We walked out of the room, through a hallway and down another hallway, finally emerging outside in a courtyard surrounded by buildings.  It was a beautiful sunny day.  The sky was bright blue, there wasn't a cloud to be seen, and two moons were plainly visible in the sky above us.

Up until that moment, some part of me hadn't accepted that I was really in another world, but there, in the air above me, was irrefutable proof that this was not my homeworld.  I stared up at the moons, taking time to absorb the enormity of the situation.  I had been torn from my world, given strange powers, and placed in a world so far away that I might never return.  I didn't really want to go back anyways, and I had been the one to make the wish, but that didn't make the situation any easier to come to terms with.

When I eventually directed my attention back to the area in front of me I realized the others were nowhere to be found.  They must have just assumed I was following them and left without me.  My fault, really.

Well, they shouldn't be too hard to find, I thought, breaking into a jog.

A few minutes later I arrived at a group of teenagers wearing school uniforms.

"Hello, the camp!" I yelled, drawing the students' attention.

"Um, hello?" one of them said as I got closer.  "Who are you?"

I thought about his question and all that it implied.  Technically I'd been summoned as a familiar, but that really didn't apply any more.  Best to just give them a simple lie.

"Me?" I said with a broad smile.  "I'm a foreign exchange student."

The students exchanged glances.

"I didn't think Radia Academy did that," said a male student with brown hair.

"I just got here today," I said.  "Professor Alba was supposed to get me settled in, but I got distracted by the scenery and next thing I know I'm standing all by myself in a courtyard.  You didn't happen to see him come by here, did you?"

The best lies contain a nugget of truth, after all.

"Sorry, no," said a cute girl with red hair.

"Dang."

"Where are you from?" asked a male student.

"A place very far from here called America.  Ever heard of it?"

"No," he said.  "What's it like?"

"Oh man, you would not believe some of the stuff I've seen."

For the next half-hour I regaled the students with stories from my world.  What my school was like, some of the stupid stunts I'd pulled that were hilarious when you weren't in the middle of them, things like that.  I was very careful not to mention my soul-crushing job or anything negative about the life I'd left behind.  Then the subject changed to something I was quite curious about: magic.

"So everybody has their own Domain?" I asked.

"A Domain and a Soul Weapon," Bethany (the cute red-head) said.  "A Domain limits and focuses the spells somebody can use, while a Soul Weapon is the owner's crystallized mana.  Of the people that can manipulate mana, most people can either cast spells or summon their Soul Weapon, with some rare people being able to do both."

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"Hey, how do you not know this stuff already?" Jason asked me.

I shrugged.  "I never really got a chance to talk to Professor Alba, and before I arrived I didn't know anything about magic."

Jason frowned.  "Not even the basics?  Surely you must have picked up some information from your family or schooling."

"Weeelllll, this is going to sound a little unbelievable to you, but where I come from there's no such thing as magic."

There was a stunned silence as everybody digested this information.

"I don't believe you," Ben said.

"I know it's a stretch, but it is true.  No magic, no spells, no familiars... we have a rich tradition of magic in our stories, but they're all fictional.  Hell, I'm honestly surprised to find out that magic really does exist."

"Then what are you doing here?" Ben asked.  "To be a student at the academy you have to either be able to cast a spell or summon a Soul Weapon."

Ben held his hand out.  The glowing shape of a curved scimitar appeared in front of him, its hilt in his hand. Then the glow shattered, leaving him holding an actual scimitar.

"See?" he asked.  Then the scimitar glowed again and shattered, the pieces fading into nothingness.

"I don't know about a Soul Weapon, but Professor Alba said I was of the Rejection Domain.  Does that means anything to you guys?"

Jason whistled.  "That's incredibly powerful," he said.  "Everybody here uses magic in some manner, and the Rejection Domain is the opposite of that.  You can think of it as anti-magic.  Your power allows you to generate an area under your control, and once the area is established you can nullify any magic within it."

Everybody stared at Jason.

"What?" he asked defensively.  "Some of us actually paid attention during class."

"ALEX!" a female voice yelled.  I looked around.  It was Elizabeth, the girl that had summoned me.  She stomped up to where I was standing. 

"What do you think you're doing?" she angrily asked, fuming at me.

"Hello, Elizabeth," I said politely.  "Have you met my friends?  This is Jason, Bethany, Ben-"

"Cut the crap!" she yelled.  "You were supposed to come with Professor Alba to see the Headmaster with us!  I've been looking all over for you, and you will come with me right now!"

"Alas, it appears I must go," I said to the group in an exaggeratedly theatrical manner.  I placed the back of my hand against my forehead.  "Parting is such sweet sorrow!  But I shall not forget you, you few friends who have come to mean the world to me in such a short amount of time! Adieu!  Adieu!  Auf wiedersehen, adieu!"

Bethany giggled.  Elizabeth stomped off and I followed her.

"So that went well," I said to Elizabeth cheerfully.  Still pissed off, Elizabeth didn't respond.