Calm Before the Tournament

Morning sunlight filtered gently through the dormitory window, bathing the room in warm, golden hues. Kaelan stood quietly before the mirror, examining his reflection. He had grown noticeably over recent months, his raven-black hair falling neatly above calm, sapphire-blue eyes that carried a quiet maturity far beyond his years. He adjusted his uniform, carefully smoothing out wrinkles, maintaining a composed yet humble demeanor.

Today marked a rare break in routine at Luminis Academy. With tomorrow's first-year tournament approaching, classes had been suspended to allow students a full day of rest, preparation, or simply quiet reflection. The academy understood clearly that tournaments weren't merely displays of strength—they were moments that shaped future mages and influenced the reputation of their prestigious institution.

A knock at the door disrupted his thoughts. "Kael, you awake?" Liam's familiar, cheerful voice echoed from the hallway.

Kaelan opened the door, warmly greeting Liam, Marcus, and Selene standing behind him. Marcus appeared especially energized, his eyes shining with excitement.

"You ready for tomorrow?" Marcus asked eagerly. "The entire academy's buzzing. I heard some families from the capital might even attend."

Selene nodded thoughtfully. "Instructor Althea mentioned it yesterday. Apparently, representatives from both the Vaelar and Stormfire families are coming. It seems they want to scout potential talents for elite mentorship programs."

Kaelan absorbed this quietly. The Vaelar family was renowned throughout Aurelia, legendary for their mastery of rune-based magic and influential roles in politics and academia. The Stormfires, descendants of the famed General Aldric Stormfire who sealed the Northern Rift centuries ago, held significant martial and magical prestige. Their presence highlighted clearly how important this event truly was.

Liam nudged Kaelan playfully. "Feeling pressure yet?"

Kaelan chuckled lightly, maintaining his modest composure. "I suppose there's always a bit of pressure. Still, we've prepared carefully. Now we just trust our training."

Marcus laughed heartily. "Easy for you to say. Lucien's family practically expects him to sweep the tournament."

Kaelan nodded understandingly. "Lucien's skill is indeed impressive, but remember—everyone has improved significantly. It won't be a simple victory for anyone."

Selene smiled softly, her eyes confident yet kind. "True. Still, my bet's on you, Kaelan."

The four friends began moving toward the dining hall, casually greeting other students as they went. Conversations everywhere revolved around tomorrow's tournament—hopes, concerns, speculation, each student quietly assessing their chances.

Inside the dining hall, Lucien sat at a table with several classmates, calmly eating breakfast. His posture exuded quiet confidence, a gentle reflection of his famed Stormfire heritage. Seeing Kaelan enter, he met his gaze briefly, nodding respectfully—a subtle acknowledgment of their friendly rivalry.

As Kaelan and his friends took their seats, Marcus lowered his voice conspiratorially. "Speaking of Lucien, I heard his family has sent explicit instructions. They want him enrolled in Astraeus Academy early if he performs exceptionally."

Selene raised her eyebrows curiously. "Early enrollment at Astraeus? That's rare, even among noble families."

Liam chuckled nervously. "Makes you wonder just how strong Lucien really is."

Kaelan listened thoughtfully, clearly understanding Lucien's pressure. Early admission to Astraeus Academy, the pinnacle institution of magical education, was exceedingly rare. It implied extraordinary expectations placed on Lucien by his family, significantly raising the stakes for their upcoming match.

Breakfast concluded with quiet conversations shifting gradually to lighter topics, and Kaelan found himself grateful for the calming presence of his friends. They genuinely helped ground him amid the growing intensity surrounding tomorrow's tournament.

Afterward, he returned quietly to his room, alone once more. Today required a careful balance of relaxation and preparation. With clear resolve, Kaelan sat cross-legged in the center of his room, taking slow, measured breaths.

Internally, he began meticulously reviewing the public skillset he intended to display—specifically, Mana Needles (B), Woven Mana Barrier (A-), and perhaps Flame Dash (B+). These would be more than sufficient to convincingly secure victory without revealing the true depths of his hidden mastery.

Yet, privately, Kaelan couldn't help but feel compelled to push himself slightly further. If the tournament became genuinely challenging, he needed believable, carefully-prepared contingencies. With subtle determination, he gently focused on two complementary defensive skills he'd previously practiced: Froststone Barrier (B+) and Woven Mana Barrier (A-).

With careful, practiced precision, he guided their mana flows, slowly intertwining threads of frost and structured mana into a singular, cohesive form. Mana resonated gently around him, signaling successful fusion:

[Skill Fusion Successful] [New Skill Created: Glacial Bastion (A)]

Kaelan quietly examined this new skill. It felt sturdy, stable, and versatile—precisely what he needed for believable yet impressive defense during intense matches. He decided clearly it would serve as his hidden trump card, something strong enough to secure victory without betraying his extraordinary true potential.

He carefully refrained from excessive experimentation today, explicitly mindful of maintaining a believable progression. His current level—explicitly Level 18—remained sufficient. Tomorrow's challenges would naturally push him further, perhaps even explicitly triggering the growth he knew lay just beyond his current limits.

Evening approached slowly, painting Luminis Academy in subtle hues of crimson and amber. Outside his window, students practiced carefully on academy grounds—some meditating, others engaged in quiet discussions. Kaelan found the calm scene reassuring. This peaceful, natural atmosphere was precisely what he needed to maintain clarity.

A gentle knock again drew him from introspection, this time from Instructor Althea herself. Surprised but composed, Kaelan opened the door, politely greeting her.

"Instructor," he acknowledged respectfully.

She smiled gently, eyes calm and reassuring. "Kaelan, I merely wished to offer some brief encouragement. Tomorrow represents a significant moment. Many eyes—including influential ones—will be watching."

Kaelan inclined his head gratefully. "I understand, Instructor. I'll do my best."

Althea regarded him thoughtfully. "Good. And remember, winning matters less than demonstrating your true potential and integrity. Those qualities carry far greater weight in the long run."

Kaelan carefully internalized her advice. "Thank you. I'll remember that."

She nodded quietly, clearly satisfied, before departing. Alone once more, Kaelan absorbed her words deeply. Integrity and potential—the essence of what he sought to embody.

Tomorrow wasn't merely a tournament victory to him. It represented explicit proof he was truly ready for Astraeus Academy and beyond, explicitly marking another careful step toward surpassing the limits of his former life.

Kaelan turned to the fading sunset, feeling quietly confident yet clearly resolved. Whatever challenges awaited him, he would face them calmly, purposefully, and with carefully tempered strength.

He would soon show Aurelia—and eventually, the world—just what a reincarnated archmage was truly capable of.

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 Name: Kaelan Elysian Talent Grade: S (Public) | True Grade: SSS (Hidden)

Physique: Mana's Chosen (SSS)

Trait: Arcane Prodigy (SSS)

Level: 18

Combat & Utility Skills :

- Glacial Bastion (A) [Fusion: Froststone Barrier + Woven Mana Barrier] - Phantom Lance (A+) - Mana Needles (B) - Shadowstep Burst (A-) - Flame Dash (B+) - Healing Threads (B-) - Aqua Sphere (C+) - Mana Threading (B)

Trait Skills [Arcane Prodigy]:

- Arcane Mind (A) - Adaptive Affinity (A) - Spellweaver's Focus (A-)

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