It's magic, you know?

"So, I began at the most powerful thing I knew of... The Elder Blood." Ciri finishes with a grave expression. "This, could be bad... But maybe they failed? Considering how old the journal is aswell as the fact our world hasn't been destroyed she must've..." she says, looking up at Reima.

He crosses his arms and sighs, "I can think of a couple candidates for this "Being", but nothing concrete... Whether or not she succeeded doesn't matter anyway, we need to focus on stopping the White Frost."

Ciri nods, "Think you can do anything to that rift as it is?" she asks, looking at the huge rift above them.

Reima shakes his head, "No... If it were like the portals I open then maybe? But, this one feels different... Is there anything else in the journal? It being here must mean that they are involved with this rift in one way or another."

Ciri nods, dipping her head once again to read the journal.

"My life of servitude and non-stop research had begun, I locked myself within a tower on the coast of the Undvil island and created a shield that hid my location, preventing people from even seeing the tower as well as forcing them to unconsciously avoid it. It wasn't difficult to do as my seclusion in the desert had allowed me much time to develop many different spells.

The being was also ever-present, distracting me at first but I eventually got used to his presence... There was no escape from his grasp, and I accepted that my fate was certain.

Years pass and I'd only just begun to touch upon the secrets held within my blood, and magics existence itself... The two things were inexplicably linked in some way I couldn't explain at the time, one thing was for certain though, I was on the "right" track, whatever that meant I had no idea.

One day while experimenting with ability I'd lost concentration and fallen, accidentally using my magic to teleport to safety... Perhaps it was due to the beings presence, or my forced servitude, but I did not consider the tower as "Safe", and found myself in another world entirely.

I appeared before a group of people and some peculiar short creatures... The people wore fine clothes reminiscent of the nobles back on the continent, forcing me on my guard. I prepared a number of magical shields aswell as numerous circles that'd reduced them all to ashes should they start a conflict, but, surprisingly they were more amazed than horrified by my use of magic.

One of their little girls who had white hair looked up at me hopefully, I had only just noticed the other injured child in her fathers arms... Their names were King Agnarr, Queen Iduna, Elsa, and Anna. The latter being the injured one.

They implored me to save their child, something that struck home with me, I had to return soon otherwise my own child would be in danger, but healing the girl wouldn't be difficult... With ease I forced some kind of ice-curse from her body and healed any other injuries she might've sustained from it.

The small beings were apparently known as Trolls, they were much more intelligent than the ones I knew of and seemed to have an affinity with ambient magic, even if they struggled to use it for anything. Again, they requested for me to extend my teachings, not to them, but to the white-haired girl who'd apparently harmed her sister.

I handed her the diary I'd been writing in since Avallac'h had started teaching me before leaving. I returned just as the being was preparing to reap my child soul, thankfully I hadn't dawdled with those peoples requests otherwise something terrible would have happened... The trip had been a good change of pace, but it'd also opened my eyes to some new possibilities.

Clearly, the Elder Blood was not bound to one world or another, which meant it existed completely independent of them. With this new frame to work around my research progress at ten-fold the previous speed, eventually leading me to the power source I was looking for, and the origin of the Elder Blood's power.

The void. A place existing outside and in between worlds that separates them and doesn't usually allow them to interact with one another, I suspect the conjunction of the sphere's had altered the rules temporarily and allowed worlds to intersect, providing us with the menagerie of otherworldly creatures you now see on the continent.

My discovery of the void had been the pinnacle of my life's work, no one had ever found or even thought of the possibility of it existing before, but I had not only theorized it, but found it. I wasn't allowed any time to celebrate with being pushing me to experiment further, the void clearly taking its interest...

The void, is the origin of all magic... It flows into worlds and fills them with ambient magic, filling the earth, dirt, oceans, creatures, and air. Of course, many theories speculate that souls have the ability to generate magic, but that isn't my area of expertise. Regardless, I had found my power source... It was time to try and link it with the being to fulfill our deal.

Before I explain my actions from here on, I will need to explain what magic actually is... It is nothing made manifest, this is the reason magic is so wild, chaotic, and has endless possibilities. The void was nothing, and magic... It sounds counter-intuitive but that's just how it is, to look further would be to question existence in its entirety." Ciri stops there for a moment, giving Reima a shocked look... He had the same expression, after all, they'd just found out the literal origin of magic, and the Elder Blood...