Dweia

There is an unseen side to this world. A world beneath the one we know, aptly named the Hidden World. A world filled with magic and the mystical. 

Beneath layers of rock and stone, of dirt and dust, the Hidden World is where magic and the magicians thrive. The mundane world, untouched by magic and the arcane, was of no interest to them, up until a disaster that took place fifteen years ago, revealing the hidden truth to humanity.

Now, the mundane world is slowly adjusting to the existence of magic and the otherworldly as wildmagic runs rampant, threatening to kill and destroy. Magic schools have opened up, and children are encouraged to learn magic.

Two students enrol at Fawn's Magic Academy – two people who don’t seem ordinary at all.

Iris Yotsura, heir to the most powerful of the Three Clans, has little magic if any. Her father, the Master of the clan, has sent her to a prestigious magic academy in the mundane world, hoping a new method to unlock her powers could be discovered in this once-useless place.

And as her guardian, Aether Yotsura is chosen. Regarded as nothing more than a worthless servant to the Yotsura clan by the uninitiated, he accompanies her in this journey to the mundane world. Though his presence is not enough to stop the attempts at Iris’ life, his sense of duty will not allow him to fail, no matter what.

Bound to the Yotsura clan by an oath of blood, and his powers under lock and key, Aether must do his best with this limited form to protect Iris as well as the school itself.
And wait.

Wait for the opportunity to break free of the chains that bind him.

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Be advised that the Protagonist is rather powerful. If you really dislike OP protagonists, this might not be for you. 
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This is my submission for the 2021 Webnovel Spirity Awards.

The Prodigy of the Hidden World

The figure moved hastily towards the barrier. They still hadn't noticed Freya shadowing them, and she'd prefer to keep it that way. Taking care to not step on any broken branches or dry leaves, she followed the figure silently.

It wasn't long before they reached the barrier, the protective veil her grandfather and his rather weird friend had created years ago. Freya furrowed her brows as she watched that person stand a few steps away from the misty surface of the veil, just staring at it. What were they doing? What was the point of just… looking at the damn thing?

A while passed in silence as Freya began regretting following this weird person here. She should have just minded her own business.

The figure suddenly reached down to the ground and touched the blades of grass gently swaying in the wind. Freya furrowed her brows as she noticed them place something on the ground. They immediately turned their back on the barrier and left with hasty steps.

The Glint of Silver