SIR_NoNChalant

He hasn't had the best life, in fact, some would argue that his life couldn't have been worse, but there's still hope, even for a nihilist. As when an expedition to colonize the moon quickly turns into a disaster, he is swallowed whole by an anomaly and spat out somewhere completely different.
Here one can conjure flames with words and summon thunderclouds with a shout, but it's not all fantasia and ecstasy. The world seemed peaceful enough, but as he learns more and more. He realizes everything he sees is a facade, and what's truly underneath is a civilization built on blood and war. In fact, the whole world is in a state of war. 
Then to top it all off, solidifying that he has truly jumped out of the frying pan and into the furnace, Ragnarök is fast approaching, and there's no certainty that he'll survive, that anyone will survive.

EFFORIA WORLD AT WAR

The lesson was straight forward, create the most lethal yet simple spell with peak efficiency. It seemed simple in practice, achievable even, but not everyone would grasp such a concept, especially because we were given a spell to use, not the task of creating one. At first we were nervous, we had just been told we were going to kill people, but it was apart of the course we had to do it or we'd fail. I had already failed the previous apprenticeship, I wouldn't fail another.


To Kill