Vladimir's desire

Vladimir was a wizard, a magician, a person with magical abilities, that ran through his blood and family line. His life had always revolved around that statement. Not that he didn't enjoy it, but he found it unpleasant to have no choice about his future.

You see, ever since he was a child, he had been told that one day when he grew up he would become a wizard and fight against the evil in the world. Of all his relatives, and they were not few, only a handful had decided to follow other occupations. And in most cases, their powers were negligible anyway, so the family didn't bother them. But from a young age, his strength was proven to be great and there was no escape. He knew he was good at what he did, but he wished he had had a choice in the decision rather than being a pawn of fate. How nice it was to have a real home and a normal job, he wondered, looking around his cousin's apartment.