Celestia's Hand [Bonus chapter]

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"...Celestia's Hand."

Emir's voice resounded in the well of eternity.

[That's not an aspect an Aetheric Duelist would use.] Silent's voice soon echoed in his mind.

"That's true… But while the Order had planned out my training plan entirely, they didn't consider my personality." 

"I mean, why would they?" 

"All they wanted was a tool, but this…." 

"This would signify me leaving their control—not a simple name change of an ability, but entirely changing my path—something to fit me, Emir, not the tool they wanted."

[And what specialization would that be?]

"A custom class, an untrod path, only something I could specialize in…." 

"Ethereal Threader."

[Ahh, an excellent choice, my young friend. I can see the thought behind your decision. Well done.]

With a chuckle, he emerged from the pool of Aether, his progress bringing him a sense of contentment.