Antiago’s Diary

In Arias’ hands was an old diary, one that was obviously well-used. The edges of the notebook were wrinkled from being held, and there were traces of dust and even blood on the cover. There was no magical power radiating from it, yet Arias felt like it was even more interesting than a celestial-level magical item. After inspecting the cover of the diary for a moment, Arias flipped the page and began to read.

‘If you’re reading this diary, then it means that I’m already dead. ...My name is Antiago, a mage who’s in search of power. When I was six, I began studying magical texts. When I was twelve, I awakened my Ice power, and when I was twenty, I met two friends named Lyzus and Barrette. Like me, the two of them dreamt of becoming powerful mages. The three of us were like real brothers. We trained and we explored the wide world together. After a long period of training, we finally became the strongest group of mages in Berus. Even the Fonsel Kingdom had to treat us with respect.’