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 castle halls seemed emptier than usual. There were few servants around, and even fewer guards. The mana lamps were illuminating the interior of the castle just brightly enough. The gloomy atmosphere would send shiver down a person's spine had they not known this was usual for the castle.

Yet, now that he accompanied Madam Yotsura and Lord Doirioth, Aether couldn't help but feel on edge as well. Very rarely did two leaders of the three big clans ever meet, and such an event had always taken place somewhere neutral. Not in the castle, in the seat of power of one of them.

"It is as majestic as I'd heard." Lord Doirioth commented as they stopped before the gates of the man hall.

Aether raised his gaze, the gates and the two statues on either side were quite impressive. The marble statues depicted two famous and renowned warriors of the clan, lived in ages past, while the gates had gold inlaid carvings covering them. They depicted a great battle.

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