Callum's eyes went wide as they stepped inside the room. He had expected to find a woman behind a desk in a neat office. However, what he stepped into instead was the largest garden he had ever seen!
Shrubs, trees, hedges, and flowers he had never seen were dotted around the landscape. Their colours and hues made a perfect harmony that seemed to soothe his soul. Soon, he heard the sound of birds chirping.
As the fragrant scents washed over him, Callum spotted cats, dogs, foxes, bees, ants, and many other living creatures going about their business. A short distance away, a stunning woman in her early thirties sat inside an octagon-shaped white gazebo.
Her light brown hair was done up in a tress, and her white day dress gave her a certain look of purity. That, combined with the scenery, made her look like a nature goddess descended to earth.
"My, my," The woman said with a bright smile as she turned to look at her guests. "Who do we have here? The elusive Hermit of all people! I must say, Suresh, you're a difficult man to meet with."
"My apologies." Master Gurung said as he bowed to the woman. "Allow me to introduce you. Maya, Cal, the lovely woman before you is Dahlia Smith, The Empress of the Major Arcana and current master of The Clocktower."
Dahlia cocked an eyebrow at the formal introduction before politely nodding her head to the two of them.
"Lady Dahlia, this is Maya Gurung." Suresh said as he gestured to his granddaughter. "Heir to The Hermit of the Major Arcana, my apprentice, and my granddaughter by blood."
"Well, now, this is a pleasant surprise!" Dahlia's smile brightened further as she closed the distance to shake Maya's hand. "I hope we can become friends in the future. The wisdom of The Hermit is always highly sought after. It'd be nice if you didn't avoid me like your grandfather."
Maya blushed at those words while nodding her head. She felt a bit out of her depth as it was the first time she had seen grandfather acting like that.
"And this is?" Dahlia asked as she turned her brown eyes on Callum. Curiosity painted her expression as she studied him from head to toe.
"I have the honour to introduce to you Callum Shaw. The Magician of the Major Arcana and inheritor of all the gifts of his bloodline."
Dahlia's expression froze as she stared at Cal. Then it turned into disbelief, honest surprise, and finally, joy.
"It's an honour to meet The Magician," Dahlia said as she bowed deeply to Callum. "To what do I owe the rare pleasure of the company of two fellow Major Arcanas? Especially when both are known to be reclusive?"
"Cal would like to register with The Clocktower and join your organisation as a student," Suresh replied with a firm gaze. "He awakened recently, and although his predecessor has already passed on, Felix tutored him in theoretical magic in anticipation of this day. However, he does require practical training and further theoretical knowledge."
"I see," Dahlia beamed while staring at Cal as though he were a treasure chest. "Will he also require lodgings?"
"Yes," Suresh nodded. "As his guardian, until he graduates from his magical education, I will take care of all the paperwork. When can we schedule his interview and entrance exam?"
"There's no need. On behalf of The Clocktower, I accept Initiate Shaw's application. We will also provide the necessary funds and materials a young mage in his position may need."
"Thank you." Suresh bowed his head but looked as though he expected that outcome. "There are some other matters we need to discuss privately. Would you mind showing Cal to his room? Maya will keep him company."
"Certainly." A snap of her fingers later, both Cal and Maya vanished. "What seems to be troubling you?"
Dahlia led Suresh to the chairs and table inside the gazebo before they both sat down. Suresh frowned as he took a long look at the luscious garden before focusing on her.
"The Carnival will begin soon." He said with a heavy tone. "The Fool has already made a move."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Suresh sighed. "The last Carnival was before your time, and it was halted because of the elimination of a contender before it could begin."
"Was The Fool's aim to do the same?"
"I doubt it. It was probably his way of introducing himself. He seems interested in Callum."
Dahlia's expression became pensive as she stared at Suresh. "When do you think it will begin?"
"Less than a year from now." Suresh groaned. "I'm too old for this. But like everyone else, I won't have a choice unless a contender is exterminated."
"Neither The Wardens nor Nexus will allow that." Dahlia shook her head. "They both want a Carnival to run its full course. It's the only chance they have to reach their goals. When was the last one that made it into the starting phase?"
"Over one hundred years ago, and we all know who the victor was back then." Suresh wore a grim smile as he met Dahlia's gaze.
"We need to start making preparations. I'll contact the Minor Arcana families in the neutral factions and let them know. Most Major Arcana families in Europe have close ties with The Clocktower, so we'll pass the information to them."
"Thank you."
"I have a question. What part do you think Callum will play in this conflict?"
"I have no idea. He's young and inexperienced. But he still wields The Magician. It's like having a big target on his back. Everyone will want a piece of him."
"That's true," Dahlia mumbled as she tilted her head. "I'll do my best to make some arrangements. He'll need to network a bit if he's to be ready. Luckily, he's not the only young Major Arcana staying here right now. If he plays his cards right, he should be able to make a few allies in time."
"I hope so. Callum needs someone to watch his back until he grows into a mage in his own right."
"On that note, I have a proposal. Do you want to hear it?"
"Wait!" Cal said, but it was too late."Where are we?" Maya looked around the room they had appeared in.Callum cocked an eyebrow as he scanned the large but almost empty room. There was a comfortable-looking four-poster bed in the middle of one wall with a set of drawers and a wardrobe against another. The strangest thing though, was a desk and chair with a black gem-like ball embedded in it.A knock sounded against one of the three thick wooden doors in the room and Maya was quick to open it. On the other side was a young woman with dark circles under her eyes. "Is Callum Shaw here?" The woman asked as she peered into the room. "I'm here to deliver his materials and explain a few things to him.""I'm right here," Cal said as he waved her in. "Maya, give her some room.""Thank you. My name's Emily Fletcher." The woman smiled brightly despite her evident exhaustion. "First, let me say congratulations on joining The Clocktower. You must be quite skilled to pass the entrance exam despit
Callum cursed as he rushed through the hallway. His hair was still wet, and he'd missed breakfast. Thank god for that enchanted thing in the bathroom that cleans clothes. It would have been embarrassing to arrive on the first day with odour issues.Luckily, the bracelet is enchanted to show where your next class is. Cal grinned as he stared at the black metal band on his left wrist. The enchantment was pointing at a door on his right a short distance away.There were a few minutes left until the class started, so Callum paused outside to catch his breath before going inside. Silence descended in the lecture room as he opened the door and stepped inside. His classmates stared at him with confused expressions, and a young man in the middle row looking down at him opened his mouth to say something."Callum!" Emily squealed from the second row, which drew everyone's attention to her.Callum sighed in relief. At least there's one person I know in my first class. His relief was short-lived
"Well, this is a pleasant surprise." Professor Morales said while staring at him. "Our first success within minutes of class starting! I didn't expect you to succeed until you asked for help, and we had a few classes together."She sounded absolutely delighted as the rest of the class stared at him with a mix of awe and envy. Even Emily, near the front, had her mouth hanging open as she looked at him as if he were a monster."Please, tell me, what classification is your new spell?""It's a ward-type spell," Cal replied as he felt his face heating up."You hear that class? Mr Shaw showed wisdom beyond what most fresh young mages do. It's important to have a way to defend yourself before focusing on other methods. Now, if you would, please show us your spell."Cal gulped as he removed his hands from the cube and looked around the class. Oh well, there's nothing I can do about it now. Whirlpool!Cal stood up and moved back as he stretched out his arm. His mana flowed through his body, cr
Callum sighed as he sat back and watched the others for a while. After several minutes, no one else had created a spell. 'What's going on? It's not that hard.'Cal frowned as he noticed the tense expressions of his classmates. He could tell they were concentrating, and nobody seemed to be slacking off. Even Professor Morales wore a look that said it was perfectly normal. 'Did I get lucky?'No matter how he thought about it, that shouldn't be the case. 'There's only one way to find out.' Callum shrugged his shoulders and placed his hands on the cube again.As the interface popped up, Cal already had a spell in mind. Now that he knew how spells were made and that they had a 'memory' of their own, there was something he wanted to make his mana refinement easier.Before long, a green glow lit up the class from its rear. Callum almost wondered if he had become deaf because of the silence. Unanimously, the whole class turned to stare at him again."Ahem," Professor Morales cleared her throa
[Name: Arcane Bullet Classification: Assault Stage: Circle Elements: Arcane Complexity: 2 Power: 4 Secondary Power: 0 Required Mana: 2 (Expand) (Expanded): Arcane: 2 Description: A low-power ranged arcane-type spell.]Callum barely paid any attention to the notification as he met the hungry gazes of his classmates. 'Well, this should be enough for now, right?' He licked his lips as he removed his hands from the cube and lay back in his chair.'It would be nice to have more spells, but I've already drawn too much attention. There must be a way to create spells away from all these prying eyes.'Cal was oblivious to his classmates' thoughts as he relaxed at the back of the class. His casual attitude made them feel like he was saying this course was too easy and they were insignificant in his eyes.Of course, Callum had no such thoughts. Well, apart from the easy part. Mages were notoriously competitive and always searching for ways to improve their standing among their peers.
"Hmph!" Amesbury grunted triumphantly. "You're not the only Major Arcana in this joint class anymore, Hans!""Oh, shit!" Emily moaned beside Cal. "That's Hans Müller! He inherited The Tower legacy from his family. Apparently, there was a tragic event, and his older sister, who should have inherited it, died. Watch yourself, Cal."Callum frowned as he glanced at Hans. The guy was around six foot and four inches tall. Which meant he towered over everyone from the two classes. He had a rugged square jaw, dark hair, and piercing blue eyes. "That's him. Over there!" Amesbury gleefully pointed Callum out. "That's Callum Shaw, The Magician! Are you scared now?""Shaw? The Magician?" Hans grunted as he scanned Callum before marching up to him. "Are you Felix Shaw's grandson?"Callum reeled in shock. "You knew my grandpa?""That's right." Hans nodded as a grin spread across his face. "Master Felix personally trained me in the basics when I awakened! If it weren't for his support, my family ma
Rain hammered against the windshield of Danielle's car in a grief-ridden melody as Callum stared at the grey skies from the passenger seat. His eyes searched his right hand from time to time, checking for the presence of the golden ring set with pitch-black onyx. Danielle coughed as she brushed her light brown hair behind her ear and looked at him with her deep green eyes."Are you going to be okay?"Her voice was low, barely louder than a whisper, but Callum heard her. A frown appeared on Callum's face as he tousled his black hair before taking a deep breath."Honestly, I don't know."Callum's icy blue eyes scanned Danielle's face, noticing the concern in her expression as the feeling of emptiness ravaged his heart. His grandfather's funeral had passed in a blur. It felt so unreal at the time, but the weight of the ring on his finger told him otherwise."Do you want me to come in? I can keep you company until Amy comes back."A long sigh escaped Callum's lips as he shook his head. He
Callum stared at his bloody knuckles and the gash on his forearm through the ripped sleeve of his suit jacket with dead eyes as he caressed the cold pint of beer between his hands. The other customers of O'Connors pub left him alone in the dark corner with only his grief and rage for company.The cracked screen of his phone on the table drew his attention as it vibrated. A glance was all he needed to confirm it was Dani calling him back before answering."I'm here. Where are you?"Callum's left brow rose slightly at Dani's tone before telling her he was seated in the rear right corner near the toilets."I'll be right there."Before he could place the phone back on the table, Dani's face appeared as she rushed between the tables. Her black dress for the funeral hugged her curves while still being suitable for the occasion."Gods, Cal, are you okay?"Her silvery voice rang in his ears as she placed the heavy bag she carried in an empty seat before taking his right hand in hers. Callum's