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Laughter filled the room next as Nathan just let out a heart filled cackle. Everyone in the room still pausing as they felt this reaction was rather strange to someone getting called a homeless b.u.m. Even Sevil was taken back as his smile came back to his face.
"I guess I am a homeless b.u.m. No money or home, so that is correct."
Sevil clapped his hands together to bring back some order, his eyes looking to all his students to indicate that was going to be the only question.
"Ok, everyone. Let's get into groups of four or five and share the textbooks. Go to page seventeen, and we are looking at the year one hundred and seventy A.E."
Nathan crept to the back of the cla.s.sroom, taking a seat in one of the chairs as he let out a small sigh at being called a homeless b.u.m. Could he even call being a G.o.d a job? It was closer to a way of life than anything else.
His eyes were moving back to the children with a smile coating his lips as he remembered back to the hot springs. He had come to a conclusion that he had lost his emotions which seemed incorrect when he thought about it now. He still felt many emotions, but his s.e.xual appet.i.te had vanished after a few weeks of arriving in the vortex.
Almost like his soul was already a G.o.d but his body still wanted to retain those earthly desires for as long as possible. In reality, it made some sense that he did not need that function as he could create entirely new beings with his powers when he still had his full strength back in the day.
"I just hope I do not get seen as a cold, heartless man." Nathan thought.
Sevil took this time to open his textbook as he looked around to everyone. His smile was growing as he noticed everyone grouping up correctly as he turned to the page.
"So today we will be learning about a gentleman named Auther Mandori, he was a beastkin with the capacity and talent as one of the greatest mages of all time. He remains rated as one of the most talented casters, ritual makers and even diplomats of the time. It's important for us to learn about historical figures."
Sevil looked around, making sure everyone was still paying attention as he continued the lesson.
"Mr Mandori came to this world in the year 155 A.E; he lived in the kingdom of Yztrix. To give some historical context for this period as we live in a much different world now. All of the average mortal races had become rather stagnant and even depressed as the G.o.ddess did everything and provided to them nearly all the crops."
He turned the page as he made eye contact with all his pupils, even to Nathan as he wanted to include him in the lesson.
"It stemmed down to the fact that why should a farmer bother to plough his fields when a G.o.ddess can snap her fingers and grow crops. What is the point of a man fis.h.i.+ng when a G.o.d snaps his fingers, and the fish comes to them? Many people started to feel almost useless as a G.o.d did everything much faster and more efficient without cost."
"This lead to the G.o.ddess of Fertility Yztrix's speech in 170 A.E"
He flipped the page again as he cleared his throat as to begin reading the direct quote.
"I care not if you produce one crop or one thousand. We G.o.ds are an existence that breaks the rules, and we expect no one else able to. Please do not forget that while we can do amazing feats. We can never match up to the combined ability of everyone working together."
"You all make our existence truly special and worthwhile."
Flipping back to the other page, he saw a few students looking in awestruck. It was clear that they enjoyed the stories and quoted more than the actual history. His eyes were looking to Nathan as he surprisingly saw nothing but pain.
"In the year 188, Mr Mandori started a magical arcane group of the top magical casters, rune-makers and ritual-makers to undertake a project even the DemiG.o.ds had struggled to do. By 191 he had convinced the dragon-kind to help him with this project due to the ma.s.sive amounts of Mana a dragon can store in its body."
Matea listened with interest as she eventually put up her hand, waiting for Sevil to point to her before asking her question.
"May I ask why he was doing this? What was the point?"
Matea's mature nature and question making the other children puzzled as Sevil smiled and continued with the lesson.
"Mr Mandori was supposedly a very ambitious man. If he was told he could not do something, he proved people wrong. Yztrix told everyone that they could not break the rules. He wanted to prove them wrong."
"The end of our story comes in the year 248. The actual date unknown but the accounts still held accurate as the entire world suffered an earthquake the size of which no one had felt before. The DemiG.o.ds curious to the source as it was clear that this was not a natural earthquake quickly moved to the location."
Turning to the last page, Sevil hoped this story would inspire some of his student's futures into making themselves better.
"They found an island flying in the sky with Auther Mandori standing on top. He was getting on in years being ninety-three years of age which is ancient for a beastkin. His final known words to the DemiG.o.ds still inspire mages to this day.
"Impossible creatures who change the world with but a thought. I've broken the rules that only the creator G.o.d can match. The ability for any mortal man to fly above the clouds and without the need of mages no longer. This island will fly forever without the need for you relics."
"You no longer need a G.o.d to create a miracle."