Introduction

Once upon a time, there was darkness. Endless darkness. In all that darkness was one being. The Pure One. This person had an ability so strong that existence itself could not comprehend. This being was lonely. It wanted something else. It created 2 worlds. The first world being the real world and the second one being a world of magic. An entire planet filled with mythical creatures that the first one could only dream about. It created the ultimate magic system for the second world. Cores. These cores were in your body however you do not feel them nor see them. It cannot be touched by other people or yourself. Unless you summon these cores by will. It will appear in your hand as a round glowing object. These cores function as the basis for your entire magic. Without these cores, you cannot wield magic. Every human is given one core at birth and needs to deal with that. The magic is completely randomised but there's a saying that your parents' genes will affect that. There's also this phenomenon called transporting. Transporting is when someone feels extremely suicidal they suddenly disappear and get transported into the second world with cores. People like that are called Transporters. This story is about someone who underwent the rare activity of transporting. The start of a bothersome journey...