Chapter 1 Part 1: Ren Restes
The sun was setting behind the ancient Magic Tower that hails from the secluded mountains in Thorpes of the Southern Kingdom of La Magia. Constructed with a weathered stone where vines, thick and verdant that crawls in the tower walls with rune stones that faintly glow. Almost as if the tower blends in with the nature that appeared nothing but a tree, a natural camouflage.
The magic tower has existed for millennium with secrecy except for a few people who lived within the Tower. Within the ancient tower, it was filled with spell books, ancient tomes and scrolls. This showed a humble status and the scarcity of resources. Despite its ancient and mystical nature, the tower has a simple, utilitarian design, encompassing functionality over splendor.
A man resting in a chair- wrought of deep black oak, he is deeply lined and weathered face, along with his long white beard, give him a distinguished appearance despite his simple attire—a blue robe devoid of ornaments and a simple blue hat. He is Ren Restes the humble Tower Master of the Tower of Vestige.
Across from him, was his fourteen years old son whom he also considered as an apprentice. His hair fell to his shoulders in dark, silken strands with sharp- flat eyes and a finely pointed nose. At glance, one might well mistake him for a maiden of noble birth, so fair and delicate was his countenance., Cero Restes, deeply sighed as he halted his meditation, "The magic tower is doomed."
Old man Ren casually stroking his beard, "Hmm, why? This magic tower has been inherited from my ancestors, maybe one day, the world shall know our tower."
Shook his head, "That's not what I'm referring to. I am not a mage, Master; I awakened with aura core. A soon-to-be heir of the magic tower who cannot used magic will be subject to ridicule."
"I have taught you everything I knew about magic, haven't I? In fact,our butler Ronaldo don't mind you being the heir of our humble tower."
As if on cue, the old butler, Ronaldo, stepped forward from the shadows, his weathered face breaking into a warm smile. "Young master shall be a worthy tower master; I hold no doubt," he said, kneeling respectfully.
Ren pats Cero's head with a faint smile. "See? tomorrow is your formal graduation as my student, so stop worrying and continue your training, I will be on my way."
As he walked away Ren added, "Strength isn't all about magic."
After his meditation, Cero went to his training room and continued his regular training.