Magic Academy

Chapter 11- Magic Academy

A young man around the age of 12 or 13 named Ronan Kal was walking towards his home after visiting the market area.

Gazing toward the setting sun he increased the speed of his feet.

Ronan Kal was the young man who reported the bloody scene in Krsna's house.

He was wandering in the market area when the policeman Edgar met him and said that he should not say anything about the bloody scene to anyone if he did not want any trouble for him.

His home was on the west side of the village in the direction of Green Ash forest.

He quickly reached his home and after drinking some water he climbed the stairs and reached the only room on the first floor.

He carefully pushed the door and entered inside.

Inside he saw a man around the age of 25 standing in front of a calendar hung on the wall with bright long orange hair in a simple white shirt and black pants.

The man with the orange hair was  focused on the calendar,

17 June 1285 was today's date.

He stood with a crossed arm and behind his crossed arm he held something long that was wrapped fully by white strips of cloth.

Once Ronan saw him, he came close and said,

"Brother Sunny, do you know what I saw today?"

"What is it?" Sunny asked nonchalantly.

Ronan with more excitement said to his brother,

"In brother Krsna's house, I saw blood  everywhere, even on the walls,

I was so scared that I immediately ran toward the police station and reported it to Edgar"

"Oh, so what happened to the dead body?" Sunny asked still his focus on the calendar.

"Dead body??.... What are you talking about brother?"

Ronan was confused, sunny replied without turning,

"If there is blood then someone must have died for example the owner of that house"

"No brother sunny, Krsna was all fine, I dont know from where the blood came"

Ronan shivered remembering the bloody scene,

"And I dont want to even know it….it was very scary, brother"

Hearing this Sunny turned and looked at the Ronan with his ember eyes.

Through the untied upper button of the white shirt, one can see his perfect physique.

"Mother is cooking something very delicious today, go and help her," Sunny said with a light tone.

"Okay," Ronan immediately exited the room and climbed down.

Sunny stood there for some time in silence and after glancing at the calendar one last time he climbed down as well and came outside the house.

He walked toward the bicycle parked on the side but in the middle, he stopped as if he changed his mind about not using the bicycle.

He walked in the east direction towards the Green ash forest, which was almost a mile away from the mantur.

When the sun almost reached the horizon Sunny reached the border of the forest.

Sunny entered the forest and continued walking until his eyes saw the remains of ancient temples.

Stones lay scattered, covered in moss. Trees grew amidst the ruins.

Silence filled the air, broken only by the rustle of leaves.

Amidst the ruins, Sunny discovered a hidden passage leading underground. The entrance, partially obscured by fallen debris, revealed a narrow, winding path.

With each step, the air grew cooler and the surroundings darker.

As he ventured deeper, the faint glow of sunlight faded, replaced by an eerie twilight emanating from the unknown depths below.

Underground, Sunny entered a long, shadowy hall. At its end stood a massive metal door, adorned with a striking carving.

The figure seemed both earthly and otherworldly, chained from ground to sky- an imprisoned demon frozen in time.

The door emanated an ominous aura as if tempting him to open it.

With a calm expression, he placed the long object covered in white stripes of cloth on the side of the door and pushed the metal door with all of his strength.

Once the door opened he again picked up the long object covered in cloth and entered a chamber.

Inside he saw three more small doors. one displayed a demon-like figure, its form entwined with the dark and sinister-looking roots of a giant tree, a symbol of primal fear.

The second door depicted a scholarly sage, holding a book, representing knowledge and wisdom.

The third door bore the carving of a small, deformed creature, an enigmatic presence shrouded in mystery.

But this time he was stunned looking towards the third door with a deformed creature.

He had entered this place many times but never saw this third door.

Originally there were only two doors.

"The fuck is happening here"

He did not approach the third door, his instincts were preventing him from getting close to that door.

The door with a carving of a sage-like figure also gave him the feeling of repulsion but it was not that strong still he never touched that door.

He slowly approached the left door with a carving of a demon-like figure and pushed it in one hand.

Sunny entered a circular room with every side engraved with letters of an unknown language.

In the center of the room stood a statue of the same sinister demon-like figure, its form entwined with dark, creeping roots that seemed to emerge from the very stone beneath.

The demon's hands were raised, as though holding something- a sword perhaps- but there was nothing there.

"Variables are started to emerge, I cannot waste time any longer"

He lifted the long object in his hand and started to untie the binding that was held through a metal ring on the cloth.

As he continued unwrapping the white cloth, something similar to a great sword's hilt appeared made with dark roots giving the feeling as if it was absorbing the light within this room.

He stopped unwrapping the cloth once the hilt was completely visible but the blade was still wrapped in the cloth.

Sunny then tied the unwrapped piece of cloth over his eyes, shrouding his vision in darkness.

After grabbing the hilt of the sword, with one single flick he unwrapped the entire sword.

Its blade was pure dark as if it could engulf all the darkness in the world. blindfolded, Sunny walked towards the statute with cloth hanging from his head, brushing the ground.

Each step echoed softly in the chamber until he reached in front of the statue.

He suddenly thrusted the dark sword aiming directly for his own heart.

"Squelch"

The dark great sword pierced into his heart, blood flowed out of his chest, and his heart beating stopped. All strength immediately left his body.

But he did not panic and he mustered all strength he could to open his mouth,

His majestic voice roared into the closed room.

"Anant Traata Avatar"

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Krsna Sol sitting crossleged on the bed inside his house looked at the time on the wall clock.

'7 PM'

But his mind was not focused on the time but on how to enter again into that mysterious place with an oak tree and small house.

"The Existence?" said slowly hoping for a response to come but nothing happened.

"Mr. The Existence?"

Silence.

"Mr. Wizard"

Silence.

Krsna Sol sighed and started thinking how he could enter into that realm or if it was even possible for him to enter there willfully.

Feeling tired after all the mental work he decided to sleep for now.

He did not need to cook since he had eaten plenty with moon buddies.

But when he was about to close his eyes, his vision changed.

He found himself sitting beneath an old oak tree, a small house behind it, and a small campfire beneath it.

He stood up from the stone seat and walked toward the small house.

Many greenery surrounded the house and some veins climbed through the walls.

Once he entered inside he saw a small room filled with many books placed here and there and a wooden small table and chair in front of a single window. From it, Krsna could see the oak tree outside.

Each book looked old and without any title on the cover.

krsna controlled his curiosity to open any book and walked out of the small house.

He carefully scanned his surroundings,

An old oak tree, a small house, a campfire with two stone seats, a wooden lounge chaise, and mist surrounding all this.

krsna noticed on the side of an oak tree on the mist wall there was a little gap. He approached it and found out that it was a passage.

  He entered into it and walked into the mist. 

After a minute of walking, he emerged out of the mist as his pupils dilated seeing the scene in front of him.

In the heart of this fantastical realm, where the fabric of reality blurred into the realm of dreams, there stood an architectural marvel that defied all known boundaries.

This colossal castle of unfathomable proportions reached towering heights that seemed to pierce the very heavens.

Its spires, adorned with intricate carvings and ethereal sculptures, stretched so high that very tips vanished amidst the clouds, a mere whisper against the canvas of the limitless sky.

Yet, as remarkable as its height was, the true majesty of this castle lay in its breadth. Sideways, it extended as far as the eyes could perceive, a sprawling domain that evaded quantification.

The sheer vastness of the structure was staggering; it stretched across the horizon, blending seamlessly with the distant landscape.

From a distance, it appeared as a city unto itself.

As Krsna Sol moved his gaze away from it with great difficulty he noticed a stone placed just a couple of steps away from him.

A milestone!

An arrow carved on it points towards the gigantic castle.

And below the arrow carved were two words,

"Magic Academy"