Lock
Illustrious Royal Palace, Letters Kingdom
'This world sucks…'
Lock thought, talking in his own mind, even chuckling uncontrollably thereafter.
"Tap. Tap. Tap."
His footsteps echoed against the marbled floor as he turned to the corridor. Five males and females dressed in butler suits—the highest form of formal wear in the kingdom followed him.
'This seems like a bad day…'
He thought, fastening his pace by a fraction of a second, confident no one would be suspicious.
It was a really abnormal day in the Letters Kingdom. Despite the truth that it was as of now summer, the climate was cold. Rain was pouring on the housetops, and thick grayed fog had wrapped the whole Capital…
"Tap! Tap!"
It was a day most individuals would or maybe selected to remain inside and twist up in their warm covers.
Tap! Tap! It was a day most people would rather choose to stay indoors and curl up in their warm blankets.
Lock's small footsteps echoed slightly faster. He did not change style and elegantly continued walking onto the opulent corridor, heading towards at the very end where the opened door was.
Grinning, Lock moved past the chandeliers in the ceiling.
It was at this moment.
"Thud!"
With no notice, Lock suddenly put power to his legs and buzzed like a fly.
"Thud! Thud!"
His heavy, powerful concurrent step sounded even louder.
Every royal attendant sighed in helplessness over such sudden yet familiar scenario.
"This again?"
"What are you doing?"
"Go after him."
Even before the command, three faster men in butler suits chased after Lock at even greater speed, but Lock was grinning!
"Slow," he muttered.
He didn't even turn his head and then, by a ten meter distance from his chasers, his body reached his royal chamber before his main royal attendants can close the distance.
Right before his royal attendants can squeeze into the tiny gap and stopped the door from closing with their arms or maybe their legs, Lock didn't hesitate and made a dangerous yet elegant back kick, sending the door closing with a ferocious bang!
"Hehe."
A small smile blossomed on his face. That last kick was a move he had mastered.
The fastest butler chasing him expressionlessly stepped back, pushing the others behind like a retreating tank, as he avoided the dangerous impact of the crashing door. Getting hit with that force and impact would be utterly dangerous!
Knock! Knock! The fastest butler expressionlessly knocked twice at the door.
"Your highness, don't forget your awakening ceremony this afternoon!" the royal attendant reminded.
The room was thick-walled and very sturdy, but they knew Lock can hear still hear their voice.
"Please don't disturb me. I would take a nap." They heard the voice of the kid.
Looking at each other, without verbal instructions, the three butlers didn't pry anymore at the prince's business inside his locked royal chamber and guarded outside it with impeccable security as they stood against the walls.
When the maidservants and the other butlers arrived too, they swiftly acted in the same manner, positioned themselves, and lined up in rows and columns, just before the walls of the hallway. Even if the third prince of this Kingdom was strong, his safety was in line: they can't mess up or each one of their heads would roll to the ground…
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Inside the royal chamber, Lock grinned at the complicated circle lock he was proud of having and turned around to his room.
Over five-feet tall, Lock had only turned fifteen two months ago. Looking at his face, he was the perfect description of a young 'prince charming in flesh'. The first thought anyone would have when they see his godly presence would have been that he was very handsome. Yes, just very handsome…
His pale youthful skin and his golden eyes shining bright like polished gold in a dragon's lair hanging under his thick golden brows like golden wheat in summer were just otherworldly.
… His face was that of a young God… people praised in the newspapers.
Walking, he yawned in exhaustion, as his golden dazzling hair rested on his forehead. Even at such a young age, it would be no exaggeration to say he was the most handsome boy on the planet.
For his other quirks, he was "abnormally and extremely" athletic, nimble and strong. As the observers said, he was like an ogre trapped in a child's frail-looking physique. In short, he was a 'monster'. A prodigy found in only a million years…
And what was most impressive was that it was no exaggeration…
By the time he was seven years old, he could easily lift with his bare hands a large boulder of rock by the size of a bed to the air. By the time he was eight, he kicked a tree's trunk and dropped the ripe apples rolling to the grasses.
When he turned nine, he already mastered the fundamentals of the martial arts of the royal family. In the same year, he triumphed over a hundred fighting experts in his practice bouts and emerged as a promising warrior with the power of an armored regiment.
What was the story here, though?
Well, the calendars finally struck July…
Therefore, the Month of Fate was finally finished.
But for starters, what was the Month of Fate?
Well. The month of Fate was June.
June was a period where the seven moons in the skies of Argon would form a circle and believed to sprinkle distinct mysterious dusts of magical powers to humanity.
Humans called it the Month of Fate because it was a turning point of life said to be bringing world-changing developments into the future. It could be the birth of a legend!
Now!
It was July!
From this day on until next year, fifteen-year-olds which were the only humans capable of awakening their supernatural powers would measure the stages of their powers.
The reality was simple and harsh.
1. Become a wizard and live a life of privilege.
2. Fail and become an ordinary Joe.
This was the same for everyone, including the third prince of the kingdom: Lock Letters.
But Lock has a problem.
What should he do when he already had other powers prior to turning fifteen?