FORGING A NEW IDENTITY
The morning sun cast a golden glow over the bustling marketplace in the province of Aurelia.
Diaval and Nakita navigated through the throng of people, their minds focused on the task ahead.
Today was the day Diaval would begin his transformation into Daemon, a new persona that would allow him to infiltrate the Remeya Magic Academy.
"First, we need to gather the necessary materials," Nakita explained, leading Diaval towards a small, inconspicuous shop tucked away in a narrow alley.
'She seems to know around or rather everywhere,' Diaval thought.
'Though I'm not surprised the Feraths are Business men and women, merchants at that.'
The sign above the door read "Merrick's Emporium."
Inside, the shop was cluttered with an array of oddities and curiosities.
Shelves lined the walls, filled with dusty tomes, jars of strange substances, and trinkets of all shapes and sizes.