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Goodbye...

POV Azar 

I couldn't believe what I was seeing in front of me—my disciple using magic on his own. The problem is, it shouldn't be possible according to what we know about the interaction of magic and humans.

{As soon as he said his incantation, magic was manifested—not regular magic, no, it was ancient magic; it took the form of an ancient crown on top of his head.}

 "How?"

 "Huh?" Even Raven beside me is perplexed by this situation.

{Ah, he lost concentration}

 "What happen?" 

"You used magic..."

"On my own?"

"Yes..." 

"How?"

"I don't know...how curious, first your other ability now this."

He was taken aback by what I said, and I knew that he might know why, but I would not prey on the secrets of my student.

 ************

 {The system? ...right, you're the source, aren't you?}

 [Correct]

Azar didn't continue questioning me, so I excuse myself and went to my quarters, but at that time I was questioning the system.

{How is that you're the source?}

[The user isn't compatible with the energy source known as "magic", thus the system created a skill that could replace that deficiency.]

[Kèter'elyon(Supreme Crown)] 

{What does this skill do?}

[Act as a substitute for magic; the downside is that as long as this skill is activated, you can't use any other system skill.]

{Holy f**k} 

Now with this new-found skill, I give myself fully to studying the arcane arts, and seeing that I could use magic, Azar agreed with me this time.

{I know she is also using me to get information about the source of my magic, but unfortunately she will not find out}

********* 

POV Arella

It has been 3 years since that young man came to Azarath claiming that my daughter will bring doom here. At first, I was against him staying here, but with time, he looked out for my daughter, never leaving her alone, confronting any injustice against her, and I know that she considers him like family.

"You still hate him, Arella?"

"No, Master" 

(Giggle)It's an interesting young man, isn't it?"

 "A little"

(Giggle) "Like mother, like daughter."

 {Huh?} 

"I asked Raven the same thing."

"Ah, I see"

 ..."

 "Arella". I heard a more serious tone from Master Azar, so I turned around to face her.

"Yes, master?" 

"I want you to be the next Azar."

{What!?} 

************* 

After all these years, it finally happened: the death of Azar, our master. She appointed Arella as the next Azar, and although there was some opposition, they needed to honor the final request of their master.

 "I..isaac.."

 "Yes, master.." 

"By... my name... Azar, I grand you... the title of guardian... of Azarath."

"It's an honor."

"Ple..please..take..care..of Raven" 

That was my last conversation with my master; she said her goodbyes to everyone, and I hope she lived a happy life.

Raven was the most affected by the death of Azar, and not only that, but it was finally revealed to her who was her father.

"It's ok to cry, you know?" I told the young Raven who is beside me that all of us are sealing the body of Azar in the Grand Temple.

"I know, but I know that she didn't want that."

{She had grown a lot; as a self-appointed brother, I'm proud of her}

"Ha..ha.. You're right."

*********

"What are we doing here?"

Raven and I are in the room that I used the first time I used magic.

"Raven, I'm leaving Azarath."

For a moment, I could feel a fluctuation in her magic; I knew she would be affected.

"But, before I leave, i need to secure the safety of my sister, isn't it?"

(Blush) (cough) "What do you mean?"

"I know that the influence of your father's magic is making your life a little hard, so I'm going to seal it."

"You can do that."

(cough)I'm going to o try

"Let's go; put yourself in the middle, and I want you to take big breaths."

"Ok" 

She did as I told her, putting herself in the middle, sitting herself cross-legged, closing her eyes, and taking big breaths.

{Ok, show time}

"[Kèter'elyon]" I felt the familiar power cursing through all my body, an ancient crown manifesting in my head.

 (*Inhale*...*exhale*) I approached Raven, who was sitting, and then I took her little hands. I can feel that she was flustered, but now isn't the time for that.

"[Mi prenas viajn manojn kaj per ĉi tiu ŝnuro, mi kunplektos vian ŝarĝon, mi eterne ligos ĝin de nun, ĝis la fino de la tempo]"

(I take your hands, and with this string, I will entwine your burden; I'll forever bind you from now until the end of time.)

As soon as I finished chanting my spell, countless golden strings sprouted from my hands and attached to Raven, but not her physical form but instead her soul. After all, the influence her father is putting on her is in her soul.

{She is still calm, good}

Soon I could feel how the golden strings isolated something inside Raven's soul and encased it. With that, the spell was complete.

Raven opened her eyes, and I could tell that something was different.

"How do you feel?"

(smile)Better than ever."

 {Did..she..j..just smiled?} 

*********** 

"Don't forget to come back to visit."

"Of course not, master Arella."

(sigh)Arella is s fine"

"Sorry, habits" 

Right now I'm in the process of leaving Azarath. Thanks to Azar, I can now go and come as I please, as long as I protect Azarath and his inhabitants.

"Goodbye, Arella" 

"Goodbye, Isaac" 

I turned around, and I started chanting.

 "[Kèter'elyon]"

"[En aquest lloc i en aquesta hora, invoco el Poder Antic, Obre la porta a través del temps i l'espai, Creo un camí cap a un altre lloc]".

(In this place and in this hour, I call upon the Ancient Power to open the door through time and space and create a path to another place.)

As I finished my chant, a regal golden portal appeared before me.

 ".....wait" {Huh?} I turned my head around, and there she was—Raven.

"I thought you didn't want to say..." Don't forget your promise."

(Sigh) "I will not, so just be a good sister, train your magic well, and listen to your mother more, ok?"

She only nodded with tears in her eyes. I turn around and approach her, putting my right hand in her head.

 *pat* *pat*

"There, there, don't cry; we will see each other again. Bye, little sister". I turn around, and I walk through the portal.

"Goodbye, Isaac"

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