Chapter 1: I'm Sanjid! The Man Who Will Become Wizard Lord
The morning bell rang across SPHS Academy, echoing through the grand halls of the prestigious school where the next generation of Wizard Kings, elite knights, and World Government operatives trained. Sunlight poured through the high windows, illuminating polished desks and faint magical auras lingering from early practice.
Inside Classroom 3B, Tuhin leaned back in his chair, stretching lazily, while Radiyat, serious as ever, scanned the room with sharp eyes. Tuhin groaned dramatically.
"Like… shit. Where are Sanjid, Yamin, and Rihan? They're late again? Nooo…"
Radiyat's calm voice sliced through the panic. "Where are they…? This doesn't feel right."
Tuhin threw his hands up. "Of course… again! Why does it always happen like this?"
Just then, the classroom door swung open, and Teacher Gorran entered. His sharp eyes immediately landed on the three empty desks at the back. A wicked grin spread across his face.
"Ah… Sanjid! Yamin! Rihan!" he boomed. "So this is why I feel trouble brewing. You've finally given me a reason to punish you properly!"
Tuhin groaned, "Like… damn it! Why us?"
Teacher Gorran cleared his throat and began the roll call.
"1… 2… 3… …6… Tuhin?"
"Here!" Tuhin said lazily, waving a hand, still chewing a half-eaten sandwich.
"7… 8… Radiyat?"
"Present, sir." Radiyat replied calmly, his serious expression unwavering.
"35… Sanjid?"
"Present, sir!" Sanjid's confident voice rang out as he skidded across the polished floor on a flying textbook, narrowly avoiding the teacher's desk.
"36… Rihan?"
Rihan walked in quietly, adjusting his robes, and muttered a simple, "Here…" His calm, almost indifferent tone contrasted sharply with the chaos surrounding him.
"37… Yamin?"
"Present, sir!" Yamin called, juggling tiny flames in his hands as he dashed to his seat.
The classroom whispered among itself, some students giggling at the chaotic trio: Ethan, Liam, Noah, Mason, and others exchanged smirks.
Sanjid grinned at Teacher Gorran. "Technically, sir… nothing important was broken. Mostly."
Yamin shrugged. "One wall burned… maybe. But that's fine, right?"
Rihan crossed his arms, silent as always, giving only a small nod, "Mm."
Tuhin leaned back with a wide grin. "Yeah, we're here! That's what counts!"
Radiyat shook his head, muttering, "Unbelievable…"
Later, during a short break, the five friends gathered in the corner of the classroom to discuss their ambitions.
"I want to master fire magic!" Yamin said proudly, flames flickering lightly across his fingers.
"Ice magic," Rihan said quietly, his words few, "controlled perfectly."
"I'll dominate the shadows," Radiyat said calmly, "strategy and precision above all."
Tuhin shrugged. "Strength is all I need. No magic required."
All eyes turned to Sanjid, who leaned back on his desk, expression serious for the first time that day. "I… will become the Wizard Lord," he declared. "It's the hardest, the greatest challenge. I don't want to be just strong. I want to rule this world. Nothing will stop me."
Rihan gave a small nod, silently acknowledging the words.
Radiyat smirked faintly. "If you can back it up, I'll follow. Let's see if you're worth it."
Yamin bounced on his heels. "Heck yeah! Let's go, team!"
Tuhin stretched and grinned. "Yeah… sounds fun."
Sanjid's grin widened. "Good. Together, we'll grow stronger. One day, the world will know the name… Sanjid! The Wizard Lord!"
As night fell, the academy dorms grew quiet. Far above, on jagged cliffs, a shadowy figure watched the school. Cloaked in darkness, his eyes glimmered. "The gemstone is here… One step closer. Soon… the path to the Crown of the Wizard Lord will be complete."