"To start your magic training let's start from the very basic, gathering Mana."

When morning came, Isvaeriel brought me into the frontyard.

Saying that I should learn how to use proper magic so that I can survive.

This ordeal came into being after she asked me about my abilities.

In response, I told her the truth but I left some things unsaid.

She was skeptical about my claims for a minute but brushed it off and decided to teach me Magic.

I have no say in this and even if I have, I didn't voice it.

My curiosity and excitement seeing this World's Magic got the better of me, wondering if their Magics resembles some magic arts that was prevalent in RPGs back on Earth.

Most magic lessons were done outdoors.

It would be disastrous it we did it inside the house.

"Let me first demonstrate."

As soon as she said that, Eriel stood steadily on the ground with her arms slightly wide open. Her hand gripping her lustrous Katar.

Then a minute later, her body began to emit a colorful yellow vibrance. I could feel the energy coming from her.

HUM!

"This is how you gather Mana. First, you need to be one with your surroundings and then once you gathered enough you can proceed with an encantation."

She said as she brought her arms above her head.

"Bestow the armor of the wind to the dome that it besieged, let the dusty gust come forth, "Wind Cutter.""

When Isvaeriel recited the spell, a torrent of wind enveloped both of her Katars.

WHISH!

It flew towards one of the trees with high speed.

CRASH!

The branched of the tree was cut off like it was sliced by a chainsaw.

Hmm. Impressive. I can tell that that attack was somewhat restrained.

"Now you try."

"Eh?"

"Come on, all you need to do is gather the Mana around you."

Eriel spoke while crossing her arms, her voice was somewhat sternly disciplinarian.

Welp, here goes nothing.

Closing my eyes, I tried to emulate what Isvaeriel did.

Using Visualization, I imagined myself surrounded by tiny invisble particles floating around and try to manipulate them in converging it with my body.

HUM!

Feeling a slight tingling sensation, I persistently used my mind to send signals to the substance-less particles around me.

Befriending them and telling them that I understood them.

BRIM!

Then I felt a burning sensation at the top of my head. I could feel my Crown Chakra resonating with the surroundings, enveloping me in another kind of vivacity that was different when using my Ajna Chakra.

The two Chakras resonating inside my head.

Gathering enough energy, I slowly opened my eyes and started to manipulate the air around me. Guiding them into my arm as it shaped like a small whirlwind.

"Wind Cutter!"

I bellowed as I shot my hands towards my target.

WHISH!

The violent torrent of wind did manage to land on the tree but instead of cutting it, the air made it explode into tiny splinters.

BOOM!

Isvaeriel looked at me with a complicated face.

>

Ghost Eye spoke inside my head.

"Evocation?"

>

So instead of gathering Mana, I accidentally gathered Nature Energy out in the open huh...

But I was certain that I felt Mana gathering around me for a moment back then.

The dark skinned woman walked close to me.

"That wasn't Wind Cutter."

"Hahaha..."

The woman then gazed at the destroyed tree, her finger and thumb resting on her chin.

"That was literally Nature Magic, only Elzoren who attained enlightment can use such magic..."

She mumbled before looking at me with glistening and calculating eyes.

Umm, I'm doomed right?

"Tell me is this the work of this Daina-something of yours?"

Isvaeriel asked with a serious tone.

I only nod in response.

"Hmm...it seems that we need focus on that unique magic of yours. Yes, let's do that."

Nodding her head, she pointed out to another tree.

"I want you to do that again."

--

The afternoon was all about sword and dagger proficiency.

There's no wooden sword fitting my body size, so training's basically physical here.

Jogging, push-ups, sit-ups, and so on.

Anyway, it seems Isvaeriel's plan was based around getting me to move first.

On days when Isvaeriel's unable to train me when she hunts for food, it could be said that basic body training was something that cannot be missed every single day.

That's the same no matter which world it is.

Although at recent times, I would find her trying to emulate my Evocation on which she was able to grasp a tiny amount of the concept

Well, there's no surprise there considering she's an Elzoren.

And Elzoren were the only magical race close to nature.

As a child, normally my physical body can't endure the training for an the entire afternoon, so swordsmanship and knife handling will end in the early afternoon.

However ever since Isvaeriel discovered my unique physique, she extended my physical training up to eight in the night. My training also become more strenous and taxing.

It didn't mind me though, I had Factor EX and Ghost Eye always at my back.

She started to have a sparring sessions with me.

And I can say that Eriel is like Wonder Woman with her brute strength.

Maybe its because of her Vyx'ue linage.

--

While trying to meditate in the middle of the night, I could hear some yelping and moaning noises.

Where are they coming from? Of course it was from Eriel's room.

Having a fun time of herself.

This always happens when she didn't felt like using me as a body pillow.

Well I understand this behaviour being an adult in the past.

I was also bombarded with such feeling or the need to have some sexual stimulation.

Haa...such life of an adult.

Nevertheless, such activity is a valuable and needed part of a healthy sexuality and sex life.

It has some health benefits.

Indulging in such activity can also make you a sexier person.

>

It's just my mind at works, Ghost Eye.

After all, the subject is still knowledge in Behavioral Science.

--

6 months have passed.

And I'm able to manipulate Mana in the surrounding air.

However I couldn't convert it into Magical Energy.

And I couldn't incorporate it into my self.

Dealing with this kind of problem, I went to Eriel to find some answers.

Like me she was perturbed about this rare condition of mine.

She give me an insight about how Mana affects the mind, soul, and body of an individual in relation with nature.

That explanation along give me the answer to the mind-boggling query that stirred me for months.

My constitution.

Or in the other words, the problem is me as a being.

The reason that I have a hard time manipulating Mana because I as a whole is an imbalanced existence.

My physical body is made from this World's law while my spirit on the other hand, came from another World with different set of laws.

This is what Ghost Eye and I came to conclude.

That is the reason why every time I integrated Mana inside my body, it vanishes in a split second.

My spirit who came from a World without Mana negates the energy the moment it had contact with it.

It was a problem.

But like with any problems, there is always a solution.

Nanomachines.

Specifically, Nanomachines that could store Mana within their cute and tiny microscopic bodies from the surrounding air.

This Mananites will circulate around my body alongside with Super Soldier Serum.

Ghost Eye said with this kind of procedure and with the aid of the serum, it will help to "massage" my spirit to be more open and accepting to the alien sentient essence.

Though the side effects of such experiment will cause some discomfort and slight pain, I'm willing to be a guinea pig for this one.

Since this will be the first time of using Nanomachines to capture a sentient energy source, it will take a while before the technology would be available for me to use.

I need some research time.

Anyway, I learned about different things during this past months.

The strengths of an individual is determine by ranks.

Beginner, Practitioner, Advance, Master, Grand, Grandmaster.

Aside from these ranks, there are other ranks beyond the Grandmaster Realm.

Thinking about it, this World seems to have a Xianxia-esque method when it comes to measuring power and strength.

Aside from that, I was taught that the Forest of Never-Ending Silence was home to a once powerful race called Fa'run that went extinct 600 years ago.

They can be considered as the equivalent of Earth's fairies.

According to the stories, a large meteor fell from the sky and landed somewhere in the forest killing all Fa'runs.

The area of the rumored crash site was sealed due to certain magical beasts transmogrifying into hideous creatures after being exposed with an unknown magic or so what everyone say.

That place might be worth investigating.

Though Eriel forbid me to go to that place.

Maybe I can take a sneak peek when an opportunity presents itself.

That story somehow concerned me.

--

One night, I once asked.

"How can you do that Eriel?"

"Do what?"

Eriel looked at me while peeling some potatoes with a peeler.

"You changing your personality."

Yes I've been wondering about that trait of hers.

Living with her for 6 months, I've noticed that behavior of hers.

From a high school "onee-sama" to a brutal sadist trainer, she can alter between those two like it was a normal conduct.

"Ah...it's magic."

Huh? Magic?

I thought that Eriel had been suffering a personality disorder for a while.

"Changing personality is magic?"

"Hn. It's a Grandmaster Rank magic spell. Pretty dangerous for individuals."

From the explanation alone, it seems a high ranking magic that have some kind of precarious drawbacks.

"Rewrite Magic. A magic that overwrites the memories, personalities, and intentions of the caster or others."

That's kinda a good tool for brainwashing people and recruiting expendable spies.

But a magic with that caliber could inflict some psychological damage.

"Isn't it kinda risky?"

"It is, but I already mastered it. Every members of the Blood Rose Guild are able to use Rewrite in a certain level. As a Blood Rose's assassin, it is a viable tool and weapon for us in order to accomplish our goals."

"Does anyone aside from the guild knows about this magic?"

"It's a magic created only for the guild to use..."

Brushing my hair, she trailed off her words as she threw a distance looking glance.

From that gaze alone, I can feel the distress poking in her heart.

Having seen her memories beforehand, it seems that someone betrayed their group and managed to disclose their secrets to the other parties.

The traitor after her use, was disposed of by the same people.

This only means that in the near future, she and the Blood Rose members will be embroiled in a war.

"Can you teach me that magic?"

"No."

Eh? Why not?

"One, you're already powerful with that unique magic of yours and two, I won't teach it to someone who can surpass me in the future."

It seemed that I had the potential to surpass Eriel.

I felt a little embarrassed when she praised me like that.

Learning the basics of it should be enough for me to create my own version of Rewrite Magic.

Sadly, the person who knows about it doesn't want to teach me about it.

Can she blame me for learning so fast?

It was also the same reason why she didn't want me to call her Master Eriel.

I respect that however deep inside, I decided to always call her that.