In a realm where enigmatic Mystics wield dominion, shaping destinies as Elementalists, Enchanters, Martial artists, Psychomagicians, and the Gifted, one ancient magic remains a riddle yearning for a solution. The origins of these powerful Mystics have remained a perplexing enigma until the miraculous birth of a child bearing a unique mark — a symbol of balance and harmony, the yin-yang. This event triggers chaotic upheaval, drawing in hidden forces and enigmatic races, their intentions veiled in mystery. Yet, as swiftly as it begins, the event ends, the yin-yang marks vanishing along with the infant. This abrupt turn of events claims lives and weakens the mighty, its secret known only to three individuals, one of whom perishes in the ensuing battles. Years pass, and order is reestablished, but the yin-yang remains a forbidden topic, transcending institutions and empires. Now, on the cusp of change, the legend resurfaces. Brace yourself for a narrative of magic, intrigue, and an unwavering quest for truth — an odyssey poised to redefine the very essence of magic itself.
Thousands of takers, including Araia and her group comprised of Lady Ciara, Kat, and Rachelle, stepped into the Agility Course. A surge of excitement coursed through their veins, although some couldn't hide their nervousness. The maze of narrow pathways lay ahead, dimly lit with sporadic spotlights casting eerie shadows on the ground. With each step, their determination became more apparent.
As they approached the first challenge, a row of low obstacles resembling jagged rocks, Araia and her companions wasted no time. With swift and synchronized leaps, they gracefully hurdled over the barriers, landing firmly on the other side. Their unity and teamwork were evident as they moved together seamlessly.
The next challenge appeared in the form of a narrow tunnel, a tight space just large enough for them to crawl through. Dropping to their knees, they began to navigate the cramped passage, feeling the cool, damp earth beneath their hands. Despite the tight quarters, they continued to support one another, making their way through the obstacle with efficiency.
Emerging from the tunnel, Araia and her group found themselves on a precarious narrow beam spanning a bottomless pit. Their hearts raced as they carefully balanced, the abyss below a constant reminder of the consequences of a misstep. Each step was a test of their balance and resolve, inch by inch, they edged their way forward, demonstrating their unwavering determination.
However, not all takers were as fortunate. In the distance, cries of frustration and disappointment could be heard as some participants lost their footing on the narrow beam or struggled to overcome the obstacles. The failures served as a stark reminder of the unforgiving nature of the Agility Course.
With each conquered challenge, Araia and her companions were driven to succeed, knowing that they had to push forward despite the risk of failure. The Agility Course was not just a physical test but a mental one as well, demanding split-second decisions and unwavering focus. Araia and her group pressed on, determined to prove themselves, while others faced the bitter taste of defeat.
After completing the first part of the physical test, which was the Agility Course, Araia and her group, along with the other takers, moved on to the second part: the Endurance Trials. The anticipation in the air was palpable as they prepared for what lay ahead.
The Endurance Trials were a gruelling series of challenges that tested not only physical abilities but also mental fortitude. The takers began with long-distance runs through rugged terrain, their endurance pushed to the limit as they covered miles of uneven ground. Araia and her companions maintained a steady pace, knowing that pacing themselves was crucial in these trials.
Next came the ascent of steep walls that seemed to reach the sky. Each participant had to find the strength within themselves to conquer these formidable obstacles.
The trials culminated in a water obstacle that challenged even the strongest swimmers. The takers had to swim across a turbulent, fast-flowing river, battling against the current and exhaustion. It was a test of both physical strength and sheer determination.
This aspect provides an advantage to individuals hailing from the Pearl Empire due to their coastal upbringing, resulting in proficient swimming skills. Nevertheless, it's worth noting that this segment of the physical examination is particularly arduous.
As they pushed through these Endurance Trials, some takers began to falter, their energy drained and their resolve tested to the breaking point. The path to success was treacherous, with the spectre of failure looming at every turn.
"Hu hu hu," The four girls were panting heavily, yet the fatigue and sweat on Kat and Ciara's faces were beyond description.
"Ha! What now? Looking good in your outfit?" Rachelle taunted Lady Ciara.
"Shut up!" Ciara's curt response.
"Rest for a while; there are more tests to come," at the very beginning of the entrance exam, many had already fallen. This was partly due to the energy-consuming nature of the test.
"Right!" Kat agreed with Araia, nodding slowly.
Araia and her group knew that this phase evaluated their stamina, strength, and determination to the fullest. They drew on their experiences, both from the Agility Course and their teamwork, to face each challenge head-on. The Endurance Trials were the crucible in which they would prove their mettle and determination to become students at POSA.
As they waited for those who had not yet completed the test, Rachelle struck up a conversation with Araia effortlessly, as if it were second nature to her.
"Have you laid eyes on Prince Adrian, the celestial Prince Charming? He's quite the handsome fellow, sis!" Rachelle remarked with a sly grin.
Araia felt her cheeks flush at the abrupt inquiry from her companion.
The Celestial Vanguard members possessed a certain uniqueness in their postures and features, as they were considered more blessed in many regards. To paint a picture of their overall appearance, it was akin to an otherworldly beauty, a true celestial allure—much like that of Lady Ciara, their companion.
Rachelle couldn't resist poking fun at Araia's blushing, her voice dripping with playful teasing. "Why are Aria's cheeks turning as red as roses?" This provoked laughter from the group.
Lady Ciara, however, wasn't one to let such comments pass unchallenged. She retorted to Rachelle, her tone a mix of irritation and humor, "As if he'd even entertain the thought of liking you. But if we're talking about Araia, well, there might just be a chance," she added with a conspiratorial wink, causing Araia's blush to deepen.
Araia, flustered by the exchange, managed to stammer out, "What are you guys talking about?"
Rachelle, seemingly undeterred, continued her playful banter. "Why so touchy? Prince Adrian? Frankly, you look more like his grandmother!" she retorted, eliciting a playful kick from Lady Ciara and hearty laughter from Kat and Araia.
With the examination room filled to capacity, Lady Ciara struggled to locate Prince Adrian in the crowd, intending to introduce her companions.
Prince Adrian, being the cherished son of Emperor Astrael, held a special place in the royal family's heart. However, Lady Ciara, with her endearing and affectionate nature, had earned the distinct privilege of being the emperor's favourite granddaughter. This close bond had naturally extended to Prince Adrian, fostering a strong connection between the two.
Lady Ciara was eager to introduce Araia to Prince Adrian, confident that he would find her equally charming.
"Take a breather, girls, because the next round of the exam is just around the corner. I've got a quick errand to run," Araia announced, not waiting for her companions' replies before she sprang to her feet.
While a good number had met their match in the Physical test, the streets remained a bustling mess. Vendors had popped up stalls left and right, creating a maze of commerce.
Amid this chaotic dance, airships and majestic creatures soared above, ferrying arrivals from far-off empires.
Amidst the relentless tide of bodies, Araia found herself swept away, an unwitting passenger on this human river. She shut her eyes, expecting a tumble that never came. When she dared to open them, her cheeks had painted themselves a vibrant shade of crimson.