Two hours of this passed quickly along the constant arrival of new students. And on the third hour, a sudden changed was welcomed by you with a heart filled with anticipation.

"Congratulations in your admittance to The Crescent Moon Witches!"

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"I am Yelena. The principal of this school." you saw a lovely Lady who showed not in person but arrived only in essence.

A clear representation of hers that occupied most of the large expanse of ceiling above you.

"I know that as apprenticing witches, you have many questions of your own. Let my good assistant fill that void." The young lady vanished above and was replaced by another.

This time it was a person in the flesh. An old man who wore dark robes which depicted the exact signs as the beautiful woman outside this unassuming hut that held this copious space.

He was absent in one second and suddenly appeared in the next, as if he was there all along.

"Hello everyone! I am called Zandro." The old man started in a soft spoken voice but his words reached everyone's ears. He was perched upon a pedestal on a stage near the center of the room.

"Let me start by introducing the history of the school. The Crescent Moon Witches are…"

Zandro spoke for nearly two hours and detailed not only the basic information about the school but also presented the things about magic and its myriad of courses.

The old man was adamant that you specialize in one path in order to reap the optimal outcome of your studies.

Tell me what you want:

Potion Making

Elemental Magic

Transformation Magic

Voodoo Magic

Summoning Magic

Blood Magic

Necromancy

All of the above

"Here are your rings of power. With it, you can transport to anywhere inside the school or you can walk. The choice is yours. But remember you can only exercise your power within this dimension.

Doing any of that in the city of Mythborne itself is punishable by death. This has been the covenant of witches and wizards to preserve a place of normality.

Even with just a small piece of haven in this cruel chaotic world. It is enough…" this was the parting words of the old man Zandro.

"BOINK!" a second later a round thing was transported into your left palm.

"Very extravagant." you muttered as you determined that this ring of power also has its own space within. It was simply an interspatial ring and more.

The Crescent Moon Witches had added perks that boosted its uses to make the legendary item seem mythical by comparison to its standard emulations.

"Time to study." you decided almost immediately and disappeared from your spot. When another breath elapsed, you were displaced into another area entirely.

This was a domain of books and knowledge. A world where the minds of these ants' ancestors lived on for eternities with their wisdom shared freely for the later generations.

You roamed your eyes and immediately saw that you were not alone in your quest. From the thousands of passers earlier, there was at least a hundred of wise boys and girls who shared your impatience.

"I want all the books on potion making!"

"I shall copy all about Blood Magic!"

"I will be the best Necromancer this world has ever known!" You witnessed as your co students rushed to get the readily available information before them.

And after a few minutes of deliberating, you also uttered your selection.

"I want to learn about Elemental Magic." you whispered to no one in particular.

"That is a good choice, young practitioner. The contents of your desire can be found in floors 3, 6, 9..."

a translucent figure of a woman appeared in your mind and spoke of these words directly into your thoughts.

"A rather simplistic view of creation." these were your conclusion the moment you returned from your journey through millions upon millions of piles of books regarding the mastery of the elements.

You were now seated inside your chambers to peruse the borrowed knowledge from the legacy of these ants' predecessors.

The most predominant belief are the five basic elements of nature.

Water extinguishes Fire

Fire liquefies Metal

Metal slices Wood

Wood splits Earth

Earth eats Water

But these five were not the only elements in existence. Variants were present like ice, light, darkness, air or wind, nature, etc...

You sighed and lamented at the horrid ignorance that affronted you.

But since this was the path that enticed you at this moment therefore you absorbed everything on those books and even added your own deductions on the subject into practice.

1 breath

2

3

30

60

Sixty breaths later and all elements in this world has surrendered to your bidding.

Your body was encased in myriad of transformations and your aura would turn icy one second and go blazing hot in the next.

All shades and hues of the elements were rapidly twirling around your physique as if a faithful servant wanting to please its one and only master.

Since you've gained at least a bit of facade of might into the new earths and heavens that confined your mighty persona then it was time to aspire to another obsession.

Tell me what you want:

1. Rule the world and be king of all kings.

2. Create the best harem in existence.

3. Slaughter everything and everyone.

4. Continue your life as a student and hide your powers behind the veil of shadows.

"Time to have some fun and enjoy this mortal world for all it can offer. But doing that by taking the easy road seems boring.

Being a power in the shadows would be fun and would add further challenge to this experience." you muttered under your breath and in the next second left the confines of your room.

The place was once resided again by the memory of ghosts in its long history of use and reuse.

Even a single wrinkle upon your mattress was not seen because an eternal being like you had none of the mundane limitations of men. Of sleep and the fatigue of the soul.