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“A world of magic, a mind of machine—one destiny to change them all.”

In a world where magic and technology have become intertwined, power is everything. At the age of ten, every child undergoes the Awakening—a moment when their magical abilities are revealed. For Kael, however, the Awakening is different. Instead of the rush of magic that others feel, his body is flooded with a cold, calculating hum—the activation of an AI.

But this AI is not just a tool. It is a mentor, holding secrets, mysteries, and perhaps the key to understanding the very world Kael lives in. As Kael grapples with the nature of his connection to this ancient entity, he begins to uncover not only the depth of its knowledge but also the potential within himself.

Driven by an insatiable curiosity, Kael dives deeper into the mysteries of both magic and machine. His desire for knowledge becomes a guiding force, but it also leads him into dangerous territories, forcing him to question everything he thought he knew about his world.

Kael is not alone in his quest. A rival—someone with knowledge of a past life—emerges, and their paths collide in ways neither could have anticipated. The rival’s motives are unclear, but their rivalry will push Kael to his limits. As Kael grows stronger, his bond with the AI deepens, and the stakes rise.

An unseen force threatens everything—something bigger than magic, bigger than technology. A force that neither Kael nor his rival can fully comprehend.

Can Kael navigate this perilous world, grow beyond his limits, and rise to a challenge he never expected? The journey will shape him, the AI, and the very fate of their world

Chronicles of Magic and machine

Kael sat on the edge of his bed, his feet barely touching the cold floor. His fingers clenched the blanket, eyes locked on the distant city skyline. Towers of light stretched into the sky, machines hummed in the distance, and holographic signs flickered with advertisements he didn't care about. Yet, somewhere beneath all that technology, magic still breathed.

Today was the day. His awakening.

His heart pounded with excitement, but a knot twisted in his stomach. What if… something goes wrong? What if his affinity was weak? What if he disappointed his parents?

He shook his head. "No," he muttered to himself. He wasn't weak. He couldn't be.

A faint static noise flickered in his ears. It vanished as soon as he noticed it. He frowned, glancing at the holo-clock. 6:02 AM. Just nerves, maybe.

At the dining table, the aroma of spiced eggs and buttered bread filled the air. His mother, Elara, smiled as she placed a plate in front of him. "Eat well, today's important."

His father, Dain, sat across from him, sipping his coffee in silence. His sharp eyes, a deep silver like Kael's, watched him carefully.

Kael tried to eat, but every bite felt heavy. He noticed his mother's hands trembling slightly when she refilled his glass. His father's usual strict posture was unusually stiff.

"I'll be fine," Kael blurted out, surprising even himself.

Elara chuckled softly, brushing his messy black hair. "Of course you will. You're our son."

Dain finally spoke. "Strength is important, Kael. But don't let results blind you. What matters is how you use your strength."

Kael nodded, not entirely understanding, but storing the words away.

The city's Awakening Hall was filled with children his age, all dressed in ceremonial robes. The air buzzed with hushed whispers and nervous energy. The circular formation in the center pulsed with ancient runes, connected to a sleek, hovering machine that monitored the process. A perfect fusion of magic and technology.

The elder in charge called names one by one. Some children awakened with vibrant auras, others with dim sparks. A few had to be carried away, unconscious from the strain.

Kael stepped forward, standing in the center of the formation. The moment he placed his hand on the crystal, his body tensed. A rush of energy surged through him—wild, chaotic, suffocating.

The formation flickered. The elder frowned. "Strange…" he muttered under his breath.

Kael's vision blurred. He felt something whispering at the edge of his mind, like a presence watching from the void. Then, with a final pulse of light, the energy stabilized. The elder let out a relieved sigh.

When Kael opened his eyes, the crystal glowed with a deep indigo hue—a rare affinity. The room fell silent.

His parents exchanged glances. His father's hands clenched into fists, while his mother exhaled softly.

Kael took a shaky breath. He had awakened. But at what cost?

Far away, deep within the city's network, something stirred.

Dain stood in the shadows as his son was congratulated. His mind, however, was elsewhere.

The flickering formation. The strange instability. The deep indigo glow.

This… wasn't normal.

He had seen awakenings before, but none had ever felt this unnatural. And Kael had felt it too—he saw it in his eyes.

Still, he placed a hand on his son's shoulder and gave a rare smile. "Well done."

Elara watched Kael from afar, a soft smile on her lips. He was growing so fast. She still remembered the day he first learned to walk, how he had stumbled forward with sheer determination, refusing to fall.

There was something in his awakening that unsettled her. A strange presence, a flicker of something more.

She shook off the thought. He is my son. No matter what happens, we will guide him.

Even if the world turned against him.

Chapter 1:The day of awakening