time you wanted to save a cursed beast by undoing it’s curse. Though I know that to undo a curse is impossible when I heard you say it I feel a sense of security. It was like I can hope for the future that I could live be freed from this curse. If my thoughts are now being read by you I understand that I died too early but even so! Alfred you have talent and so much to do for the world. Don’t let this pull you down, I know that you could become someone important so live your life to the fullest and tell me about your spell of happiness when we meet again”
Her words kept me going till I eventually died, all I did was for the happiness of all the people mage or not. And it looks like it was successful…
Though looking at the young twelve year old in the crowd of 15 year olds…
A dream? This maybe a dream? Revival?
Aren’t all these impossibilities and now I see her… this…
I forced myself to stand, as tears continue to fall I slowly make my way towards her… She looked at me, unlike all the other students she looks at me not of fear or disgust but she looks at me with warm and understanding eyes.
“Lau-”
For so long…
“Lau-”
I want to talk to you
“ra”
I want to laugh with you
“Laura”
I want to play, study and tell you…
“I love you”
And with those words my vision faded to darkness.