In a world where magic is the normal order of everything and people are discriminated by the level of magic power,the world solely depends on magic power.Every one born with magic is considered a higher form of humanity while those who are born without it are considered scam,they are considered the worst form of living beings,all of them discriminated by the rest of there kind,all of humanity turned there back on these people because they can not manifest there magic.
In this world,magic power is called mana.Mana is the only way for the soul to manifest it's true form,it's true form is what they call elements.There are eight types of magic these are Water,Earth,wind,Lightning,fire,light and dark matter.these all manifest according to the soul,they all react to the users flow of nature,the world has been standardized by all these manifestation,where people are either Titled or common,titled are people with magic power while untitled are people without it and are thrown into the darkest parts of the world.All those people and only one made it through to be considered the strongest.
My name is William Hillcrest,I'm sixteen years old and as you may know I'm a common type of folk,I live with both my parents although they are struggling but they still try there best to do well with up keep.My father Frederick Hillcrest is a black smith in the east part of town,my mother Eve Hillcrest is a tailor in the same part of town.I recently graduated from school and my dream is to live a normal life making decent money, people love to tell me I'm quite handsome with Long white hair and sky blue eyes although people love me all around town I'm still quite antisocial and really love my own personal space.
I have been noticing the past few days that I've had strange surges of energy flowing through my body and I honestly decide to ignore that and live my life comfortably