Earth. Wind. Fire. Water. Lightning. Light.
The six roots of magic that become the blood of every sorcerer.
Puddles, ponds, rivers, lakes, seas, and the sky.
Those are the forms of mana cores, the heart that ignites magic.
Magic is life, forbidden to be questioned, yet noble to be revered.
A law that knows no face... yet embraces anyone who breathes.
The world of Arkana, the land where magic becomes the highest law, stretches across four continents: Aleov, Adun, Aopix, and Arven.
On the Continent of Arven, three kingdoms. Stunsar, Lira, and Blazzar, compete for glory.
Among them, the Kingdom of Blazzar holds pride that rumbles like a stormy sky: the family of Duke Ardyn Voltare, the Lightning Falcon.
They are born with the lightning root, one of the most fearsome elements after light.
In the residence of the Duke Voltare family, the evening sky always rumbles, as if lightning refuses to be silent.
Beneath that grand roof, four children were born from the blood of lightning, three of whom shone with blue sparks since infancy.
Zinux Voltare, the eldest son, ignited a ball of lightning at the age of three.
Iliya Voltare, the second child, summoned storm winds when she was still learning to speak.
Zuban Voltare, the third, could control arcs of lightning with just his fingertips.
And Rayne Voltare, the youngest. Silent, fragile, his body often weak and sickly, his skin pale like clouds before the rain.
Even when all the Voltare children had shown sparks of innate magic, Rayne remained silent.
No mana core detected.
No magic root.
No flash of lightning.
"The child without a core," whispered the servants.
"A calamity upon Voltare's blood," mocked the elders.
The world did not yet know that the family had been visited by a new life, which perhaps would not be wrong to call a calamity.
Ardyn, the father, only gazed at him with cold eyes, while Georgiana, the mother, hid her disappointment behind a faint smile.
For a family praised for its lightning blood, a child without a core was nothing but a stain.
However... the skies of Arven always hold secrets.
[Ding! Weapon Master System has been activated.]
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"Humans are strange, fearing what they do not understand."
"And when the truth arrives, they will regret and accuse without direction."
-Rayne-