Legend has it that in the beginning, when everything was in disorder and raw mana ran rampant throughout the universe, five fundantal elents erged that would go on to shape the world.
Air, a gentle yet powerful force, brought forth movent and change. Water, a force soft yet firm, filled the cracks and crvices left by the elent of air.
Earth erged after, solid and steadfast, providing the very foundation for life to take root. Fire brought light and warmth to the world. Finally, ca wood, the elent of vitality and growth.
As the five elents ca together, life erged.
Out of chaos, ca order.
Yet, the five fundantal elents were not the first to erge.
More esoteric legends hold that in the beginning, before even the raw surge of mana, there were only two elents.
Space and ti!
Space was the great canvas, infinite and formless. Ti was the silent pulse, ever flowing and ever watching.
Together, they birthed the primordial stage upon which all things would unfold.
From nothingness, ca a living world.
Yet above it all, beyond even the five fundantal elents, space watches. And within it, ti marches on.
That would explain why the Astral Tyrant Manual has so similarities with the Five Elental Codex, Adam thought to himself as he stood atop the islet.
That would also explain why the Hand of Doom techniques incorporate the usage of gravity.
After all, the true nature of gravity is space itself!
Just thinking about the mysterious origins of the Astral Tyrant Manual, and the expert who had co across it in the ancient ruin belonging to a magical civilization of yore, Adam slipped into deep thought.
Just what sort of Magus could create such an astonishing technique? Their understanding of space must be unfathomable!
And what civilization did he belong to? Where did the civilization go? Did it beco extinct?
There were so many questions in his mind, but the answers to them all lay in the distant stars in the universe.
Adam raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the cosmic ocean. A look of yearning flashed in his eyes, and he muttered under his breath, "One day…
"One day, I will uncover the secrets of the stars. I will journey to every corner of existence!"
A grand adventure awaited him in the Greater Universe. Adam knew that very well. But before he could learn to fly, he had master how to walk and run.
He lowered his head, turning towards the City of Sails in the distance. His eyes narrowed, and he recalled the problems he was currently facing.
Until and unless he solved the problems here on Tron, he would never be able to journey to the Greater Universe.
His expression gradually turned grave when he thought of the Cult's conspiracy that spanned the entire globe.
He sat down cross-legged on the rock and conjured a large ceramic bowl. He then added several magical ingredients, so spring water, and so wine, of course.
After about ten minutes of preperation he had made an extrely potent healing tonic. This would be perfect to recuperate his body which had just gone through so much. The tonic would also boost his health rapidly.
He sipped from the large bowl from ti to ti. The healing potion was strong, and even he, with all his physical enhancents, could not drink all of it in one go.
If a regular Magus were to even sip it, their bodies would be unable to take it.
The youth silently sat on the islet, sipping on the healing potion, his gaze fixed on the distant lights of Hannes City.
His eyes narrowed, not from fatigue, but thought.
If Headmistress Godfrey is indeed in league with the Cult of Bones, then when did she join them?
Was it after I joined the academy? Or was it long before? If it was before…
Adam's heart turned cold as he tried to speculate on the series of events that he had participated in ever since joining the Clover Academy.
He stripped each mont of emotion, analyzing only what could be known, deduced, and reasonably assud.
Suppose her allegiance predates my enrolnt, that would an the Cult Leader placed her in the Federation deliberately.
But to what end?
The portal!
Yes, she was ant to oversee it.
Adam's eyes flashed with a peculiar light, and he continued down his train of thought.
Then what of the vampire who made his lair above the portal? Could he also be working for the Cult Leader?
A coincidence? Most likely.
A more rational event would be that the vampire happened to find that place by accident and made it its lair.
The Cult Leader must have known, yet he did nothing. Why?
Because the vampire posed no threat. Yes, that is likely to be the case.
That was until the vampire grew greedy. Until he spawned his kin and began harvesting the lives in Hannes City.
That would have exposed the cult's plans. So the Cult Leader acted. Not directly, but through the Headmistress.
But why didn't the Cult Leader take care of the vampire by himself? Adam wondered.
Could it be that such a thing was beneath him? Or that the Cult Leader was preoccupied with so other matter?
Still, the matter of dealing with the vampire was left to Headmistress Godfrey. And it just so happened that Hannes City had also requested help from the academy to deal with the widespread disappearances happening in the city at the ti.
Now, that begs the question…
Adam's eyes involuntarily narrowed, and he thought, Did the Headmistress know the true strength of that vampire before she sent and my team to deal with it?
It's likely that she did, assuming that the Cult Leader must have inford her.
Yes, she must have known.
If so, then why did she send a weak bunch of Mana Foundation Magi to deal with a powerful existence such as that Vampire, who was very likely a Mana Vortex Magus before he went into slumber?
Although after awakening, his strength was nowhere near his pri. At the very least, the vampire's strength should have been at least that of a Mana Liquefaction Magus!
Despite that, the Headmistress sent , Eddie, and Lisa to our deaths. Why?
What was her plan?
Adam thought for a very long ti before it finally started to dawn on him. The pieces of the puzzle started to seamlessly fit together inside his mind.
Right, she wanted us to fail.
She sent and my team, hoping for the worst outco. Then, she would send another team, and another, and another.
A slow escalation… until finally, she would be 'forced' to intervene herself.
A perfect cover to clean up the ss and ensure no one discovered the Cult's sches.
However! Neither she nor the Cult Leader expected to take care of the vampire.
If my speculations are correct, then that would an…
Adam's expression turned dark, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light. His lips parted, and he whispered a voice of realization.
"The Cult Leader has had his eyes on ever since that incident in Hannes City… twenty years ago!"
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