Son of paxel house

Who are you? Wait... Wait... Wait!!!! Where am I? Ahh!! (Awoken)

Gulzar's Mom: Gulzar, you're running late! Did you forget about the competition at the Magic Academy?

Gulzar: Coming, Mom... (In his mind: Today's the day. Time to unleash my true power.)

"At the Magic Academy"

Ladies and gentlemen, today is the moment we've all been waiting for. Let's give them a thunderous applause for our extraordinary magicians... (Audience erupts in thunderous applause)

Meanwhile, Gulzar was fashionably late for the competition. The earlier rounds saw the triumph of mere mortals: Zulus (with the blazing power of amber), Darioh (commanding the icy grip of frost), and Sarah (wielding the unstoppable force of Blizzard). Gulzar stormed through the gates, setting his heart ablaze.

Reina (Gulzar's formidable opponent): Phew, you've finally arrived. Let the battle begin. The next round shall be ours to conquer.

In the fourth round, Gulzar (harnessing the untamed essence of the light element) faced off against Reina (controlling the immense power of crackling lightning).

(Reina's illustrious background)

Reina, a disciple of the Paxel House of Magic, had ascended to the pinnacle, wielding the highest rank, empowered by the awe-inspiring force of thunder.

Commence!!

Inside Reina's mind: Huh... A light element user, how utterly pitiful. He could have chosen something more substantial.

Without a moment's hesitation, Reina unleashed her wrath, an eruption of thunderous fury ⚡. In an instant, obsidian clouds engulfed the entire academy, casting an ominous shadow. Gulzar's hair stood on end, infused with raw energy. Gulzar, with a knowing smile (So this is the one who reigns supreme in my own house). A thunderbolt crashed upon the ground, shattering the earth in its wake.

Gulzar, arms nonchalantly crossed behind his back, locked eyes with Reina. In the blink of an eye, Gulzar vanished into thin air. Reina frantically searched for her elusive opponent, but he eluded her like a phantom. The perplexed audience strained their eyes in vain.

As the tempestuous clouds dissipated, a floating dagger materialized perilously close to Reina's delicate neck, evading her notice. And there stood Gulzar, resolute as ever, precisely where Reina's thunderbolt had struck. It was all but an illusion, an enchantment to deceive. The true Gulzar emerged from the shadows, a dagger in hand, swiftly dispatching Reina.

The fourth round victor: Gulzar, from the Paxel House.

Later that evening, within the sanctuary of Gulzar's abode, his confidant Freddy sought him out.

Freddy: By the stars, Gulzar! Your performance was nothing short of breathtaking! But I am confounded, mystified even. How did you vanish from sight? Did you quaff an elixir of invisibility, perhaps?

Gulzar: There was no potion, no sorcery involved. It was but the velocity of light itself that embraced me. Behold, read the inscriptions etched upon this scroll. The light element transcends darkness, piercing through all obstacles. Many meekly adhere to the teachings in the tome, but not I, not my family. They dismiss the light's potential, blinded by others' feeble displays. I renounce such cowardice, the shackles of kinship, and empty vows. I'll prove it in my own way.