The Ring.

Time really flies by. Soon Merlin turned 15 years old.

Merlin when on earth, was a decent student. He finished his post graduation in applied mathematics. He already knew how to read and write. Although a different language, but he had a solid foundation. Mathematics and science came naturally to him.

Merlin know how difficult it is for someone to be a mage. most people don't get hopes high.

people know mages are very intelligent. Its one a the basic requirements to be a wizard. he has intelligence which surpasses all his peers. when he got know that he have gift for magic, he was very happy.

He was in a room, with the shelves lining the sides filled with a sense of antiquity. The surroundings were full of books. Under the light, Mike Anderson came watched Merlin reading and solemnly passed him a ring, saying, "merlin, my son, this is our Anderson Family's heirloom, one of our ancestors were level 1 magus but he couldn't break through and before he died he passed This ring if any of our descendants had the gift of magic, they could use this ring to enter a magic academy for free! I give this to you, now, in hopes that you can be the pride of the Anderson Family and uphold our legacy." said and left the room with smile on his face.

Merlin took the ring and lightly rubbed off the dust on it. The ring was black and a blue diamond on its center, Holding it in his hand, it seemed to have a cold and gloomy aura. Although Merlin had not given this strange ring much thought before, this ring was not going to be that simple.

Merlin was very curious about the magic ring

Thus, Merlin placed the ring close to his eyes and carefully scrutinized every inch of the ring. Surprisingly, just as he was focusing all of his attention on the ring, there was a spell of trance as though everything around him had darkened in an instant.

There was space ,This was a space about ten square feet wide. There was darkness everywhere and it looked exceptionally empty and vast. A hint of doubt flashed across Merlin's head. Then, he was awakened in the blink of an eye. Slightly stunned, he looked around to discover that he was still sitting on the wooden chair, holding the ring in his hand. It was as though everything that had happened earlier was merely his illusion.

Merlin pondered deeply for a moment. He could clearly recall everything he had seen in that dark space. He believed that it was definitely not an illusion. Therefore, he focused his mental energy and stared at the ring once more. After a while, just as he had expected, he was back in the dark space that he had been a while ago. It seems that this ring contains a space.

"Dong, dong, dong."

Just as Merlin was still immersed in his own memories, the knocking sound on the other side of the door sent him dashing to his bed as he called out, "Come in!"

The door to the bedroom was pushed open gently. A servant girl dressed in a gray uniform walked in with a change of clothes. "Young Master Merlin, .

"Young Master Merlin, Sir Baron is waiting for you in downstairs for breakfast."

Merlin nodded. "Okay, I'll be down in a minute."

As bowed slightly, lifted her dress, and left the room without a sound. Finally, Merlin rose from his place and put on the ring on the desk and left for dinner.