I was born in the Slannath Highlands. It was the most inhospitable place in the entire Eastern Plains, so much so that those of us who have lived there for generations are called the remnants of the wasteland.

My parents spent their lives fighting for the survival of the race, fighting against the Grey Dwarf warriors, the Dark Elf assassins, and the monsters of the Highlands.

However, my parents died. The gray dwarves cut off my father's head, and the vulture feather falcon ate my mother's body. The closest orc army has completely destroyed my homeland.

I became the only survivor. Or rather, I was the only one rescued.

Then I became a vagabond, struggling alone to make ends meet, and was treated with cold eyes and contempt by countless so-called 'superior people'.

Naturally, the food was not settled, and even other people's leftovers were already a godsend delicacy for me at that time.

'This world is really unfair. Occasionally, I think so.

Why are some people born with high beds and soft pillows, fine clothes and fine food, and I even have such a hard time surviving?

Until I met the benefactor who saved my life for the second time.

On that day, she wore a red Scottish hat, a matching red plaid dress, a beige gown, and a large box that did not match her petite figure behind her back, and with a gentle smile on her face, she was performing a puppet show for dirty children like me.

The gentle expression like a big sister makes it impossible to see that she is the kind of strong person who can end a war alone.

'Take me as a disciple!' What was I thinking? All in all, when I came to my senses, I was already kneeling on the bluestone brick floor. A plea was sent to her.

At that time, it was as if I had seen my only loved one.

She probably recognized me, too. The small hand covered his mouth with a surprised expression.

'I also want to be a magician, like you, to be someone who can turn your fortunes around!' I fell on my stomach with my forehead pressed against the dirty ground, desperately pleading.

'Turn your fortunes around...... This is a subject that even great magicians have a headache for. In fact, even if the so-called fate exists, the Seven Yao Mage Society has not yet reached a conclusion. She smiled and replied, 'Even if you were my student, you wouldn't have been able to learn that kind of thing.' ’

'As long as there is a strong force. I'm sure I'll be able to turn my fortunes around! ’

I put it this way. At the same time, I think so very firmly in my heart.

'So that's how you see fate......,' she nodded as if she had confirmed something, 'but unfortunately, I don't plan to teach my students.' ’

I'm certainly not going to give up just like that.

I've been following her ever since. When she performs a puppet show, she hides and watches; When she packed her bags. and far away with her footsteps; Only when she set up camp. I went looking for food and water and other things to support my life.

This kind of life naturally makes it impossible for me to find a fixed scrap of food. So my recipe was expanded to include everything I could find on the roadside. Including the bark and the grubs inside.

Until one day, she seemed to be tired of the days when I had been following her.

That day, she spent an afternoon. Assembled a puppet that looks like a tiger and has a cockpit and a roof on it.

Then on the night of the pouring rain, she escaped in a puppet.

I chased as hard as I could, but it didn't work. The legs of a human are no match for the limbs of a puppet. At the end of the day, I could only watch the figure disappear into the darkness of the rain.

My feet were still running, and the icy rain poured into my only piece of clothing, robbing me of my body temperature and making my body heavier and heavier.

But the coldest thing is my sinking heart.

Why can't you do it? I just want to be able to eat enough every day, to be able to wear clothes without patches, and to be able to sleep in the house at night without worrying about being taken by wild beasts.

Is even such a wish too extravagant for me?

Before I knew it, my unconscious foot tripped and I fell into the muddy water, and let the rain hit my body." "'Sure enough, fate can't be reversed.'"

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, mixed with the rain and water.

Dad, Mom.

I've worked hard to survive.

I tried my best to grit my teeth and survive.

So, it's okay to close your eyes now, right?

So, it's okay to give up hope now, right?

I want to see you......

Darkness strikes, and consciousness is interrupted. After the last of the worst, I seemed to see something in the rain.

Warcraft? I've heard that if you bite your throat all at once, it doesn't seem like it will be too painful to die......

……

When I woke up again, I found myself in a small room with a small bed.

Is this the kingdom of heaven?

Carefully burying my head in the quilt and feeling the softness made me feel happy from the bottom of my heart.

'Woke up?' Then it was not the angel who appeared before me, but the magician.

She placed a bowl of green potions on the bedside table: 'Drink this potion quickly, or you will be in trouble with some strange illness after being in the rain for so long...... How uncomfortable you little guy is. ’

Didn't she run away? Why does it appear here? Could it be that she saved me again?

A series of questions popped up in my head.

"Magic is a thing that has a different effect depending on the user. She looked at me and suddenly said something strange: "It's just that you worship the fighting power of magic, and it's easy to go down the path of just hurting others with magic, so I don't want to teach you magic." ’

After a pause, she stared into my eyes and continued, 'But if you're willing to make three promises with me, it doesn't matter if you make your first student. ’

Now that I think about it, the agreement between her and me was just a verbal agreement.

There is no magic contract, not even a paper contract. There is no actual binding force at all, and an agreement reached purely by trust.

Later, I began to learn magic from her.

I'm a little sorry for my parents, but those two years were probably the happiest I've ever had since I was born.

Every day she would carefully teach me all kinds of magical knowledge, even if my talent was not good, it was very difficult to learn, and the growth of magical literacy was slow, but she showed no signs of impatience at all, but explained in more detail, thinking about me everywhere.

In my spare time, I also help her maintain those precious dolls, and at the same time look through the magic book she carries to enrich herself.

But the time of happiness is short-lived.

When I became a beginner magician, she quietly disappeared from my life.

All that was left was the wand she used as a crutch and the large box containing her precious doll.

From that moment on, I took my wand and carried a chest on my back and began to travel the Eastern Plains.

Although it is in the name of increasing my experience and improving my horizons, I know very well what I have been looking for.

My teacher.

I'd love to see you again.

I still have a lot to say to you.

I would like to be with you if I can.

But the reality is cruel after all. Even though I traveled all over the Eastern Plains, I never saw her again.

Even, even a little, I couldn't even hear from her.

Later, passing through the small village at the foot of the Angola Mountains, I saw the girl who looked a little like her. I couldn't help but have the idea of taking her as a student.

In fact, that's what I did.

Unfortunately, I haven't been able to pass on my knowledge to her, and the accident happened again. Because of my carelessness, I was attacked by a porcupine and was on the verge of death.

Don't want to die.

I don't want to die at all.

There's still a lot to do.

But I know very well that my days are numbered.

'This world is really unfair. ’

Once again, the thoughts of childhood were entrenched in my mind.

As a result, they couldn't escape......

'I, Sivi. The fate of Adric's ......'

- Inside the castle of Adric College -

"It's a miracle that belongs only to me."

Sivi looked coldly at the trembling monster in front of him.

"After accepting and inheriting the sorrow, pain, and despair that I had been running away from, the miracle that I had attained through the sublimation of the Great Magician."

Let the souls from the earth and the lonely souls of this world completely resonate and merge, and the most unique miracle-level magic produced at the end.

Duality. (To be continued......)