Chapter 1: Beginning
Cyril Felling, a young man with sharp features, blue eyes, and short black hair, sat in the crowded metal cabin, staring at an acceptance letter to a prestigious academy of magic.
This year he finally reached 18 years, and his body was now ready to begin learning magic.
Cyril looked forward to this day for a long time. Not only would he wield exciting new powers, but at the same time, he will finally leave the confines of his home.
The Felling was a wealthy family living near the city center. There was nothing special to complain about, no need to worry about food, money, or anything at all really.
But he still felt a bit stifled in there. Wasting away in a mansion was not how he wanted to live.
So when an opportunity presented itself to enroll in Ailanthus Academy, he took it with no hesitation.
Like many other academies of its time, it not only offered its students knowledge on magic but also tried to prepare them for battle against demons.
His homeland, the Empire, had a quite serious problem with demon attacks. Thankfully, due to a recent spike in magic development, fighting them off was becoming easier with each year.
This enemy of humanity was slowly becoming a thing of the past.
Cyril was looking forward to the day he would step on the demon territories to see what is out there.
He was seated in a manarail—a new miracle of magic that allowed travel through the enormous city faster than ever before, and incredibly safe to boot.