After thinking for a long period of time, Walter finally came up with what you could call a perfect plan. He hadn't been so pleased all his life that he had to narrate his plan to the talkative Imaginary Cluster."So, you're gonna visit the museum this afternoon?" a puzzled face appeared on the mirror with the right eyebrow raised higher than the left."Yes," Walter nodded in a satisfactory way. To him, his plan was the best plan he had ever come across. Not even MCs in movies could contend with him now, so he thought."What are you gonna do at the museum?" Imaginary Cluster asked. Hearing this, Walter knew what was coming his way.Taking a deep breathe, Walter replied, "I'm gonna take a detour around the Museum this afternoon to familiarize myself with the place.""Oh!" Imaginary Cluster's voice became more excited than ever. "I see...So you're now Sherlock Holmes. Too bad you cannot be as smart as he was."Walter's face turned pale. Imaginary Cluster, can you learn some manners and

Office of the Arcane Safety HeadDamien Hastle was seated behind a brown desk, reading a book. With the runes and strange languages in the book, it was obvious he was reading a book about magic.Auburn hair, sea blue eyes and beautiful lips made him an exceptionally handsome man with an intriguing demeanour.He was focused on the rune book which lay before him, reading with all manner of seriousness. He wanted to increase his knowledge about magic so that he could cultivate his Magical Body and advance quickly to the High Magic Array. He had been in the Array Seven for two years now without any development and this was making him impatient with advancing.Advancing to High Magic Arrays was very difficult and dangerous—a mixture of the two with a higher tone. Unlike the Low and Middle Arrays where sorcerers had to build up their Magical Bodies before advancing, High Magic Arrays were not like that. They needed some kind of ritual and this ritual could take days, months and years! It wa

The remaining teams which didn't go to MythVille Woods, remained in the city. Every Arcane Guard of the Arcane Safety Department and sorcerer of the Hands Of Arcane paraded the whole city, keeping watch. Several bulwarks were put up by the Arcane Guards and sorcerers to protect the city for extraterrestrial attacks.It was in the late hours of the morning when the day was usually bustling with activities of great immensity. During this hour of the day, people were usually busy and didn't even have time for themselves. When the people saw the Arcane Guards and sorcerers moving about, they feared something was actually wrong. It was a normal thing for Arcane Guards to move about as they were the ones in charge of enforcing law and combating crimes in the city. But even at that, the number of Arcane Guards on the streets was usually sparse and not characterized by a prodigious immensity. There were so many Arcane Guards that every nook and cranny of the city was inhabited by them. Not on

Walter walked towards the building, his feet carrying him with hastiness. He didn't dare delay as his whole family was still held captive by the Enchanter, Castor. Albeit he didn't trust Castor and wouldn't dare give him such a powerful mystical item such as the Book Of Mysteries, he didn't dare put the lives of his family members on the line. Everyone knew how evil and vile sorcerers from the Schools of Black Form Magic were!Using magic, he pushed the door open. A gust of light breeze brushed against his body, causing his hair to flutter as he walked into the building.The interior of the building had a different hue in comparison to the exterior. Walter had noticed that outside the building was actually old with algae growing over it. He had expected the interior to be affected as well but to his surprise, it was not like that. The walls were built with monoliths which shone like polished stones. Across the walls were candlesticks which held many candles. These candles were lit, bu

Walter stood up weakly and lumbered towards the door, his eyes filled with pain and sorrow. He was so down right now that all he thought of was killing Castor. But where was the Castor he would kill? How was he gonna find Castor now that the Arcane Guards and sorcerers were at his neck?"He killed my family," he kept on muttering as he walked slowly, his weak feet carrying him in a floundering manner. He was so depressed right now that he wanted to just end his life at that moment.He was almost at the door when he had an immediate ominous feeling. Danger was already near!Pa!He trusted his instincts and leapt backwards, his hands spread apart as the tip of a sword flew towards him, leaving afterimages. Then the sword stopped midway and vanished out of sight, Walter landing afterwards.This...his lips quivered upon seeing the sword vanish without trace. This sword, it had no wielder! What a strange swordsmanship!"You're mesmerized by the swordsmanship," a voice said from nowhere. It