Left to fend!
Turns out I was a dragon of the ocean. The controller and savior/guardian of all things deep blue.
There were seven dragons, all whom protected there homeland, and most importantly there mageal crystals. They adapted, and soon enough could manifest the powers that these elemental crystals held, in doing so, they gave the crystals energy to keep living in return.
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In the passing two years, my parents carried on taming my 'delusiouned' brain into thinking I had to become some great powerful beast. Constantly, everyday my mother would read me more stupid books, to sway the idea that I should become strong and slay monsters. While, on the contrary, my father drained every last bit of mana out of me.
Day in and day out he'd destroy my limits outside in the tenacious, endless white void. Its winds were anything but zephyr, its harsh ice chipped away my young skin, yet, my farther still persisted I trained outside in the cold.
After all, I was the water dragon god, lord of the seas, I'd obviously have to train outside in the cold. But, that wasn't the only reason.
See: one day my mother read aloud a story of the supposed seven elements the dragons used to protect. They are as follows: Water (the ocean), earth, fire, wind, ice (which is a 'partial element' from water, where, if you are in the right climate, you can conjure water into ice. Anyone with a water crystal, or water elements within there soul could accomplish this, but only while in the correct environment. I soon managed to learn this too, hence why I was out in the cold all the time.), nature (a partial element of earth and water, combining them, you can produce and control nature-like substances, such as bugs or grass, or even vines), and Crutal.
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Crutal was the one 'element' that was never in my old world. Apparently, it's the purest mageal crystal of them all, produced purely by magic. It's unknown how this crystal was to come, but, its main use is for swords, as it's sturdy nature was perfect for a warrior's blade. Yet, it came with a hefty price. It also crafted itself a silver-like hue, or sometimes even a crimson-red one, yet, it'd have to have originated from a deadly hot climate. So, to put it simply: it's rare.
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You see, due to being a water dragon god's reincarnation, it wasn't too hard to pickup on water magic at all. Apparently there are three types of water magic you can learn, to enhance your abilities: one was the liquidity state, where, you harness the true aspects of water, allowing you to move it in a swift, elegant manner. The next was the sturdy state. It takes quite a while to learn. It's utilized as a way to keep the water steady, and in a more solid form. Its main use is for defensive purposes, allowing for a more structured form of water. (it can also help as a way to learn ice magic). Lastly, there was the off-hand state. Where, you can use water magic without having to utilize your hands. You see, in order to generate a mana current within your body, you must perform certain swaying movements, as if to generate chi. It's different for each element, just know, that I've entered the stage where you can use water purely by making a flowing motion within my hands. Yeah, that's right, I'm pretty damn talented. Perhaps I was starting to become a-custom to the whole 'dragon god' status.
This was all natural to me. But something that wasn't; was how much more strict and stubborn my parents had become. Perhaps they were simply luring me in, to feast on my young mind and manipulate it into thinking my parents were good. Which they were not. They had become so harsh, they wouldn't even talk to me, unless it were to do with my training. They didn't even talk to each-other for christ's sake!
Honestly the only person I'd depict as a 'parental' figure would be my father's friend, (Gerrin). On the off side, when he came over every few months to supply magic-made wood, he'd assist me in fire magic. It turns out, that if you are born with any dragon's mark you can conjure any form of elemental magic. And, just as engraved elemental beings, baring a mageal crystal in any form of staff, can assist your magical powers, yet, Gerrin was just as poor as both of my parents, so, unless he were to get lucky, I don't believe I'll be wielding one myself anytime soon.
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On the contrary, it turns out where we live is a place called the '2 havens', which, despite its name has been strictly prohibited to enter, due to the strict laws of the MMC (Major Mageal County), that consists of many large countries, that believe magic is a danger to this world - yet, they are hated due to there strict nature, and ideals, after all, magic has done wonders for this world. So, how did we, a poor family make it to this land? Well, turns out the MMC are encountering major backlash from several opponents, or victims of there harsh ways, so, they've lacked security in these lands for a while now, and are nearing extinction.
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But, don't think they were the only trouble my parents and Gerrin had to face when coming here - after all there is a reason the MMC prohibited venture towards this land. The beasts in this land are harsh. Apparently, according to Gerrin, they had only made it out this far due to 25 other adventures tagging along with them. Yet, only 7 managed to make it this far. And, while Gerrin and my parents decided to fortify themselves a stable home, the rest ventured forth, after all, this land had hardly been tampered with humans, so mageal crystals must've been scattered everywhere.
They never returned.
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"I'm leaving the 2 havens" Spoke Gerrin, on the final day of his stay. Yet, my parents blanked him, instead conjuring harsh words towards each other.
"It's too late! He hasn't been awoken!"
"N-no... We still have time!"
I wasn't sure what they were talking about, yet, I did understand that... They no longer cared about Gerrin.
"Listen, kid, I know you're only seven... But I can tell you are more talented than the regular child. Perhaps it's because you are a soul bearer... Who knows. Just know this; your parents aren't bad people. They may have booted me out of this house when you were born... But they have there reasons." That's all he said, before wandering off towards our front-door. Honestly, I had no clue he even lived in this house before he got kicked out. Either way, that fact wasn't helping his case.
No way my parents were good... Sure, they aren't the worse... But I wouldn't go as far as to say they are 'good people'. But, I suppose it's only a title, what truly defines if someone is 'good'.
"Oh, and one last thing, if you ever find you need it, which you may, I have a cabin up north at which I used to live in. So, if you ever need to, I want to make it known you are allowed to stay in there for as long as you want."
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I'm not sure if I'll ever need it, but it was nice of him to offer me a parting gift. After he had left, my parents not even once mentioned his name. I wanted to bring it up, yet I knew it'd only craft a more wide rift between us.
It was strange though, as, ever since he left, it felt as if there was a subtle spark. As if things had began to die-down. My father began to train me less and less, and my mother would slowly begin to fade out of her hypnosis-like training.
Honestly though, I couldn't care. The only thing I had my mind lingering on was Gerrin. I know he can cast both fire and earth magic, yet, to leave the 2 havens is just as worse as entering them. He, as far as I could tell was pretty well gifted in fire and earth, mastering all of earths states, even the complete off-hand state, and one of fire's states.
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Oh well. Guess I'll never see him again. I just hope he's ok. After all, he was the only fun thing that I've happened to come across in this world so far... It may have eben slower, but he made learning magic a lot more fun than my father did. Honestly, with him gone now, I wander what else there is to this world... Maybe I should try and escape this place... And use some of the fire magic Gerrin thought me, to keep myself warm.
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CRASH! Then, BOOM! It was my parents again. Honestly, I figured there fighting had come to a pitstop, but I suppose not. I made an attempt to fall asleep, yet I couldn't. I'd had enough. This was it. Instead of running away, I'm going to confront them... Thrusting through the cramped hallway, I blasted open there bedroom door.
"ENOUGH! I've had enough of your useless arguing!" No answer. I tilted my head upwards. Infront of me was a man, arched as if a snake, and engulfed from head-to-toe with ragged bandages. He tilted a thin sword within his withered palm. It's curve resembled one of a katana. Bellow him, flames. But that wasn't all. My parents too.
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There room was large, yet as if a blank canvas, there crimson-red blood splattered on every corner. Dismembered, bloody, and burnt; were there corpses.
"If you know what's best for you, kid, You'll head up far north. Far past any country you tread on." That was all his raspy voice had to display. Is... He going to k-kill me? Am I really going to die again? I'm a dragon god though... Surely I can kill him. Right? Yet, all he did was conjure himself into a burst of flames, before thrusting out of there wide window.
"AHHHHH!!" T-this can't be real... My parents... They are supposed to be strong... How... Why? I had seen dead bodies in movies and such... yet seeing ones in front of my still-infant eyes made my bones feel as if they were ice.
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I wanted to puke.
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I had to stay calm. The man... He said head up north. His blade may have been battered, yet it wielded the rare kind of Crudal - the red kind. It can only be found in hot climates... and judging by his impressive fire magic capabilities, I can only assume he's in a hot country or landmark far up north.
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He didn't bare any mageal crystals, so he's either posses an engraved element within him... Or he's a dragon god like me. To conjure yourself into a burst of flames isn't normal. It should kill you in an instant... Or more-so burn you into a crisp. And, trust me, you do not want to be burnt.
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I towered over my parent's burning corpses, each step felt as if my knees were capsizing under a vigorous earthquake, at which point, I thrusted my palm towards the air, and repulsed my mana towards my hand, casting a water ball, which, when combining the liquidity state and solidity state, I conjured a makeshift sprinkler to disperse any loose flames. Yet, as I did, I believe I found the reason as of why that man had such incredible control over fire magic. An everlasting fire fragment lay, emanating a rainbow-like aura.
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What's an everlasting fire fragment? It's one of the rarest forms of mageal crystal, that can only come form the first ever fire mageal crystal. I had read about it, yet only believed it was some sort of fairy tale.
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I knew what the man meant, by leaving this behind. He's warning me, that, where ever he's from, they posses powerful magic, and that, if I don't accept his gift, I won't make it out of the 2 havens alive.
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Oh boy. Things just got a lot more exciting. But not in the way I wanted.