Shiro found himself in a strange place. It wasn’t exactly a forest, but rather a foggy, empty void. The air was thick, almost suffocating, and the sky above was shrouded in gray mist. He had seen this place before, it looked so familiar—somewhere, in dreams or fleeting thoughts—but he couldn’t quite place it. He blinked, trying to comprehend what was happening. Tiny shapes moved in the distance, whispering among themselves in a language he couldn’t understand. They were blurry before, like half-formed images in the back of his mind. But now... now he could see them clearly.These creatures were unlike anything he’d ever seen. Small, with brightly colored fur covering their bodies, their hands and legs skinny and delicate. They had two antennae that twitched constantly, and their eyes seemed to glow in the fog. They moved as if unaware of Shiro’s presence, passing by him without fear. Shiro wasn’t just confused—he was scared. As he stood frozen, trying to make sense of it all, a sma

Shiro and Korin had become good friends over the past few days. They spent time talking and laughing, which helped Shiro forget about the heavy feelings inside him. As they sat in Shiro's dimly lit room, Korin shared stories about Elro to him. "You really cared about Elro, didn’t you?" Shiro asked, looking at Korin. The small creature nodded, his eyes shining with memories. "He was like a brother to me, he was my best friend." Korin said, his tiny body leaning against a desk. "We did a lot together even though I am really small…. but let's focus on you now!" Shiro sighed. He hadn't gone out much since what happened in school. People felt far away, and his parents seemed more worried about his strange behavior than about him. He just wanted to be alone. "Look at this," Korin said, pointing to a pencil on Shiro’s desk. "Can you try to melt this pencil?" "Me?" Shiro raised an eyebrow. "I don’t think I can." "But I'm sure you've broken a cup before!" Korin said,. "Yeah, bu

Shiro woke up to a soft knock on the door. "Shiro, are you awake?" Korin’s tiny voice came from the other side. Shiro groaned as he sat up, rubbing his eyes. He hadn’t slept much through the night. "Yeah, I’m awake," he replied, his voice hoarse from lack of rest. The door creaked open, and Korin’s small form slipped inside, barely making a sound. “It's a new day. Ready to see a bit more of this place? You know, outside the council?" Korin asked, his antennae twitching with excitement. "Um, okay, but don’t we have to go to the council today?" Shiro asked, still confused about his purpose here and the urgency of everything. "Not yet," Korin replied with a smile. "We’ve got time for that. I just figured you’d want to see more of Serevaal. You know, get used to it a little bit." Shiro nodded, standing up and stretching. He wasn’t entirely sure if he was ready for anything, but being here felt like a surreal experience, something out of a dream. He needed answers, but he also w

Shiro and Korin walked through the tall gates of the Serevaal Training School, the largest structure Shiro had seen since arriving. The buildings looked old but strong, with stone walls covered in vines that sparkled faintly. Inside the grounds, the supernaturals moved in groups, practicing their abilities with bursts of energy crackling in the air. Water splashes, flames flickering, and gusts of wind were everywhere as students honed their skills. Korin glanced over at Shiro. “This is where you’ll be learning to control your elements. Since you’ve got all four, you’ll have to go through each one step by step.” Shiro’s stomach churned. “And how long will that take?” Korin shrugged. “Depends on how fast you learn. The levels here are Novice, Beginner, and Rookie before you reach the advanced stages. It’s a lot of hard work Shiro, but I think you’re up for it.” As they walked toward the entrance, Shiro couldn’t help but notice the whispers and stares from other students. Some

Shiro knew he had to act, but Korin yanked him back just as another figure stepped forward— Yuki stood there trembling but determined. "I can help!" He shouted. “I'll help too” , Shiro said standing up "You’re not ready!" Rena and Korin shouted at the same time. "I have to try!" Shiro said as his hands glowed with weak Air energy, and he struggled to contain the storm, his power barely doing anything. The man's cold voice cut through the storm. "We don’t have time for this. If we don’t stop him now, he’ll destroy this place." Shiro continued and didn't give up. "I won’t let him hurt anyone," Shiro said, his voice steady. Rena’s eyes widened, realizing Shiro’s intent. “If you’re going to do this, be careful! Focus on your air element; use it to calm the storm!” she shouted loudly so he could hear. Taking a deep breath, Shiro summoned all his willpower, channeling his air energy. “Breathe! You can control it!” he said to himself. The winds howled around them, but Shiro