"I don't sense the presence of any beasts, and apparently it's nighttime in this realm, so... let's get some rest"
Rave states impassively,
"Finally" I undertone,
-He's finally acknowledged that even he is tired; I was seriously beginning to wonder at this guy's endurance-,
I land on the grass and he sits down next to me, all so suddenly, he begins to remove his shirt,
- I politely look away; safety precautions to avoid seeing something I'd rather not-,
"I have an undershirt on so relax" he mumbles,
I turn back to him, he has spread the shirt on the floor and sits on it.
"Aren't you going to still put that on?..." I ask, he shrugs;
"No…this place is TOO hot to bother myself with two shirts" he states, while he retrieves some rocks from his pocket.
He rubs them against each other and the friction eventually produces fire.
-I remember Screening 1 with familiarity-
He lights up some firewood I never noticed he had gathered, and then collects some fresh beast-meat from his latch.
-I watch him in interest-
He roasts the meat over the small fire.
-Rave is very preppy isn't he?-
I watch as he carefully turns the red meat over on the fire till it turns into a brown shade.
-However, the silence and sounds of crackling meat get too much for me-
"So…why do you want to become a mage?" I ask in a bid to start a conversation,
-Silence-,
I am almost outraged
-This dude has a streak of rudeness-
I sigh as I look up,
-The nighttime of this realm is very weird; something about it just seems weird and morphed, there isn't any moon or stars yet the place seems lighted up-
"Do you really want to know?"
Dave's voice jerks me out of my analysis.
I shrug ,"I did ask you didn't I?"
My response is deliberately tuned in rudeness,
He smiles.
-Why does he keep on smiling?! It's almost making me think he's an amiable human being-
"I'll tell you then…but I can promise that you'll be terrified"
He pauses uneasily,
"I want to become a mage so that I can destroy, the government, the hierachy…the entire system…I'll tear it down to shreds"
-Silence-,
I'm not terrified, I am a little shaken up by his vehemence,
but not terrified,
He is shocked at my calm disposition;
"Do you think you'll be able to do it though?" I ask simply, he glares at me
"It is my life's goal, you can decide not to believe me all you want but... I will…", he is serious
-I smile-
"I'm not saying I don't believe you, I'm asking if you believe in yourself…if you believe you can do it…",
His furious expression is replaced with a quizzical look.
"Of course I can" his tone is confident
"Well, can you do better?" I ask again mischievously.
"What do you mean by…well, yes I can!" his voice is slightly agitated,
"Well then…", I begin thoughtfully.
"Why don't you rebuild the system?..."
My question simply stuns him,
-His expression right now is hilarious-
"Doing better would mean rebuilding the system…not just ruining it…and doing better would make you have a very powerful person as an ally…" I state matter-of-factly,
He appears amused,
"And who would that very powerful person be?" he questions decisively,
I smile.
"ME…".
CAMADA'S POV END.
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THE HOODED ONE'S STORY.
MEMOIR ONE.
"What's up with that hood?...who exactly does he think he is?",
The voices do not take care to be silent about their gossiping, but the looks I receive are even worse,
I stand at a corner.
-I can't bother myself with the idiots everywhere-,
Everybody's socializing, excited that they passed their Screenings, getting to know each other more in preparation of the school activities ahead, they're all so rowdy.
I don't care;
-They are all idiots after all-
"Hey there", a voice jolts me out from my thinking.
I look downwards to see, some short guy smiling at me.
-Why is he talking to me?-
"Pretty good-looking hood you got there, but what's with it anyway?", the boy continues.
He's literally insisting on conversing with me even after I've given him an attitude-,
I sigh heavily;
"I haven't got your time kid" I spit out rudely,
The boy chuckles,
"It's okay, I've got your time…besides aren't we the same age or something, by the way, I'm a student too…the name's Fenice…" he keeps on blabbing.
I sigh ;
-I'm being forced to deal with this idiot-
END OF MEMOIR.
THE HOODED ONE'S POINT OF VIEW.
"I heard that former aw Great Mage Fenice has escaped"
Waer says simply, I turn to her, and she stares at me expectantly,
"So…? what does that have to do with me…?" I ask feigning disinterest and carefully monitoring the screen.
"Well…even we Reverreds know that you two used to be inseparable, you can't deny that…and…"
She pauses;
"You're probably the only one who can successfully capture him at this point…since you were his trusted ally after all".
I grin;
"I can't really understand these rumours Reverred, I can't understand what you're implying even more"
THE HOODED ONE'S POV END.