From teenage, Olivia wanted to be active in social work. Due to her father's reputation and restricted rule, she never got a chance to mix up with local people rather than high society people. Local people are known as Townsfolk, always discriminated by high class people like Neon Amburs.
Olivia started to go to sect after turning into Sixteen turnings. There she got chance to meet with random people ranging from townsfolk to high class people. She knew she belonged from not high classpeople, rather from high middle class family. Her father, Neon Amburs, always wanted to enter into top tier class society pursuing first note out of three notes. She never dared to ask him about the details of the notes. Only she knew, the notes are the symbols of the rich tapestry.
Olivia stands up from her bed and gets changed wearing a silver lining gown designed by hands. The design is so furnished it can catch anyone's eyes. Suddenly someone is knocking the door. "Mam, your dinner."
She opens the door but finds two person standing in front of her calm black eyes. One is her maid and another one is her father, Neon Amburs.
Her father steps in the room. He looks around the room to check the room perfectly. He sits down on the coach of the sofa situating beside a big wall cover with paintings of Olivia. Olivia takes the plate and bids her maid bye.
"Why are you late today?"
Olivia knew her father would ask her this type question. She delivered her answer prepared before, "I was discussing a topic with my friend."
"On which matter?"
"Job in the official."
"Why?"
"I want to be self-reliant."
"What's the matter that my little beautiful delinquent girl wants to join the official at this age?"
"It is not like that; I just was thinking like that."
"You don't have to worry about our financial condition."
"But dad, I really want to take part in society." Olivia insists with pressure in a convincing voice and urge face. She knows if she demands anything her father will conduct it no matter how difficult this is!
Neon doesn't reply in a hurry and thinks for a while. "If you insist like this, I will think about this matter tonight." He takes a pause and looks at her beloved daughter's face and adds with his last words, "But you don't need to go outside to do job."
Olivia was not prepared for such a reply. "Why can't I?"
"It is not the appropriate time for you. Something is happening around the official. It seems like a conspiracy. So I don't want to put my daughter's life in danger."
Olivia thinks about conspiracy. "What conspiracy it can be" , this line is shattering Olivia's mind repeatedly. She knows the war is coming by Maester. Are war and conspiracy co related with each other? Olivia couldn't understand what to do.
She thinks, "I will tell about conspiracy to Maester. Till then I have to follow my dad's commands."
Neon interferes, "Are you thinking anything?"
"Nothing, nothing."
"So, what's your decision?"
"I agree with your advice but I have a condition."
"What's that?" Neon asks with a suspicious look broadening his eyes.
"I want to go to the sect frequently."
"I will agree but you have to promise me you won't be so late like today."
"Done."
There is little chitchat passing between father and daughter. Then Olivia's father, Neon Amburs, bids her good night and leaves the room. The flame still is enlightening the room.
Olivia closes the door and sits on her bed. She then notes down the power of her in her personal diary. The diary is the sign of aristocracy of the Amburs family. There is a big "A" in the middle, colored in red purple. In the right corner of the diary there is written 0256-06 in Latheri. First four digits indicate the Turning and last two digits indicate Reckoning. But present year is 258 Turning. Reckoning doesn't have consequent turning. It always varied from the commencement of life in this world.
She has written down all the power, starting with Water Manipulation, Holding breath for twenty minutes, Diving hundred meters in a single breath, Creating mini waves and Contract with flora and fauna.
Then Olivia puts her diary beside her pillow, and lies down on the pillow keeping her head. She stares at the ceiling. Her eyes blink for a while repeatedly. She is all time thinking about all the incidents happened before. She never saw a man brutally killed in front of her. She was almost burst out. She didn't know how she controlled herself.
She understands this world is not like top tier class. There are always hanging conflicts, conspiracies, war. She falls in a deep sleep thinking all these.
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Inferno reaches at his house at midnight when the rood moon is shining brightly. But where Inferno's house really is. This question's answer is actually beyond description.
Inferno's home stands at the edge of the road where road ends pretending to be a street. The ground around it is hard-packed dirt, darkened by years of ash and foot traffic. No fence makes it boundary. The structure leans slightly to one side. Not enough to collapse, but also enough that anyone entering into it looks at the supporting beams at first.
The door neither fully closes nor opens. When wind blows at night, the door taps against a frame in a slow rhythm - a sound Inferno no longer notices.
Inside the air smells of iron and ash. The furniture is minimal and practical. A narrow bed made from rough boards supports a thin mattress stuffed with old cloth. A sword leans in the corner, not honored, not respected – placed like a farmer leaves his tool. There is a hanger in the upper right corner to hang up his dresses, mostly torn apart and old enough to determine its age by just one look.
Who could tell that this is the house of a Royal Commander's son's house?
When fate doesn't go with you, the consequence ends up here. Today's pangs are the reasons of betrayal of Inferno's father to royal family.
Inferno all time blames his father for his present condition.
Inferno slides the curtain from the window to enter the light. There is no lamp in the house. There is always darkness clouding over the house. He knows he can create fire but he doesn't think real at all.
He gathers some paper and binds them by the rope. After a while, he closes door and windows and sits on the ground. He keeps his eyes fixed on the bundle of paper yet he can't find out how to use his power.
He punches again and again over the bundle but nothing happens at all. He, out of anger, exhales strongly. Suddenly the fire catches the bundle and gets enlightened. Then he again tries to blow. This time again the bundle gets fired. Then he gathers an another bundle of paper to make fire. After binding them, he again blows and this time it gets fired but in a limited way. He again blows but doesn'tcreate fire like first time.
He understands his first limitation. He can create fire four times in a row yet every next step the power will be reduced.
He thinks in his own mind, "I now can do magic show in Dacin city. I will earn enough money from there. Even that place is the gathering spot of the official people. Maybe I can get a chance to enter into the official and complete Maester's order in time."
"Really I am now strong. But what power could Dragon achieve after drinking five liquids in a row? Is he stronger than me?" Jealousy is increasing inside Inferno's mind.
He stares up at the sky and shouts out, "It is all of you, dad, who brings me down. I am now suffering for your betrayal to the royal family. Why did you do that?"
He only hears his words reflecting in the silent and quiet night all over the room. Till now he blames his father for all his misfortunes.
Inferno lays down on the ground looking up at the sky. He doesn't want to think about today's meeting. He is now waiting to come next day. He has fixed his mind to go to Dacin city to enter into magic show. It is heard Dacin city is famous for entertainers. In next arc, there is going to be a circus show being held.
The magic show is going to commence in Dacin city after three lights at noon. The magic show will be held in Brestow municipality of Dacin.
Inferno wants to join the show and use his power to gain money.
He closes his eyes and meditates to sleep still he can't sleep. He opens his eyes and closes his eyes repeatedly, again and again. After a while, he falls asleep even he doesn't understand when.