"I don't think I should be doing it. Uncle Janus will scold me a lot if he finds out I used my abilities for fun..."
A ten-year-old boy was sitting on a cliff with three more kids just as young as him.
The young boy had beautiful red eyes that looked to be encompassing the entire world in them. He was just a kid, but there was a kind of aura around him as if he was much more.
The friends who stood beside the boy didn't look ordinary either. One of the boys had beautiful orange eyes and a crown made entirely of flames on his head.
Another young boy had two dark wings behind his back and a dark aura surrounding him. The third boy held a staff made purely of ice.