"That's new," Master Yuki remarked, his sense locked on Bjorn's forbidden source. As he focused his senses, he noticed something unique about it—it seemed to absorb and consume any energy that touched it. It was unlike any forbidden source he had encountered before.
Master Yuki studied it for a few moments before removing his hand from Bjorn's back, where he'd been sensing the source's energy. "I'd advise against trying to control this source for now," he said sternly. "Some sources can be harmful to their users. Until you have better control over your essence, it's best to leave the forbidden source alone." Switching gears, Master Yuki returned to their training. "Try drawing out essence from your shadow source. Will it toward your hands," he instructed. "This should be easier because the essence pill I gave you widen your source barrier, which would have taken years of training otherwise." Bjorn followed the instructions, and within seconds, his hands were enveloped in dark, wispy shadows. It didn't look particularly impressive, but Master Yuki seemed satisfied. "Don't underestimate shadows," he said, and with a wave of his hand, he vanished into thin air. A moment later, he reappeared, seated as if nothing had happened. "Shadows can be very versatile," he explained. Master Yuki demonstrated another shadow trick, splitting his shadow into four separate entities, each with distinct personalities. One was shy, another grumpy, a third waved happily, and the last one seemed normal but radiated an ominous vibe. "Shadow avatar is great for scouting and tracking," he noted. Bjorn was amazed by the display, but soon focused on his next task—drawing essence from his lightning source. This proved more challenging, as the energy was volatile and required careful control. A few minutes later, his hands were covered in crackling lightning, which lashed out at its surroundings. "Lightning is destructive and requires more finesse," Master Yuki said. "But don't worry, you're doing well." He then handed Bjorn a scroll. "This is a meditation technique to help you gain control over your essence. It'll be helpful for both your shadow and lightning sources, and eventually, for your forbidden source." Next, he gave Bjorn three additional scrolls. "These are spells. The first is Thunderbolt, which lets you fire a bolt of lightning. The second is Lightning Demon Art, which enhances your speed and reflexes. The third is my own creation, Shadow Avatar Art, which allows you to manipulate your shadow in various ways." Master Yuki further demonstrated the Shadow Avatar Art, transforming into several different people before returning to his normal form. "It's not invisibility—that's another spell, too advanced for you right now," he said. Bjorn was thrilled and spent the next two hours meditating to connect with his sources. He worked on the Shadow Avatar Art, eventually feeling a connection with his own shadow. With concentration, he could make it move, even see through it in black and white. It felt strange, but he was ecstatic to be practicing magic. The Thunderbolt spell took about two minutes to master, and he successfully shot a bolt at a nearby tree. Master Yuki nodded in approval. Bjorn tried the spell several more times, eventually managing to do it in just five seconds. When his essence was depleted, he meditated for two hours to recover. The Lightning Demon Art proved more challenging, requiring precision to avoid harming himself. By sunset, he'd managed to grasp the basics, though he was exhausted. Master Yuki complimented him, saying, "Most novices would need weeks or months to learn that art, and you did it in less than a day. You're making great progress, but remember to keep practicing." Bjorn had a hearty meal that night before drifting off to sleep. The next day, he resumed his usual training routine, practicing his sword forms and sparring with Master Yuki. As they traveled through the wilderness, Bjorn would send his shadow ahead to scout the terrain, then refine his lightning bolt spell, leaving charred trees in his wake. When he felt his magical essence draining, he used a special technique to circulate and replenish his energy. In the evenings, the sparring sessions became more intense. With his sword in his right hand and casting lightning bolts with his left, the training was challenging, but after a few weeks, he was growing more adept at it. After the sparring, Bjorn studied the Lightning Demon Arts, incorporating new techniques into his combat style. One cool evening during their journey, Bjorn's shadow spotted bandits hiding in the bushes, ready to ambush them. Master Yuki, already aware of their presence, decided to let Bjorn handle the situation, observing his student's reaction. When he noticed Bjorn's stance shift upon detecting the bandits, Yuki nodded in approval—Bjorn was learning to stay alert. Master Yuki sat down on a large rock by the roadside. "Take care of them," he said, closing his eyes to meditate. The bandits, realizing they were spotted, emerged from their hiding spots. Their leader, a hulking brute with a scarred face and a cruel grin, called out, "Hand over your coins and the cart, and we might let you walk away." Bjorn took a deep breath and unsheathed his sword. He merged with his shadow for an extra burst of strength and shot a bolt of lightning at the nearest bandit. The blast pierced the bandit's throat, dropping him instantly. The sight sent the rest of the gang into a rage, and they charged at Bjorn with furious screams. Bjorn lunged forward, feinting a thrust, then twisted his wrist to decapitate the second bandit. He fired another bolt, but the third bandit deflected it with his shield and thrust his blade toward Bjorn. He quickly sidestepped and severed the bandit's arm, then struck through his chest. "Three down, three more to go," Bjorn thought. The remaining bandits encircled him, with their leader at the center. Bjorn took a steadying breath and shot a bolt at the bandit on his left, then dashed toward the leader. As the leader raised his axe, Bjorn activated the lightning demon arts, swiftly switched targets and struck down the bandit on his right, who hadn't anticipated the sudden move. The bandit leader roared in anger, swinging his axe with brute force, pushing Bjorn back. Bjorn's instincts, honed from years of hunting, flared as he sensed danger from his blind spot. The bandit he shot with a bolt lunged at him, but stumbled just before striking. Bjorn used the opportunity to cut off the bandit's legs, then stomped on his face, ending his threat. With a burst of lightning, Bjorn rushed at the leader, hitting him with rapid lightning bolts. The leader couldn't keep up with the barrage, and Bjorn's sword found its mark, slicing through his neck. The battle was over in moments, and Bjorn stood victorious.Bjorn heaved, his chest rising and falling quickly as he tried to catch his breath. As the adrenaline from the fight subsided, he felt the weight of what he'd just done—he'd killed six men. It wasn't the first time, and it didn't bother him, and Master Yuki noticed his composure."You were careless; you could have died," Yuki's voice was calm but firm.Bjorn glanced at him, realizing that it was probably Master Yuki's interference that caused the bandit to stumble, saving him from a fatal blow. Bjorn bowed respectfully to his master. "I'm sorry. I won't make the same mistake again," he said, vowing to double down on his training and gain more experience.Master Yuki had already been cautious, avoiding dangerous situations during their journey to protect Bjorn, but he considered changing that. "Maybe it's time to introduce him to more risks," he thought."Have you killed someone before?" Yuki asked, his voice measured."Yes," Bjorn replied, his gaze distant. "The hunter I apprenticed
"Ah, there it is," Master Yuki said, gazing at a city nestled in a valley. A river sliced through its center, like a silver thread through green fabric. From a distance, the city was a haze of mist and activity, but there was something within it—perhaps an estate or a monastery. Bjorn couldn't quite tell."Master, is this the Storm Veil Order?" asked Bjorn, his voice filled with doubt. The city seemed too small to house a force capable of challenging the Church.Yuki burst into laughter, his voice booming through the quiet valley. Bjorn was taken aback; he'd never heard his master laugh like that before."No, Bjorn, this city belongs to an old friend of mine," Yuki replied, a smirk spreading across his face. "He owns the monastery at its heart. I need to discuss a few matters with him."He turned to Bjorn, his eyes serious. "When we get there, you'll call me Master Stormshadow, and you’ve been my apprentice for two years""Is that your title?" Bjorn asked, knowing it suited Yuki's sk
As they entered the training field, Bjorn saw about twenty students, all young adults. “These must be their best disciples,” he thought to himself. He'd only ever known one mage—his master—so he was curious to see how he compared to others.Adept Arthur clapped his hands to get everyone's attention. “Alright, everyone, gather round. This is Wildheart, Grandmaster Stormshadow’s disciple,” he said, gesturing toward Bjorn.The students reacted with a mix of excitement and whispers. Word had spread quickly, and the idea of training with the personal disciple of a grandmaster was causing a buzz of enthusiasm.Adept Arthur was about to continue when a young novice stepped forward, eager to challenge Bjorn. "Can I fight him?" she asked.Adept Arthur looked at Bjorn, who nodded in agreement. He was also excited to test his skills against someone new. "Take your positions. Non-lethal spells, just sword arts and movement techniques," he instructed.The young girl had blonde hair and big brown e
Bjorn, filled with excitement, couldn't wait any longer. He headed to the novices' training grounds, eager to show off his progress with the water source. But when he arrived, the grounds were deserted; it was late into the night, and everyone had gone to bed. Disappointed, he sighed and walked back to his room. "I'll just have to wait until tomorrow," he thought. However, sleep proved elusive as he tossed and turned for what felt like an hour, his mind buzzing with anticipation. He decided to head back to the training grounds, unable to contain his excitement. He began by focusing on pushing the water essence to his hands, watching as a blob of water slowly formed. A grin spread across his face. "Time to test this," he said to himself, attempting to push the water outward in a jet stream. At first, the stream was weak and barely traveled any distance, but he persisted. He kept practicing, gradually drawing more essence from his source and circulating it through his body. Th
Bjorn focused hard, shaping a blob of water into different forms as Hana, with her stern voice, called out what she wanted him to create. They'd been training alone for a month, making big progress in their strength, especially in Bjorn's control.Stormshadow had focused on teaching Bjorn survival skills but now he needed to refine his magic control. Despite no major breakthroughs, he felt much stronger than before.Hana, noticing Bjorn's struggle with control, focused on fixing it. His wide-open sources robbed him of finesse, but Hana was determined to help him improve."That's it for today," Hana said with a smile. Spending so much time alone, they'd grown close."I feel my control improving," Bjorn said with a smile.Hana is a beauty, with light skin glistening,Her blonde locks cascaded around her shoulders, framing her delicate features. Big brown eyes sparkled with determination, reflecting her inner strength. Petite yet perfectly proportioned. "I'm off to practice my spell," H
“What is happening?” Hana asked with confusion. She had seen the church inquisitors and knew they meant trouble, but Bjorns expression showed terror. “That’s the church, we have to warn my master!” he set off running to the monastery. Hana was shocked but she quickly composed herself, “follow me I know a shortcut back” she steered bjorn towards the fastest route to the monastery. They arrived at the gates of the monastery in less than the time it would have taken, sweating and panting, their condition had the guards surprised and alert. “What is..” “We have to warn grandmaster waterfox ,” bjorn quickly urged them. The guards were surprised but well trained, they quickly urged them both inside. They hurried towards the grandmasters abode but met adept Arthur on their way and when they quickly explained the situation to him, sporting the same look of fear on his face he set off towards the grandmasters lodgings. He pushed the door more brazenly than the last time he was here, “
Bjorn felt a surge of power. His wounds healed instantly, and he felt stronger and more alive.He gripped his hands, feeling the soothing energy flow through him. "This is amazing," Bjorn thought, discovering a new side of his powers.He looked at the initiates with excitement, but saw only fear in their eyes. The scene they had just witnessed terrified them. Bjorn turned to Hana and saw the same fear, though she was more composed.Bjorn himself was scared of what he'd done, but he couldn't let that show now.His face turned cold as he addressed the initiates. "We need to leave. Now. More are sure to come," he ordered, his voice brooking no argument as he looted the adept. His strength and actions were enough to get them moving. He walked up to Hana, who was standing through sheer willpower.With a flick of his hands, he produced some meat from his space ring. "Eat this. You need to recover," he said, handing it to her.Though scared, she knew Bjorn wasn't a bad guy and She was exhau
A few hours after leaving the city, the sun had already set when Stormshadow led them to a secluded clearing off the main road."Come here," he motioned to Bjorn, who walked over. Stormshadow placed a hand on Bjorn and undid his disguise spell. Bjorn's golden blonde hair turned back to its usual dark color, and his body grew lean, with well-defined muscles filling out his clothes. The rough stubble on his chin vanished.His new, handsome appearance stunned Hana, who had watched the transformation.“What kind of magic is this?” she gasped, having never seen such a thorough change.“It’s a disguise spell, nothing more,” Stormshadow replied."It’s a terrible disguise," Hana commented, staring hard at Bjorn. "He looks too handsome and like he's from the western part of the empire. It might draw more attention.""This is my real face," Bjorn blushed, flustered by being called handsome.He had stolen a kiss or two from girls in his village but was still inexperienced with women."Oh," Hana