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Laughing a bit, Sterling caught himself and coughed in an attempt to cover it up. "Uh, right. This is a hard one, so no worries if you don't know how to phrase it." He supplied, trying to contradict his familiar. Stupid Chime, always knowing how to make him giggle. But that was something Dante used to do for him. His sense of humor was, in many ways, his ultimate weakness. It was the reason he got into trouble so often, despite the fact he was one of the best students on campus.
"The Fate theory is known in countless cultures. Some call it destiny, of the inevitable. As you know," He said, trying to make his students feel better since Chime made them feel like total idiots, "Spells concerning time travel and space manipulation are severely frowned upon." Then he quickly sent a glance to the twins, "Of course, space manipulation is hardly the same as teleportation. Anyways, being a time mage is quite rare. There are two individuals on campus with the ability to use time to their advantage."
Clearing his throat, he continued. "One is a student, who was born with the ability to go back or forward in time a few minutes. That's all. While the potential power of a time mage is unthinkable, their powers are usually very limited. The great mage R. N. Eisenwald had the ability to send objects in time, but only to people who are born that day. It's a very complex ordeal, but she was able to alert countless people of danger before it happened, letting us circumvent certain disaster." He shook his head.
"But as far as the general public knows, she's dead. Space manipulation is the talent to rip apart the very fabric of our dimension. This can lead to a black hole opening up where the tear is, or, even worse, for something to come into our world where it doesn't belong. No one in this room as space magic, but even if you did, you wouldn't be able to tear apart our world. Luckily, no known individual, human or otherwise, has ever known to be able to do that. But space mages can see tears in our dimension, leaving us to wonder just what exactly created them."
Clearing his throat, Sterling pet Chime absently once more, scratching him where he knew he loved it. "Anyways, religious mages claim that the one creating these tears is God. No one really knows, but Ghost mages are able to sense an immense astral presence at the site of a tear. Some say that these tears are how souls traverse through our world into the afterlife. Anyone who attempted to enter, has never been seen or heard from again." He said mysteriously, in a cheerful tone.
"Fate's Theory is that there is a track the omnipotent being of the universe has in mind for all of us, and no matter what we do, we cannot change what it wants or what is meant to happen. For example, if you traveled back in time to stop someone from dying, they would still die, but the circumstances could change. Initially, they were meant to be run over by a car. If you go back in time and mess with things, they could still he run over, but instead several other pedestrians and drivers are killed as well' making the situation worse." He informed grimly.
"Uh, well that's all the basic theories of magic. Of course, there are more, but if I tell you any we'll have to take a quiz on it, so let's save that for later instead." He then rammed his hands together like he had an idea, nearly squashing his little sidekick. Then again, he wondered if he was the sidekick sometimes... "Oh, right! Well everyone at this school is also a freelance mage, which means we're all licensed to go on missions, of course, your permits are limited. You would have to go with a teacher, A.K.A. me. Missions can be really dangerous, so I don't need any dead weight." He muttered.
"The Fate theory is known in countless cultures. Some call it destiny, of the inevitable. As you know," He said, trying to make his students feel better since Chime made them feel like total idiots, "Spells concerning time travel and space manipulation are severely frowned upon." Then he quickly sent a glance to the twins, "Of course, space manipulation is hardly the same as teleportation. Anyways, being a time mage is quite rare. There are two individuals on campus with the ability to use time to their advantage."
Clearing his throat, he continued. "One is a student, who was born with the ability to go back or forward in time a few minutes. That's all. While the potential power of a time mage is unthinkable, their powers are usually very limited. The great mage R. N. Eisenwald had the ability to send objects in time, but only to people who are born that day. It's a very complex ordeal, but she was able to alert countless people of danger before it happened, letting us circumvent certain disaster." He shook his head.
"But as far as the general public knows, she's dead. Space manipulation is the talent to rip apart the very fabric of our dimension. This can lead to a black hole opening up where the tear is, or, even worse, for something to come into our world where it doesn't belong. No one in this room as space magic, but even if you did, you wouldn't be able to tear apart our world. Luckily, no known individual, human or otherwise, has ever known to be able to do that. But space mages can see tears in our dimension, leaving us to wonder just what exactly created them."
Clearing his throat, Sterling pet Chime absently once more, scratching him where he knew he loved it. "Anyways, religious mages claim that the one creating these tears is God. No one really knows, but Ghost mages are able to sense an immense astral presence at the site of a tear. Some say that these tears are how souls traverse through our world into the afterlife. Anyone who attempted to enter, has never been seen or heard from again." He said mysteriously, in a cheerful tone.
"Fate's Theory is that there is a track the omnipotent being of the universe has in mind for all of us, and no matter what we do, we cannot change what it wants or what is meant to happen. For example, if you traveled back in time to stop someone from dying, they would still die, but the circumstances could change. Initially, they were meant to be run over by a car. If you go back in time and mess with things, they could still he run over, but instead several other pedestrians and drivers are killed as well' making the situation worse." He informed grimly.
"Uh, well that's all the basic theories of magic. Of course, there are more, but if I tell you any we'll have to take a quiz on it, so let's save that for later instead." He then rammed his hands together like he had an idea, nearly squashing his little sidekick. Then again, he wondered if he was the sidekick sometimes... "Oh, right! Well everyone at this school is also a freelance mage, which means we're all licensed to go on missions, of course, your permits are limited. You would have to go with a teacher, A.K.A. me. Missions can be really dangerous, so I don't need any dead weight." He muttered.
Yay! Mind control! *nosebleed*
When did Path punish Edge? Lol, brain fart.
Yeah, this will be more of a horror arc than anything else.
I love how we're just now fleshing out our lore. XD
I actually have a really long arc planned, but it occurs after everyone's abducted and enslaved for the name of science.
Ugh.... I have an angsty feelings about all this, -.-
Skylark whimpering at Ferrum's little history lesson, he saw the pink dragon's tail raise to flick away some tears. He didn't know what a holocaust or a Black Plague was, or anything, really, but they sounded scary enough. He cuddled close to Leo, Choosing not to hear the others speak of when the earth was nice. This all happened when the earth was nice? Why didn't they fight anymore, everyone seemed to mad at each other with their conflicting perspectives.
"Leo, what does he mean?" He whispered softly. And, for that matter build what again? December pursed her lips, but otherwise said nothing to defend herself. While there was much more to the story, that part was correct. Even before she had become a hydra herself, she had tried to warn the humans of impending doom, but failed to alert her own people. In the end, both parties suffered. If only she had stayed within her clan, at least the grey dragons would still be alive.
Noire snarled, about to snap, but Sila spoke first. "There's more to it than just the humans. True, if they didn't cause so many disasters, our dragon kin might be with us today, but how can we be so sure? Dragons always fought with each other, not the humans. They were never worthy of being considered an enemy until it was too late." Slowly, Terra nodded.
"The only thing uniting all the clans was the Council, but when the Guardian clan fell, the council was severed in two. No matter how you choose to look at it, we could have annihilated the humans while we were ahead. The guardian dragons dying should have been a warning to us all," She muttered, though she wasn't alive when the elders had split. "I've never even seen a Guardian dragon in the flesh, but your colors do match their description," She said, eyeing Halley's cyan hair.
"Well, you dare each other to do stuff, and if you refuse to go through with the dare you-" Everyone held their breath as they expected the vain hydra to say 'remove an article of clothing' but instead managed to fabricate, "Get punished."
"Even if you are a guardian dragon,how can you expect us to trust you? Your kind disappeared, so why are you still here? Did you abandon your own kind?" Halley growled furiously and shook his head, "Of course not. Me and this idiot here," He said, staring accusingly at the sniveling aura dragon, "Were part of the Ygdrassil Order." Forte was interested in that. He laughed. "The legendary dragon knights? Impossible, they're nothing but a myth, just a talk tale the generals would tell us to work harder."
"Plus, you expect us to think you two losers have Ygdrassil dew in your blood?" Noire demanded. "Don't take it personally, but I fail to see how a crybaby and an anger case can be some of the greatest warriors who ever lived." Terra argued bluntly. It seemed to be just one lie after another with these two. The pink dragon didn't look like he could take care of himself, let alone protect their entire kind.
"It's true, though..." Lucian insisted timidly. What a whimp. "I'm confused," Skylark pouted, "What's the Ygdrassil order and the Council and the hydra?" He had heard the term hydra and elders before, but never truly knew what it entailed.
"Leo, what does he mean?" He whispered softly. And, for that matter build what again? December pursed her lips, but otherwise said nothing to defend herself. While there was much more to the story, that part was correct. Even before she had become a hydra herself, she had tried to warn the humans of impending doom, but failed to alert her own people. In the end, both parties suffered. If only she had stayed within her clan, at least the grey dragons would still be alive.
Noire snarled, about to snap, but Sila spoke first. "There's more to it than just the humans. True, if they didn't cause so many disasters, our dragon kin might be with us today, but how can we be so sure? Dragons always fought with each other, not the humans. They were never worthy of being considered an enemy until it was too late." Slowly, Terra nodded.
"The only thing uniting all the clans was the Council, but when the Guardian clan fell, the council was severed in two. No matter how you choose to look at it, we could have annihilated the humans while we were ahead. The guardian dragons dying should have been a warning to us all," She muttered, though she wasn't alive when the elders had split. "I've never even seen a Guardian dragon in the flesh, but your colors do match their description," She said, eyeing Halley's cyan hair.
"Well, you dare each other to do stuff, and if you refuse to go through with the dare you-" Everyone held their breath as they expected the vain hydra to say 'remove an article of clothing' but instead managed to fabricate, "Get punished."
"Even if you are a guardian dragon,how can you expect us to trust you? Your kind disappeared, so why are you still here? Did you abandon your own kind?" Halley growled furiously and shook his head, "Of course not. Me and this idiot here," He said, staring accusingly at the sniveling aura dragon, "Were part of the Ygdrassil Order." Forte was interested in that. He laughed. "The legendary dragon knights? Impossible, they're nothing but a myth, just a talk tale the generals would tell us to work harder."
"Plus, you expect us to think you two losers have Ygdrassil dew in your blood?" Noire demanded. "Don't take it personally, but I fail to see how a crybaby and an anger case can be some of the greatest warriors who ever lived." Terra argued bluntly. It seemed to be just one lie after another with these two. The pink dragon didn't look like he could take care of himself, let alone protect their entire kind.
"It's true, though..." Lucian insisted timidly. What a whimp. "I'm confused," Skylark pouted, "What's the Ygdrassil order and the Council and the hydra?" He had heard the term hydra and elders before, but never truly knew what it entailed.
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