Memories of Uncle Glenn

Nicholas opened his eyes to find he was back in Ayr, in one of the rooms in the Corporali wing.

His vision was hazy as he scanned the room, it was dark with only a few candles illuminating the room.

Right now it looked more like an office, with an area for entertaining guests and a desk.

The desk was empty, so Nicholas ran up to it and climbed the chair, from what he could tell in this memory he was around six or seven years old.

"Da- Dark Mana." He heard his young voice read out as he looked at the familiar writing that he recognized to be his uncle Glenn's.

"Experiment one, no change in mana, missing key component-" Nicholas read out loud before he was stopped by the sudden sound of the door slamming against the wall.

"Nicholas!" He heard his Uncle Glenn's angry voice, making him fall off of the chair, hitting his head on the ground.

"Oh no, no, no." Glenn said as he rushed up to the little boy.

Nicholas could feel his magic suring as he began to heal himself.