Onto The Magic Academy

The sun radiated its light upon the surface of the earth, showering the benighted skies with light, this marked a new dawn. The beginning of another day. The skies were as clear as diamonds, it was also as white as it was clear, it was like a vast painting. The winds blew fiercely as they grazed through the class fields and pervertedly lifted skirts and passing litter, it brushed by the Capital with ease, in response to this, the trees, grass, and crops swayed left to right dancing as if they were in a ball. The environment was as lively as always. Indeed, it was another day in the vast continent known as Radura.

Loud chops could be heard from the forest as a long man could be seen cutting away from the trees. He wiped the sweat from across his face while mildly panting, he was shirtless, this revealed a perfect yet young bodily figure. His long white hair blew with the winds, as the sun shone at his ocean blue pupils.