Alfred Eyes blink, Today is a wonderful day he looks around and sees sparkles and joy everywhere. Today he has become of age, he will be tested for his aptitude of magic. His Greatest wish is to become a Mage, and his second is fly around.

He has seen his dearest father, float above ground plucking apples with ease. Alfred doesn't know how strong his father truly is, he only knows is he was a great man in his early days.

Alfred looks out the window to the birds tweeting with brilliance. He gets out of bed and rushes downstairs, towards the living room and grabs a blue orange. He begins to peel as he walks towards the front door.

He looks at his perfect peel, and a slight smile emerges on his face, 'Perfect' escapes his mouth. He throws away the peel and eats while running, towards the nearest population.

Town Grive, is known for its abundance food. Its almost impossible to starve within its walls. Alfred greets the guards, as they welcome him back. He rushes past into the town centre.

As he gets closer, he notices a large crowd. "All Settle down, the Magic Testing is about to begin." A Voice Speaks shouts catching everyone's attention.

Little to no effort, did it calm the people as they got even more excited for their future. With time, slightly more people begin to join the crowd. A Gracious Presence allures people to the west side. A sharp hollow sound, as of a horse's hoof striking gravel roads.

Once they stop, two figures descend a singular step. One Boy and an noble. Alfred goes through his memories and remembers today Mr. Troy Cooth. Even though everyone knows he has talent, they came just to confirm his talents.

Alfred minds his own business and walks into the extravagant building, and looks around astonished as it looks even bigger inside. The room is dark, but the walls are filled with stars of all sizes.

"As you can see, all the stars are of different sizes, some you cant even see and some shine so brightly that it blocks other stars. And what i want you to do is focus on your largest star. Imagine yourself in front of it. Imagine yourself feeling its pain and happiness." Then the Host stops.

Alfred scans the room, looking for the brightest and biggest star. As he searches the entire room, he notices a tiny speck bloom into existence, but looks like its about to extinguish aswell. The Speck looks like its holding onto dear life but looking closer he notices its harmony and patience unlike the other stars, that do slight bursts of light to catch the users attention. This speck doesn't maybe because its a new born star, or that its special in some way.

Alfred Stops searching for the already established stars and focuses onto the little one. He Pays attention to its every move, and harmonizes with it. And they partially and the pact is made. A Thunderous Clap grabs my attention, he knew that time within this room works differently. Alfred looks around the room and notices he is actually the only one here. Not that he took a while, but everyone is hidden from others for no distractions.

And Its also like time stops outside, so once he heard a thunderous clap he knew his test was over and walked out of the dark room. A scorching heat embraces him, none have left yet as they have one last task to-do before they left.

"Everyone i hope you've gotten the chance you deserve, and now that we have reunited again everyone say "Status" to show your talent and future" The Host's voice speak into his mind and everyone else's.

"Status" Escapes Alfred's mouth.

Name: Alfred Level: 1 Talent: Space(Perfection) Time(Perfection Gravity(Perfection) Dirt(Minor) HP: 100% MP: 100% SP: 100% Skills: N/A Skill Points: N/A

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Alfred stares at his new profound knowledge. He eyes instantly lock onto his talents. Space? Never heard of it. Time and gravity? Never heard of those either. But Dirt and a minor grade too.

Alfred drops on his knees, his future is almost distinguished. But he strengthens his resolves. Dirt? I will become a dirt mage and create a dirt fortress. He smirks, but his doesn't show it only disappointment.

Dirt, not even earth im such an embarresment. He looks around the centre, he sees happy and sad faces. He guesses hes one of the unlucky ones, but he doesn't regret his choice. That star was his future.

He walks back home, but hears some gossip from the towns people, "Did you hear, the young lord has gotten fire talent" Shocks escaped the surronding people. It was common knowledge nobles normally expose their talents for fame and glory.

Alfred slightly jealousy walks home quicker. Once he sees his wooden hut, along with his father waiting for him paitently, he rushes over tearing up. His father looks worried but doesn't speak. They walk back home, "Dinner is ready, it's your favourite" Alfred's father speaks.

"Its Okay im not hungry" Alfred runs upstairs, and shuts his door strongly.

2 Weeks later.

"Alfred I know you are sad, but you need to leave your room to eat." Alfred's dad Storms in. He gasps looking at his half dead son. His ribs are visible and he looks extremely malnorished. Alfreds dad name is Steven. Steven Rushes down stairs, then rushes quickly back unstairs with water. He forcefully makes him drink it.

With newfound energy Alfred drinks it with vigor, looking slightly better Steven carries him downstairs, and put him next to food which he gobbles down quicky.

Steven bit his lip, he was in pain for not coming up there sooner. He was only trying to give him space, maybe alittle too much. Steven decicdes to make something light for his stoumach. Which yet again Alfred eats quickly waiting for more.

3 Day later

Alfred looks less dead, and has put some fat on his body. But he has trouble walking, with the lack of muscles. Steven helps Alfred with walking and makes him train slighty day by day. But his gilt to his sons situation is destroying him.

1 Month Later

Alfred can be seen walking normally and eating fine, but his giggly personallity has changed. But he feels unconfertable around people. And it feels awkward around his father, like he doesn't know the right works to speak anymore.

1 Year later, Alfred's determination and resilience are admirable as he works to overcome the disappointment of his initial test results and physical setbacks. With his father's support and his own perseverance, he's managed to bounce back and regain his physical health and abilities. However, his emotional scars seem to run deeper. The abrupt shift in his personality and discomfort around people, including his own father, suggests that the experience has left a lasting impact on his self-esteem and confidence.

As Alfred continues to train and grow stronger physically, it would also be important for him to address the emotional toll that his perceived failure has taken on him. Perhaps he could benefit from talking openly with his father about his feelings, fears, and insecurities. Steven's continued support and understanding could play a crucial role in helping Alfred rebuild his self-worth and emotional well-being.

Furthermore, Alfred's newfound ability to control dirt could be an opportunity for him to prove to himself and others that he can excel despite his initial setbacks. While it might not have been the talent he initially wished for, he can still find creative and powerful ways to utilize dirt manipulation. This journey of self-discovery and growth could be a central theme in his character development.

As Alfred runs through the woods, it's clear that he's regained his physical strength and mobility. But the true challenge lies in overcoming his internal struggles and finding a way to reconnect with his own identity and sense of purpose. Whether he becomes a skilled dirt mage or discovers unexpected strengths within himself, Alfred's journey is one of learning, growth, and the resilience of the human spirit.