Yo!~ Since I forgot to add this one on the prologue I'll just put it here...
I'm a new writer and this would be my first novel so I know that there will be a lot of faults in it but I am willing to fix them as I my story develops.
So after informing you guys this lets move on to the story....
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Chapter 2
Magic, a concept that is deemed illogical and impossible by common sense.
Tracing it’s roots in the earliest stages of civilization, it is a concept that people of the earliest of times use to explain a phenomenon that are interpreted as the acts of gods or acts that were deemed humanly impossible.
But as time advance every phenomenon that man once feared were easily explained through logic and science which slowly overshadowed the concept of magic and by the time science reach it’s highest peak, at modern times it then became a mere figment of one’s imagination
‘Today’ the word magic can be associated in literatures, films and entertainment using its idea and thought to gather a crowd of curious customers that sought refuge and comfort from our harsh reality by immersing themselves in the mysteries that it brought. But even when they’ve enjoyed the adventure it gave, they know, at the back of their minds they know that it was only a momentary indulgence and once they have reached the end of it, they will be back to living a harsh reality.
Among the populace that lived in ‘that’ reality I was one of the majority who believed in logic.
Reasoning that if magic was true then the mythical being that came along with it must be true and if so, Gods of different mythology and religions would’ve descend and punished those blasphemous mouths that desecrated their existence, Dragons and monsters that are depicted in ancient scrolls, tomes, and text would still roam the land and even if we were able to exterminate them, evidence of their existence should’ve have been preserved indicating they were once true.
But none of it happen, strengthening the fact the they were just a myth, legend, fable and fiction, a result of people's imagination…
Ahh-... Of course this opinion of mine was when I lived in ‘that’ reality...
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Using the human calendar as a basis of time it should be...
The 15th of Arah, 112th year of M.R
Where M.R stands for the Magical Revolution or the so called Age of Magic.
50 years before the end 39th century. Human alchemists, researchers, Dwarves and Elves,that were the best among their fields and specialties were invited by the Pope of the holy empire to enter a holy sanctum where a body of a god was entombed. The events that happened within that sanctum were kept secret but the results of their work was known throughout the world especially here in Ilfis, that marked the start of magical age.
It’s been 5 years since I was born, with nothing special to mention except for the birth of my sister when I was 2-years old. Excluding special occasions which rarely happens, I have been passing my days within the castle banned from leaving it’s grounds, since playing with the kids of the same age as me that were invited by my mom gave me mixed feelings. I spent most of my time inside my room reading until something like a mountain of finished books were stacked and scattered along the floors. Of course I didn’t spend all of it inside, after my sister’s birth, I usually help mom in taking care of her.
When it was known that her body had some peculiarities, majority of the kids that used to be her playmate avoided her leaving her alone with no one to play with due to fear. A memory of my past flashed by when I saw her alone like that so I decided to be her playmate and protector.
Time quickly passed while living a life as prince here in Ilfis and tonight, there would be a great feast celebrating my 5th birthday party. Guest from all over the kingdom would attend bringing gifts with their blessings and even the three dukes that are the head of each of their respective houses and fiefdoms, are said to attend.
…...
Standing in front of a mirror, a reflection of a boy, a height of 110 centimeters, wearing a black formal attire with lavender colored bow tie and black hair that were trimmed and groomed just for the occasion.
Looking closely at his reflection, he thoughts focused on observing his own dark obsidian eyes, a special characteristics of their race.
Tyre the name of world that I am currently living, a world that was made through the ‘divinity’ of six Dragon gods, with it was the creation of seven unique race…
Mesarth, the Dragon God that ruled over nature created the Dwarves and Humans, sculpted from the essence of the land they are gifted with intellect to extract nature’s essence from minerals and ores that is needed for their survival. It is true that among the seven they are the weakest in both physical strength and magical capacity but when it come to being innovative and resourceful they are deemed to be the best among every race.
Fairies, the creation of Jura, creatures of the light, they are capable of illusionary magic and are said to have to be the best when it comes to healing magic.
Sirens, the dwellers of the deep. They were created by Nevalth, the Dragon God that governed Tyre’s oceans and water. He created them with the purpose of protecting the ocean’s secrets from surface dwellers.
Dragoons, created by Morelth, a humanoid version of a demi dragon. They live in seclusion on a volcanic continent northwest from the central continent.
Winged, extinct. The creation of Valstrath. They perished at the start of the great war leaving nothing to point out what they looked like or how their civilization prospered.
and last but not the least…
Demons….
“Haa...”
A sigh escaped from my lips as I thought of the origin of my lineage….
‘Born’ from the Dragon God of darkness which ruled over Tyre’s twin moon(s), She created our race from her own flesh and blood, thus the word ‘born’. Because of our unique way of creation, we were blessed with both abnormal strength and high aptitude in magic making us the strongest among the 7 race. Which lead to a really complicated history...
Among the seven that was created, the Humans and Demons are the only race that have almost identical outer appearance, excluding the reason of having a slower body aging process due to having a larger aggregate mana capacity and stronger physical capabilities, the only natural distinction between the two is with their eyes or more accurately(,) their iris.
It was either due to how we were created or that our creators decided it to be like this, Unlike the demons that have a single eye color which aligns to our creator's power that is ‘darkness’ thus the color ‘black’, the humans on other hand have a wider variety of eye color that ranges from hazel brown to emerald green due to them being created from the essence of nature.
“Is something bothering you brother? ”
“!!!” a soft, melodic voice suddenly called out to me, pulling me out of my thoughts.
Knowing who the owner of that voice is, I casually turned around to face her.
A little girl with a red ribbon that contrasted her silver hair was sitting on top of a pile of books, swinging her feet hitting back and forth repeatedly hitting the stack of books with the back of her rose colored shoes.
“Wouldn’t you fall from there if you keep doing that?” I said, as a precaution for accidents.
“Hmm?, Oh! this don’t worry about it, since I’m holding the stack with my weight..”
“I see..” hearing her response a sudden urge to tease her surfaced, “So~ you’ve gained some weight… was it because of the sweets you ate?” my lips curved when I said those teasing words.
She innocently tilted her head when she heard my words but as she slowly uncover the meaning behind them, she cutely puffed her cheeks and then…
“Hmph.. brother, it isn’t nice to criticize a lady weight” My sister, Sophia, sulkily replied as her face turned to the side...
I already expected her reaction, that’s why when she diverted her gaze from me, I silently made my way to her, deflated her puffed cheeks and started on stretching them...
“I wonder who's this ‘Lady’ that you're talking about?”
“A-yee a-m bw-oth-ew.. a-aye am” she flailed her hands as she protested to my actions
“You’re too young to call yourself a lady, and besides...” Letting go of her swollen cheeks, I gently lift her up and placed her on the floor, “You should act more of your age and let me and mom spoil you a little more”.
Physically we grow faster than a human and once we reach the age the of 10, (when) a demon’s heart is mature enough to release mana, we are able to manipulate our growth. Of course(,) when we reach that age, we can’t do it immediately but once we master how to control our own mana flow it is possible.
And even if our growth is faster than that of a human, our mental development are still on par with them
At first I thought that our accelerated growth also involves how fast one's mentality develops but when dad pointed out that among the kids that he has seen and met, I was an odd ball among them all.
Of course, as his son I was offended when I heard that but after he explained his reasons why… I was forced to admit that I might have been a little bit unique.
Long story short, I didn’t act my age. For one thing, I was shocked when I learned about my current reality. Either it was from confusion or me who was denying about it, I consumed every book and text that I could hold my hands , anything that could help me prove that I was still on that ‘reality’. With that I’ve forgotten about what my situation was and acted what I felt like for two years. I readily accepted that I somehow got resurrected but getting revived on a world where magic,monster and gods exist took me quite some time and books before I accepted it as a fact.
After hearing his reasons, I then connected some dots and slowly made my way to a conclusion.
Unlike our bodies that grew faster and can be altered with our mana, an individual’s personality is developed from gathering and evaluating the values that he/she sees and experience from their surroundings and the foundation of those is their family....
Which in this case she... Sophia, ever since she was old enough to understand and seeing as my actions made the adults around us acknowledge my opinions and views that garnered their respect, she then imitated my every actions, . Which quickly molded to her current personality.
Even when she acted like she knows what she is doing, under that facade is a clueless little girl who is just trying find attention. So that’s why every time she acts like that, I properly remind her of how she should act.
“Muuu~, Brother you bully...” she said, as she rubbed her cheeks that turned red while tears were slowly forming in the corner of her eyes due to (the) pain.
Seeing as she is behaving the way she supposed to, I gently patted her hair and tried to console her...
“Now-now, I’m sorry .”
“You’re definitely aren’t.” She angrily retorted.
“Yes and also why are you here?”
Seeing that her instincts is rather sharp when it comes to this kinds of arguments, I find it better if I willingly surrender.
I expected Sophia to answer but another person responded to my question…
“Her majesty has asked us to call you since it is about time that the party is starting.” A brief and concise report.
The voice originated from the door, where a tall slender girl with chestnut colored hair was standing. Her well curved body was greatly emphasized by the maid’s attire she was wearing
Her knee high skirt was clearly showing pristine white legs, while her chest may not on be the bigger side but the way her clothes traced her body makes people wonder if she has more in store underneath those clothes.
Paired with a lovely face that would definitely charm a man in protecting her, it perfectly completes the image of a fragile maiden.
For those who don’t know her, will have that kind of impression about her at first but once they spend some time with her, they’ll definitely agree that a person’s appearance is only second to their personality. For now, since there is an important event being held within the castle, so she is acting all nice and proper but once the events over and she becomes bored…
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Just thinking about it make my head ache…
Chelsea Brent, she’s my sister personal maid, a demon from a common family and birth.
“I see.”
Once I heard her report I immediately finished my preparation and tried to head out but when I reached out for the door knob, Chelsea moved in to block my way…
“Your highness, it seems that my master is still in foul mood due to your actions” She made a gesture for me to look behind, “If you could please try to console her ‘earnestly’ this time it would be great… My suggestion is that you compliment her dress since it took her some time to decide on what to wear for your birthday...”
The first part of her words were voiced out so that the other party could clearly hear her while the later half of it was told in a whisper hiding the fact that she is spilling something that her master wouldn’t want to be known.
Seeing as there were some merit with her suggestion plus hearing that my sister did some effort to look her best for today’s occasion, I should at least acknowledge her efforts.
Sophia was a step behind when I turned around, she had her head hang low and her cheerfulness from before was gone.
This girl… she tries to act like an adult but can’t even handle a simple teasing.
Kneeling in front of her, I then took her hand…
“My lady seems rather gorgeous tonight but wouldn’t it be better if you wear a smile instead of a frown to pair with your beautiful attire” While saying, I gently placed my lips on the back of her hand.
Sophia was wearing a light blue gown that was right for her height and was decorated with golden inlays of flowers and frills.
The design itself highly accentuated her innocence making the air surrounding her bloom. Like a flower fairy that lives inside a garden.
“Hmph. first you bully me and now you act like some noble prince, Did you really think that I would forgive you if you do that? ”
She strongly pulled her hand away from me, since I was kneeling I had to raise my gaze so that I could look at her face.
She had domineering appearance as her arms crossed over her chest and if I look at her from this angle, she has an uncanny resemblance with mom.
“Even if I say pretty please?”
“I’ll hate you even more if you treat me like a baby!”
“I’m sowe so pwease forgive me pwetty pwease.”
“BROTHER!”
she snapped and stamped her feet on the floor to make a point on stopping me from teasing her.
“Ok-ok is there anything that you’ll want me to do?”
“When you say ‘anything’ does that mean anything?” she asked in confirmation.
“...Yes” why does it feel like this scene was scripted?
A grin surfaced on her face when she heard my answer and then she slowly worded her orders
“Then I want you to...”
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The venue for the celebration was lavishly decorated just for the occasion.Hand picked flowers that were artistically arranged to enhance their beauty were placed in location that can easily be admired by guests. The tablewares were properly polished and were shining as the huge chandelier from above was illuminating the entire room with a golden brilliance.
Mouthwatering food of various delicacies were prepared and placed among the tables along the walls , a rare deer that is known for it’s soft and tender meat that came from the snowy plains was especially ordered and cooked by the castle’s chiefs is releasing a wafting aroma, assorted kinds of ocean cuisine that are known for their subtle taste are also prepared, while a century old
rum and exquisite tasting wine that were made from the elves and dwarves smuggled from the central continent are being served by the castle's servants.
A simple tune that is combination of string and wind instruments and being accompanied by a piano is being played by a group of musician to just liven up the occasion, while the guests on the other hand were dressed in different luxurious and expensive attire that showed off their rank within the nobility were chatting amiably as they waited for the start of the party.
Since this will be the prince’s first official public appearance and his 5th birthday, it was only obvious that it was held in a such extravagant fashion.
Half of the guest that have joined for the occasion are people who are hoping that they may be able to make an acquaintance with his highness and form a relationship with him through their gifts and some were hoping that they might be even able to have a better connection with him by introducing their daughter.
While the other half are here for their own reasons.
The musician suddenly stopped playing and a sharp sound of metal repeatedly hitting a thin piece of glass resounded attracting everyone's attention.
At the topmost steps of the marble staircase, a man with slick black hair was standing imposingly as he gazed at them from above.
He had a tall and slim figure but from the outline of the clothes he wore shows that he has a sturdy body evidence of his days as a soldier.
From a glimps, people who are picky about their attire would know that the black formal attire that this man was wearing was the most extravagant among those that are here, even when it was not decorated with expensive looking jewels or ornaments, the material itself is known to be the best among the best and are said to hardest to come by.
Seeing as all of their attention gathered at him, he gave the wine glass and spoon to an attendant near him and started his speech.
“For now, me and my wife, Keena...”the host or the king said so with a clear and loud voice, he held his hand to a tall silver haired woman on his side, she charming and was wearing a fiery red gown that had long straight slit that started from the ends of her gown revealing her long slender legs and traced upward to her milky white thighs, with a long black shawl wrapped around her slender shoulders. The dress that she was wearing was said to be in a trend among the cities of the central continent, “ would like to thank you for responding to our invitation and coming here tonight”
“As all of you know this would be my son’s 5th birthday and his introduction to high society” The king said “As my son grew within our castle walls rumors about his growth were being spread from person to person, some said good things while others were... a bit detestable if you ask for my opinion.” these following words were said in irritation as his gaze were locked on a certain group of people.
“With that, some must’ve made some assessment about his character but even so, I hope you reserve your assumptions about my son until you’ve truly known him...” as he said so he wrapped his left arm around his wife’s waist...
“We love and cherish our son even when he is peculiar among the rest and as his parents we could tell you all which among the rumors are true and which among them aren’t but if those words came from our mouth it would become biased since we would definitely gloat more on his positive aspects rather than to tell about his negative...” the king paused for a few seconds to survey the room, “But since the person himself will be joining us….” he held right arm in a welcoming manner, gesturing the guards at the opposite end of the room to open the double doors, “It would be much better if you talk to him and ask him yourself.”
The doors opened revealing two children a boy and girl, with the little girl being a couple of centimeters shorter than the boy.
The boy that was escorting the little girl had a complicated air around him, for some they just took this for granted and thought that it might be because this was their first time seeing him but to others specially those that were quite observant…
They’ve notice…
Compared with the little girl in a light blue gown that was innocently clinging to his arms and beaming a bright smile at those who are looking at her, the boy however had a mature outlook, the innocence that should be present to a kid of his age was nowhere to be found and instead he had a more scholarly air around him,a firm and steady gait as he stride confidently across the room, and the way he represented himself to the crowd showed regal and finesse fit for royalty.
All of these points made them wonder if the child in front of them really was a child.
And with the prince appearance the audience’s curiosity and excitement couldn’t be contained as they suddenly began to whisper among themselves, asking questions about the rumors that they’ve heard and about the little girl that he is with.
It was only natural that most of the people here didn’t know who the little girl is, after the Queen discovered about her daughter’s condition she mostly kept her life a secret from others only letting her trusted aides and vassals know about her growth and since a celebration like this can only be experienced once every twenty years this would also be her first time being out in the public.
To a demon, since they outlived most of the other races here in tyre, instead of celebrating one’s birthday yearly, they’ve changed it and only celebrated it once every twenty years where 20 is equals to a year of a demon’s lifespan. But demons that have not reach the age of adulthood which will be twenty, are able to celebrate their coming of age around the 10th year from their birth, While nobles and royalties celebrate two more occasions using their children’s birthday as an excuse for them to introduce their children to nobility, excluding their 10th year, five years from their children birth and another five years from their coming of age are marked as a celebration for the nobility.
Due to this her existence was something that the guest didn’t expect or to be more precise something they didn’t know.
Speculation about her identity was what most of the guests were whispering, with most of them guessing about her being his fiancee but others denied it since she wasn’t a child from the 3 Duke houses. While those that have connections within the castle, were grinning as they listen to the others whisper their speculations, they were looking warmly at the sibling as they walk through the crowd unflattered by their surroundings.
The prince arrived and stood in front of his parents and from the spectator's view there was subtle change in the King and Queen’s expression, the king was wearing an understanding smile as he looked at the two while the Queen was showing a fierce smile as her temples twitch which completely broke her alluring aura.
Moving his left hand away from his wife, he then pick up the little girl and let her sit in his arms and then with his free hand, he patted the prince head until his hair was dishevelled, “Hahaha!” A hearty laughter can then be heard from the King...
“It would seem that it won’t be just my son’s introduction tonight”The King said, “Ladies and Gents this lovely little flower over here is my daughter, Sophia Von Croy De Xionard and this little man over here is my son, Alexander Von Croy De Xionard” finishing his introduction, he gestured to the attendant beside him to give him the wine glass that is filled with red liquid, raising the glass high in the air he then declared, “ With our introduction finished! a toast to my son and daughter’s future!”
“To his and her highness future!” the crowd responded following the King’s action.
and with that, Alexander’s 5th birthday party began.
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Edit: And Before I forget. I'm sorry for the guy that message me way back when about my schedule of release. Instead of answering his question It would seem I did the opposite hehe~ sorry about that mate I was stressed with all the RL stuff happening and I just wrote what I had in mind. Your mail kinda of caught me off guard. Again sorry...
I'm releasing 3 chapter this week and after that I think I'll go with a leisurely writing of 1 chapter per week.
Okey~ Alexander 5th birthday is done next would be his 10th! and then his 15th and maybe 20th!~~ :P
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CIAO~ and best regards from JFG