Flame?

Abbadon woke up just to see pure darkness. Unlike his dream, she could feel and sense everything around him. It felt as if something was watching him in this space full of darkness.

The item he would regularly see shine in his dreams was not in sight. Abbadon felt chills run down his spine. 

As he looked behind him he saw nothing other than pitch black. "I could have lost my sight after all I can still see my hands," Abbadon said to himself.

A small fire lit up various meters away from the place where Abbadon was in.

Footsteps appeared showing a path toward the flame. Abbadon hesitated but decided to follow the path.

As he followed the path he felt even more watched as if more people had started watching him. The hairs behind his neck stood up. Abbadon took this as a sign that meant that the ones watching him were extremely powerful so he shouldn't even consider doing something stupid as it would help him fall into his own death.

Abbadon continued following the footsteps till he reached the flame. As he reached the flame he didn't feel any harm from the flame it was the opposite he felt as if the flame was inviting Abbadon to touch it.

He obviously wanted to be sure that it was the right decision to touch the flame but after a few more minutes and the gazes of whatever was watching Abbadon felt closer, he decided to extend his arm and touch the flame.

As soon as his hand touched the flame his head started to hurt. He no longer felt the gazes as if they had disappeared as soon as he touched the flame. His head felt like it was being heated from the inside slowly the heat started to flow all around his body.

Abbadon felt weak as he fell to his knees. Abbadon started to have a weird vision that he had never seen before as well as a strange mystical voice that suddenly started shouting his name.

"Abbadon, Can you hear me? Abbadon!?" The mystical voice said.

Abbadon tried looking for the source of this voice but failed as he felt every inch of his body burn. The burning sensation only grew making Abbadon faint by the immense pain he felt.

⏃ 

A long time ago the world of wizardry was ruled by different powers. The martial artists, wizards, and rarely some sword wizards. These three were the ruling directions of all that lived in the wizardry world. 

Those who decided to go with the martial arts path learned a specific way with the usage of mana which was mainly known as aura. 

But before learning all of this one had to know which path inside the martial arts road they would choose. Whether it was hand-to-hand combat or with any type of weapon that had a blade some prime examples would be swords, spears, and daggers. Additionally, there were also ones that used the bow and arrow as their weapon.

Once they had chosen within path they had to learn the basics of Aura. First, they had to know what aura is for them to be able to use it. Aura is mana converted into a concentrated amount of tangible energy that comes from one's strength and emotions.

Now to the wizards, it was much different. They used magic circles...

THUM!

Abbadon suddenly woke up with a headache. As he looked around to see where he was he realized he was in the nurse's office. "When did I get here?" he said to himself.

The nurse's office is a large room where many beds are placed for any student who receives an injury inside the school to get treated immediately. The atmosphere in the nurse's office is calm and soothing to help the students recover.

After looking around and finding nobody Abbadon started thinking about the strange information his brain suddenly received. "Are all of those things that the mystical voice said true? And if it is what happened to that information why isn't that in any of the history books or in the spell books? I can remember that the voice said something about magic circles and there is no such information about those circles in any type of book."

"Oh my! Abbadon Riddleblade you woke up already!" The voice of an old woman was heard.

Abbadon looked at the wooden door of the nurse's office and saw an elderly woman who wore a flowing scarlet robe that matched her crimson-red eyes. Her hair has strands of gray hair showcasing her old age as well as her wrinkled face and hands.

"You had a severe head ached from mana depletion, you have to be more careful Riddelblade. I'm Nurse Wendy Fieldesly by the way. And ys my granddaughter is one of your classmates of yours Her name is Gina"

Abbadon stood up from the nurse's bed and thanked Nurse Wendy before leaving. As he was about to open the door to leave she stopped Abbadon from opening the door.

"Please try talking to my granddaughter she is not that sociable so it would be of great help if you could talk and make friends with her." Nurse Wendy said.

Abbadon nodded with a smile and left the nurse's office.

⏃

Abbadon walked through the school halls beside a very serious girl who had crimson red hair that matched her scarlet eyes. Just like Abbadon, she was in the house of Volpestra.

She often glanced at him and found it weird that a boy of the same age as him was walking beside her as a lot of people avoided her for being too serious and prideful.

Abbadon didn't care as he wanted to make friends in school but thanks to the rumors going around him he could make friends. But he knew that Gina was different she didn't look at him in a judging way like the others did.

"Um, why are you walking beside me can't you just walk beside another person?" Gina suddenly spoke, her tone was a very serious one.

"I-I want to be youre friend!" Abbadon suddenly said, his cheeks turning red.

Gina stopped walking and glanced at Abbadon with a confused face. "Really?!" She said as a faint smile appeared on her face.

Abbadon nodded with a smile. Gina extended her arm towards Abbadon. "M,y name is Gina Fieldesly, pleasure to meet you..."

Abbadon extended his arm and nervously grabbed her hand. "Abbadon, my name is Abbadon Riddleblade."

Gina continued walking and Abbadon followed beside her.

Gina's heart was beating like crazy but her face remained serious.

"YAY! My first friend!" Gina thought to herself enthusiastically.

She wasn't the only one who thought that as Abbadon thought the same thing and showed a serious face just like her.

Both of them walked together for the rest of the day whenever they went to classes and whenever they went to the common room of Volpestra.