THE REPORT

I was in the library, reading the book I had received from Sol and that lady.

The book in my hands is the simplest report about my own identity. A mere compilation of what I can know. But all this book contains are some minor fillings to the story that I have already concocted inside my head this past year.

The information regarding myself is as follows.

About a year ago people said that I was saved from the monster that ruled the mountains of the Greed Mountains.

The Illusory King, the one that rules overall with his dark and light magic, a being so powerful that only a few people could face it and tell the tale.

I reckoned this Illusory King is Von. The Black scaled salamander they killed that day was the Illusory King and the one I once called my guardian, my father.

He was referred to as someone strong, yet they were able to beat him. I learned from Sol that the fight between the Illusory King was one of the Union's greatest endeavors.

The story goes as follows:

The Illusory King had been in hiding for many years, he was a silent threat, but the Seeker Union knew that he would attack once the Witch of the South is judged in the name of the Goddess.

Two years after the death of the Witch, they found the Illusory Beast, and after they found him, the Seeker Union sent their people to 'protect' everyone from it.

And so, the Seekers went over and killed the Illusory Beast who was said to be almost unmatchable without experiencing any death.

The story had been told all around the City of Triss. And in between of all these, a half-breed was found being kept as food for the beast.

Treated like a dog, chained and beaten up, bruised by the beasts by having been played. The Seekers won and saved the half-breed, they found nothing about him and his familial ties. He was a ghost, so they assumed he was abducted at an early age.

For a year, they had been trying to check if I am a threat. For the past year, they would take a sample of my blood and see if anything was wrong that will give them a reason to dispose of me.

I may not know what causes it, but to this day I am protected and no one could see through my Mana Core and Mage Channels. They had tested my body multiple times, checked me for mana, yet they found nothing.

I am ignorant of the ways of the world, but I am not stupid. Something is wrong with me, I do not know what it is nor why this is the case. I am in the dark on the whole thing but I believe the thing regarding who and what I am has something to do with the Witch of the South.

That person Lethias, Von always speaks of her, speaking she was the one who 'created me'. A child is born on the act of pleasuring one another and planting the seeds of a man into a woman's body, I have no memory of being cared for by any mother.

I am not normal, I was not born, I was created and I am aware that everything that I know might not be as true as I think it to be. But one thing is for sure, in order for me to do everything I wish to do, I need to become stronger.

But for me to become stronger, I need books about spells, and in order to get my hands on those books, I need to enter an academy or buy them on my own.

I cannot create spells on the get-go, I need a reference. The element I possess is fire, an element of destruction and life. It appeared as soon as I was enlightened on its properties. But having an element in your control does not relate to knowing how to use a spell.

The idea of entering the academy had long been swirling inside my mind, but upon reflecting upon it some more, I now think that such an idea is not a good one. An academy monitors their young, they nurture them and decide what is best for them.

I am not someone that has the leisure to receive such treatment. At the moment, even if I know not how to do combat, I am comparable to that of a cheese that is full of holes. My weakness and my disadvantage are glaringly present.

Yet I have something that nobody does, my awareness and my inability to comprehend emotions. Unlike Lemiya (if what she says is true), I have emotions but I cannot comprehend them.

I have a brain that works. And I know the things I am lacking and as much as possible, I need to fill the gaps that I lack.

I am a Mage who cannot use spells, I am but a cub who has yet to develop its claws and fangs. I do not have the time to wait for my fangs to grow, so I need to create my own.

I cannot learn spells, and I do not know how long until the 'cloak' that hides my Mage Channels, Mana Core, and Mana can last.

I already know what I need to do, I need a weapon that can be used by ordinary men and women. Meaning, I need a [Seeker's Gun]. But I have no money, I am young so I have no means to make money other than being a helper in some store.

Maybe I will find an auction house somewhere. I will think about this later…

Earning money for a gun is good and all, but I need to hone my abilities to hone them. Lemiya is teaching me about flexibility. But I will later ask her about strength, agility, and all form of training.

As I am already aware of myself being unique, that also means I know that my strength and physical capabilities are something above average.

For my own future, to learn about myself, to learn magic, and to not have the thought of dying every time they look at me, I need to become strong. And at the moment, only Lemiya can help me.

Though I already know, Lemiya is the one that can endanger me the most. After all, even after a year of the Seeker Union not knowing of my ability to wield mana, Lemiya managed to uncover it.

If she compromises my safety... I might need to silence her.