Xacradal 1

Xacradal was a small continent in the heart of the world. Here in Xacradal magic was the life blood for its denizens. Xacradal although it was a lone country it had unified the world under the flag of the people. Everyone was equal under this utopia. How could Xacradal possibly unify an entire world? Very simple in fact, because of the ultimate spell their top scientist, Exea devised. The Starfire Ultra. This spell when executed to perfection draws upon the power of the stars. This alone could wipe out an entire country.

Magic in Xacradal was as common as the stars in the night sky. One of the strongest schools in all of Xacradal was Malrose, Academy Of The Arcane. Malrose gave way to many geniuses in the art, most namely Exea! Exea after she retired decided to teach at Malrose. Exea's life was nearing its end. Exea held her forehead and coa.r.s.ely rubbed it profusely, the skin on her forehead was raw and turned red, "jeez this is frustrating, their just no good, no good at all!"

She leans back in her chair and relaxes her shoulders, "hopefully this new batch will be good."

In a few days the new freshman cla.s.s would be indoctrinated in Malrose. Exea lifts up the transcripts and reads through the freshman list she lifts an eyebrow at one of the names "Osolyna Truewind….. Interesting, very Interesting."

She closes her eyes and hums quietly to herself. "Her magic potential is a 196, average. But her talent in magic is an astounding 500! Magic quality 45, quite poor. I can work with this."

She gets out her chair and struts over to Headmaster Malrose, she flicks the door open with her mind "Headmaster!"

Headmaster Malrose crosses his legs and leans back in his chair. He shoots a disdainful look at her "Exea."

She crosses her arms "watch yourself Malrose. Anyways I wish to talk about Osolyna Truewind."

Malrose sits up and folds his hands together "what about?"

"Why was she admitted, sure her talent is record breaking but everything else is simply… ordinary?

Malrose shrugs "it was out of a favor, her father is Edore."

Exea sucks in her teeth "but why is she so weak?"

Malrose stands up and walks over to his bookcase, he runs his hand over a book. "He's not her real father. Her actual origins are unknown! But I do owe him a favor."

Exea walks over to him "well then can I take her on as a disciple!"

Malrose steps back he tilts his head "why?"

Exea shakes her head "I don't know but something is telling me to take her."

Malrose strolls over to the alcohol cabinet and pulls out a tall delicately cut bottle of whiskey. Malrose pulls off the gla.s.s stopper, "you know something Exea?"

Malrose pulls out two very extravagant gla.s.s cups and hands one over to Exea "what?"

Malrose laughs lightly he pours her some and himself as well, he takes a small sip. His nose very slightly flares up, "I never liked you, even now."

She takes a sip "I noticed."

Malrose chuckles "yes, yes I made it very obvious, but do you know why you were never expelled?"

Exea takes another sip and snickers "well if I was you would miss me too much!"

Malrose shakes his head "always the jokester. No, I kept you on because you had insane talent, you also had keen judgement. If you want her, I trust you."

Exea stands up and she finishes what is left in the gla.s.s. She leaves without saying a word. The students wouldn't arrive for another month, Exea sits down on the floor. She thinks as quietly as a mouse. "Might as well try."

In the blink of an eye a month pa.s.ses. Malrose, Academy Of The Arcane has never been this busy, this is the biggest batch of arrivals they ever saw! One of the most promising entries is a young sorcerer by the name of Atroc, he is the son of Izzar, Collapser of Time. Izzar is a very powerful force to be reckoned with. He is a dragon from the Dark Dimension, he is also known as the eater of time!

Anyways Exea didn't have her eyes on this one. She is on a balcony that hangs above the main hall, usually the other teachers sit up here when conducting the entrance exams. She sits down and looks down at the students. There were a total of eight teachers. Pantasma, Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Time, and Astrology. These were the eight fundamental magic types. Exea glances over to the one next to her "Phantasmagoria."

Phantasmagoria doesn't pay her any mind "Exea."

The teacher in between them puts his hand up, "quiet down you two we don't need a repeat of last year!"

Exea sits back in her chair and bites her tongue, "shut it Izzar you are the last person i want to hear from."

Izzar twitches his eyes "you dare test me?"

Exea stands up and her chair flies back "watch who you use that tongue on!"

Izzar stands up as well "what are you gonna do play with some stars!"

Exea grits her teeth "oh, you must like short lives!"

Exea sends a blast of her aura at Izzar, Izzar also sends just as hefty of an aura.

BOOOOM!!!

All of Malrose shakes the light fixtures fall down and come cras.h.i.+ng down on the freshman. One figure adorned in crimson red robes that radiates an aura of flames, jumps from the banister. "Alright kiddos first lesson!"

She wags her finger and a ma.s.sive hand made of flames bursts from her finger. This hand splits off into several hundred hands. Each hand catches one of the lights. Each of the students were cowering praying to the G.o.ds that they spare them. However the only one left standing is a small girl whose face was gently kissed by the sun. She is wearing white robes, they are as delicate as snow. She had auburn hair that flows freely on her shoulders. This girl is none other than Osolyna Truewind.

She floats down to greet this Osolyna. The fire user points her finger at Osolyna "just who are you?"

Osolyna Truewind puts her leg behind her and grips her arm "I'm Osolyna, thank you for saving me!"

She closes her eyes and laughs, she slaps Osolyna's back "I like you, my name is Donnena I'm a teacher here."

Donnena jumps back up and sits down in her chair, "Izzar I told you to watch Exea not fight her."

Donnena holds Exea's hands "are you ok?! That big meanie didn't hurt you did he!"

Exea laughs "thank you Donny, I always liked you"

Izzar shoots a huff of hot air out his nostrils. "Whatever Donnena, if you want her in check you watch her!"

In the next moment the doors leading to the balcony blasts open. Malrose and two others walk out along with him. Malrose is not only the Headmaster, but he is also the Earth wizard. Malrose booms out to the crowd "listen up, we shall now begin testing for magical prowess. If you can catch the eyes of one of us then you shall be admitted if you can not..."

The crowd starts to nervously shudder, one of the students calls out "this isn't fair!"

Malrose lifts an eyebrow "oh? How so?"

The student stumbles around his words then points to Atroc "because he will be picked no matter what! His father will surely pick him!"

Malrose tilts his head "Izzar what do you have to say about this?"

Izzar crosses his arms "I won't pick him at all if he doesn't get admitted I'll surely lose some face, but I'll lose more if I show pity!"

Malrose lifts his hands up "well there you have it! Begin!"

The tests go on forever, there are only two points of interest for Exea, Osolyna and Atroc. When it's time for Atorc to perform she suddenly zips up out of her seat. He strolls forward and breathes slowly. "Dragon volly." His voice was silk to everyone's ears.

BOOOOM!!!!

"ROAAAAR!!!!"

30 streams of blinding lightning hara.s.ses Exea's eyes. She covers her eyes "ack stupid kid!"

An ocean of dragons swim about the main hall. One goes astray and zooms toward Exea. Donnena jumps to her feet, however Exea lifts her hand up "I got this one Donny."

She lifts her finger up "sunlight orb."

A small sun forms from the tip of her finger, she flicks it forward, it, with a dainty approach, greets the dragon. Exea raises an eyebrow "huh? It's being pushed back! Interesting."

"Negation aura."

The orb resonates a red like power which starts to lessen the dragons power. "Now, Starfire a.s.sault"

The orb splits into 180 comets that slap against the dragon. With a swift blast of wind the dragon disperses. Exea looks delighted, I think I may have another."

Malrose is dumbfounded, then suddenly everyone broke into cheers "what a wonderful display. Any takers"

Everyone but Izzar raises their hands as a show of willingness to accept. Atroc breaths and screams from the top of his lungs. "I choose Exea!"

Exea smiles "as to be expected, now come up here boy!"
Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Atroc stammers "r-right of course."

He teleports to her side. Malrose stands up "now for our last student "Osolyna Truewind, come right up."

She nods then steps up, she is shaking in her boots as she looks at the crowd, she gulps, "here gose nothing I guess"

She lifts up both hands, she looks like a conductor, wind swirls around her. She flicks her hands "wind bomb."

A slight crack of the wind follows with a small gust of wind. Everyone was speechless, "how… disappointing!"

Everyone breaks out into laughter, they hold their guts struggling to stand. Osolyna's face is a tomato. She almost runs off stage before one of the teachers on the balcony stands up "EVERYONE SHUT UP!!!"

The crowd quiets down, Exea continues "Osolyna that display was elegant and beautiful, your talent is a force to be reckoned with. Just your spells are weak, this can be changed. Come join me up here child."

There was just a few murmurs but after Exea said this all noise came to a halt.

Osolyna nods then quickly made her way to Exea. Exea holds her two new disciples shoulders, "come children we have work to do."

They look at each other then shrug their shoulders, "oh well."

A couple of minutes pa.s.s by before they reach her cla.s.sroom, it is empty and barren. Exea wiggles her fingers and the lights flicker on. The lights are unstable to say the least. They are dim and turn off sometimes.

Osolyna coughs and wags her hand in front of her face 'cough cough', "what is-" 'cough', "that?"

Exea frowns "this is my cla.s.sroom, you are the first students to ever step foot in my cla.s.s. You should feel honored."

Atroc crosses his arms and leans against the door frame "tell me what does an Astrology teacher know about Time?"

Exea gives a sideway glance, she sighs "you must get your sharp tongue from Izzar."

She flicks her fingers and Atroc disappears, Osolyna tilts an eyebrow "what did you do to him?"

Exea smiles, "got him out of our hair for a little. Now watch me this is the Soulburn technique, low power if executed by someone with no talent. Takes little magic."

Exea demonstrates this technique. Osolyna stares intently and when the technique is fully demonstrated, Osolyna is flabbergasted "this… is so strong!"

Exea sits down in a chair that is near her "look if you use that on magical creatures then you can sap their magic power for yourself. Go now child. I want you to explore The Windsource Dungeon. There you should find the Crypt of the Perished Emperor."

Osolyna squints her eyes at her "what am I going to find there?"

Exea laughs, "something good!"

Exea wags her finger over Osolyna, snow particles rise up around her body, and in the blink of an eye Osolyna disappears.

Thousands of miles away

Osolyna appears in a foggy grove, there are several willow trees that resonate with wind aura. There is about an inch of milky water that hovers on the ground. Osolyna tilts an eyebrow, "this is the Windsource Dungeon!"

She is about ten feet away from the dungeon. Fog densely hugs the dungeon. "What's that? Wait that's-"

She jumps into a nearby bush and pokes her head from the bush. "Those are sylphs!"

Deadly fairy-like creatures patrol the area. A bunny hops into the fog. The next moment.

SLAs.h.!.+

POP!!

A fountain of blood stains the dungeon walls. An eyeball rolls over to Osolyna's feet. She has a lump in her throat. She holds her mouth to stop her from screaming. She jumps back and one of the sylphs notices. The horde just looks at one of them "go check that out Ovul."

Ovul grumbles "fine! But you get the next one!"

Ovul starts to float over to Osolyna, she crawls back in hopes of not being seen. "Wait!"

She slaps her palm and Ovul goes mad, Ovul's eyes flare up and turn into a solid crimson color. Osolyna waves her hands like a conductor, "Soulburn!"

A scarlet beam of electricity shoots from the tips of her fingers. The bolt hums and resonates, the bolt felt very similar to Osolyna. The bolt stabs into the sylph, in the next moment the bolt of lightning begins to forcefully rip the soul of the sylph out of its body. The soul converts into pure magic, which Osolyna's body devours.

Ovul's body falls to the floor as an empty husk. Osolyna steps over the lifeless body, "man Exea wasn't joking!"

Killing the rest of the sylph's was child's play. Osolyna scooted past all the lifeless bodies and hurried into the dungeon. The dungeon was completely empty, moss had grown over the stone, it was very obvious no one had been here in a long time. Osolyna walked through the dungeon. She grazed her palm against the wall. The wall began to hum with a sapphire light. Runes on the wall glowed.

DROOM!!

A stone wall opens behind her. She pokes her head in, she looks left and right, then enters.

FWOOs.h.!.+

A few braziers lit up with a cool fire. It is azure in color and gave a hidden warmth to it. "This place is amazing!"

In the center of the room is a giant coffin, he is unmoving and stiff, he has long since been dead. She walks over to the fallen emperor and she places her hands on the corpse. For some reason Osolyna felt very uncomfortable. She continues to reach.

In the center of his chest is an amulet that resonates pure wind magic. Osolyna is unable to remain still. She grabs the amulet. In that same moment the fallen emperor grabs her.