In a universe where the memory of Wisps has faded, one of these elusive beings finds itself amidst human society two billion years in the future. But what exactly is a Wisp? No one knows anymore. Join this whimsical and unconventional Wisp on a hilarious journey as it navigates an unfamiliar world, seeking its place and rediscovering what it means to be a Wisp.
The queue continued to move at a fast pace, and the positions at the top of the leaderboard more or less stabilized. As one might imagine, the top thousand or more were all Level Four Maguses and Familiars. Yet, it was at this moment that an uproar happened in the queues and the waiting area.
"Holy shit!"
"Look at that!"
"It must be a mistake, right?"
Alvin noticed that and quickly checked his MCOM.
-1st | Xifrin Lou'dian: 845 Points - Level 5 Magus.-
"It is the same level as our Academy's principal..." Alvin took a deep breath, seeing that information.
Linfel was also impressed. "The test only accepts those below the age of seventeen. Truly remarkable. However, this is good."
"How come?" Alvin asked.
"Now everyone looks like trash, not only you," Linfel explained.
Alvin's mouth twitched. Why does he still ask? He knows nothing good can come from the wisp, and yet he just can't learn his lesson...