"...and that's where we are.... The Radziwill Island.... "
Cahara simply stared at her mother's face with disappointment.
"So mother let me get this straight... This Island was colonized hundreds of years ago to be a deep port between civilizations but after the Third Great War, this Island is basically forgotten?"
Cicilia turned around and became sad but then continued saying:
"No well... Yes. We are kinda isolated from the rest of the world. But this place is peaceful and food is plenty."
"And by food you mean.. smelly fish."
Cicilia did not like that remark.
"Erm... Sorry mom...."
Cahara's inner monologue: " Shit why did I say that to her? Fuck, I already know all of these people's personality and yet act like this. I am thousand of years old, yet still act like my old self. I should practice my act and mask first using my family members..."
" Anyways, mom what are mages?"
Cicilia smiled lightly and whispers to herself
" Of course every boy asks..."
Then she turned towards her.
"Well, as I said before, mages use mana to cast spells. Mana is in the air. It used to be equally spread in the world but for some reason five hundred years ago, Mana became concentrated in a single region in the world. No one knows why. Still, there is Mana in the air in the rest of the world, but barely. There is other places that Mana is concentrated but less like-"
" Like the Academy!"
Cahara's eyes turned bright like a light tower.
"... Yes, like academies."
Cicilia looked at her son then became sad.
" Cahara, you keep talking about the academy, about becoming a mage, saying it's your dream but... Sometimes, it's better to be realistic. Then, you can have a night full of sleep without worrying."
Cahara looked at her and thought then nodded. Cicilia saw that then smiled. After that he kissed his forehead.
" I am going to make dinner. Go play with your siblings, okay? Don't be so isolated."
Cicilia leaves.
Cahara's inner monologue: "... What a sheep mindset. No, scratch that. Even sheep's aren't that weak. It isn't the sheep's fault it can't think. But a human who surrenders his dream? Worse than a sheep. Afterall, without your dreams and such, what are you without your dreams? Thank you for reminding me that I'll leave this Island sooner or later."
"Cahara.."
Cahara's inner monologue: "... But how do the fuck do I leave this Island? Oh yes, through ships. But how do I joinn an academy? This sheepish parents of mine would get a heart attack if they don't see me for five minutes. How do I convince them to pay for my tuition to an academy? Wait, do they even have money for such things?
" CAHARA!!"
Cahara was startled.
" W-what the hell, Sophia?!"
Sophia stared at Cahara with her piercing green eyes.
" You were being a creep again."
"What do you mean a creep? How? By thinking?"
"Yes, because whenever you 'think', you scowl like a demon or smile like a demon"
"So either way I am a demon. Thanks for the compliment. Anyways, what did you want?"
"To play with us, of course."
"Who is we? Go and bother Julia or William."
"We as in Emma, mom and me. Also, William and dad went to the Burgher Guild, again. While Julia is just stuck to the new books that she bought from a ship that landed in the island a few weeks ago."
"Huh? Books? What is it about?"
Sophia smirked, as if she is a genius.
"You can either ask her or... Play with us and then I'll tell you."
Cahara's inner monologue: " Julia isn't comfortable to tell me what she ate for lunch, no way in hell that she would tell me what the books are for. But I know one thing about her: She is just invested in mages and magic as I am. And if I am not wrong, those books are about that. I could just go and steal it but... What if they turn out they aren't? It's risky, since Julia is really weird. I don't want to say it, but she is creepy as fuck. I don't want risks with knowing if I'll be rewarded if I succeed."
"Alright fine."
Cahara, Emma, Sophia and Cicilia kept playing for two hours...
" Sophia, come here! Give me my doll."
" Emma, you are already 9 years old! Just give mister bear!"
" NO! Mom, Sophia stole my doll again!"
" Sophia!...."
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Cahara sat on a wooden chair, exhausted.
" So.... what are the books about"
" Sigh.. you really are invested in those magics and such mumbo jumbos, aren't you? As for those books... They were very thin. Like say, five pages at best."
" So pamphlets?"
" Pampwhat?"
" Nothing, keep going."
Sophia became annoyed, but she continued.
" Anyways, I tried asking Julia and she just said it was simply some things only she would be interested to know and not someone my 'type' "
Sophia said that while raising her voice and shaking her head, trying to make of Julia when saying the word 'my type'.
Cahara's inner monologue: "Alright, those pamphlets are definitely about magic and such. I will steal them. It's settled. But first, I need to time it...."
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Later than night, Cahara slowly tried to open the door to Julia's room without trying to make a sound while entering.
Cahara's inner monologue: " Alright... Where are those pamphlets-"
" What are you doing in my room."
Julia stood up and said emotionless.
Cahara's inner monologue: " Ah shit... I failed. Time to use my Bullshit-No-Jutsu on her! "
"Erm I... Fuck it, I am here for the pamphlets."
Julia's eyes softened and smiled lightly.
"I knew you would come here tonight for the pamphlets."
"How? Did Sophia tell you?"
"No. I just know you well."
" So why did you ask?"
" To see if you have became more honest or not."
" So, did I pass?"
" Yes. You can view them. Here."
Puts out a pamphlets under her pillow.
" Uh... Thanks...?"
Cahara grabs the pamphlets. He reads it
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DO YOU WANT TO STOP BEING UNNOTICED?
DO YOU WANT TO LIVE MORE?
DO YOU WANT WEALTH? POWER?
COME TO THE TWIN MAGIC ACADEMY!
JUST 10 MAGIC STONES TO BECOME AN ACOYLTE AT OUR ACADEMY!
AS FOR HOW TO BECOME AN ACOYLTE...
EVERY TEN YEARS, WE'LL COME TO EVERY TOWN, PORT, VILLAGE ANYWHERE AND TEST FOR AN APTITUDE AND IF YOU PASS, YOU CAN PAY FOR TUITION!!
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At the center of the pamphlets, there was a badly drawn of a twin tower, as in with haste .
Cahara stared at the pamphlets, being dumbfounded. Cahara looked at Julia
" You sure this is legit? This seems.."
" Fake? I thought the same, but it is legit."
" When was the last time that they came to this Island?"
"Eight years ago. And no, you can't sign up for it. You need to be sixteen."
"Damn.... "
Cahara then though about his injured soul.
Cahara's inner monologue: "Actually...at that time my soul is probably completely repaired. At that time, I can be prepared. For now... Imma just wait and research...."