Journal of Physics and Math for the Aspiring Magician
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A book that will guide you into the mysteries of mathematics and physics, teaching from beginner to complex formulas, following the point of view of an aspiring mage from the National Academy of Magic. The author will try to unearth your desire for learning physics, math, and more, while entertaining you with an interesting and compelling story, packed with action and romance. You will follow the ups and downs of the life of a mage who fails, learns, loves and discovers. The purpose of this book is to create a compendium of math and physics, to help spread the incredible knowledge under an entertaining approach. I hope you find embarking on this journey both pleasurable and useful. ... August 25th, 3018 New Common Era. "You have previously been told that the way of creating mana particles is by assimilating with the universe... Your thoughts and wills interact with what has been commonly called dark energy, and the result is the creation of VM particles." I nodded. "Well, that's not exactly right." That sentence alarmed the entire class. Mages improved by understanding more of the world, and therefore they have to follow the scientific method and basic rationality, liking it or not. Believing in a false theory should not actually yield any significant results as far as magic goes... It's impossible to believe we had been seeing things wrongly this entire time. And worse, it could disrupt the foundations of magic that we had built over time. The professor patiently waited for the class to calm down before resuming. "That is indeed how you create mana particles, there's nothing wrong about that. However, VM particles are NOT the only type of particle that can be produced from dark energy interactions." ""Wha-!?"" "How is that even-?" A ruckus exploded once again. I could feel my naturally producing virtual particles flickering in and out of existence, as I lost control of their production. I reckon my reaction should have been one of the strongest in the class, given my degree of faith in that particular professor. The majority would only believe a disruptive theory when they saw it with their own eyes, as a protective measure against falsehoods and... side effects like mine. I temporarily stopped my unstable radiation of mana and focused on the issue at hand. The woman continued: "There are, in fact, different ways of reaching the same place. In this case, different thoughts and wills that can interact with dark energy. The ancients called it the different Daos." Some quick assumptions revealed the logic in her words. Things were starting to get acceptable, magic-wise. "That also means... that there are other ways of creating worldly interactions that would otherwise look like magic, but that aren't actually magic. At least not how we know it." Wait a second... "...And yet, the general populace call it magic none the wise." My VM particles started to quickly flicker and shimmer. "In fact, the history books call it magic, too. However, there have been many of names for this sort of... miracle. Among them..." I broke out in cold sweat. "Divine Intervention, Power of Faith, Sword Intent, Bloodlust, Killing Intent, Fear of Death..." A tense atmosphere pervailed the room. "...Those are all proven states of will that can interact with dark energy. And each and every one of their interactions differ from one another, even if just slightly." I felt my connection to magic being cut off in that moment. "You have all committed a grave mistake. To assume that our 'Path' was the only one that led to knowledge and power is to discard the very first lesson I gave you." I gulped dry. I couldn't help but feel very vulnerable at that moment, especially because her words were correct in their entirety. "In this class, I will teach you about the other paths to power. And teach you how to defend yourselves against them, so this sort of thing does not happen twice. Follow me to the practice field!"
"Your eyes can lie to you; your ears can deceive you; your experience can mislead you; your imagination can restrain you. But mathematics won't." - Lucien Evans
My name is Leaf Westerham, hereby addressed simply as Leaf.
I hope that the lessons from my youthful youth (I'm still young and healthy, mind you) can help you forge a smoother path ahead.
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As the bell rang, I left school in a hurry to meet my mom at the entrance.
Every student from my grade happened to be super excited at the news we had just heard. Tomorrow would start our affinity probation period, where the government officials would bring us to measure our talents and interests so as to more properly align our studies.
Although I wasn't very familiar with taking tests, as they were considered not an appropriate educational method nowadays, I was very excited for it. The event was more important than a birthday, after all.
I reached my mom, a tall, long haired brunette on her early fifties, and gave her a big hug.
"Mom, they scheduled the affinity probation to start tomorrow!"
"Oh? Wow, my baby is becoming a man already!" She pinched my cheeks and smiled. "I will prepare your favorite for dinner, then."
"Great!"
We took the public transit, just like more than 99% of the population, and stepped out after about ten minutes. We then took an intermunicipal train for another fifteen minutes before disembarking at the station. A five-minute walk completed our journey to the apartment building we called house.
Our country wasn't a special one at all. Since the last world war, there haven't been any interstate conflicts, and every country managed to maintain its borders and its population secure. The World Betterment Association, or however it is called, issued universal guidelines for law-making, economic policies, sovereignty and military affairs, all in order to improve common society's living standards.
There is no more unemployment, or hunger. In fact, there is no more need to work, if you don't want to. The agro industries can now easily feed the whole population, and there has been no lack of government-funded public real estates as well. There's enough energy for everyone due to the advancements of technology, and the environmental protection agencies see constantly less need for their involvement in the market.
In short, thing's are going great. Except for compulsory education. The consensus in my class is that it's extremely awful. In particular, I wish I could just play games all day…
Anyway, once I turn 15 and graduate in three years, I would be able to spend the rest of my days becoming a professional gamer. I would live in extensive luxury, have three cars, three wives, and…
...
I woke up early the next morning, and set out with mom for school.
When first period started, the teacher gathered everyone into a school bus, and we were lead to the appraisal facility.
On the way inside, I noticed how weird the glass door was. It opened from bottom up, but there didn't seem to be any sort of mechanical gear pulling it up.
With a smile, the well-dressed man explained to us how the next few days would go.
"I welcome you to the first floor the the Appraisal Compound, where every student in the city will eventually discover their paths in life. I will now briefly explain how things will go."
The teachers who accompanied us watched in silence, and perhaps even respect, despite hearing that every year.
The government had been the one to implement the Appraisal system, and it has apparently been part of our country for two hundred years.
