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Kapitel 1: Magus Academy

We humans had always been asking this question: In the whole vastness of the universe, were we ever truly alone? Our galaxy alone had hundreds of billions of stars, but were we truly the only life form alive in the unimaginable largeness of space? Could the other stars have birthed a different civilization aside from ours?

85 BC Earth's Time

Something magical had happened to a 15-year-old boy named Emery.

A sharp ringing sound filled Emery's head as he opened his eyes. The moment the ringing disappeared he then noticed the blue sky and the colossal castle in front of him.

He was at a loss. This castle was bigger at least ten times than the royal castle in the kingdom he belonged to. Not only its size, its spiral shape connected to arcs and other buildings with stones painted white, which seemed to radiate some light, were things he had never seen before even from the books he had read in his father's library.

However, that wasn't only the strange thing. He swept his gaze from left to right and there were an uncountable number of young people that seemed to be the same age as him walking in rows toward a strange large tower.

Emery didn't move, rather he was unable to move. The last thing he could remember was fire, destruction and death. He muttered to himself, "Am I dead? Father, where are you?"

He was contemplating when a booming voice called out to him.

"You! Move! Follow the line! Don't stop!"

Emery slightly jumped, and when he turned around, the man wearing armor with intricate patterns of black and gold was pointing at him. The helmet also had a winged design, that covered the whole face except for the eyes, nose, and mouth, making a T shape. It looked so luxurious that even the armor kings used to wear in special ceremonies couldn't compare.

"I said, move!"

Emery jumped again and started to walk, following the person in front of him.

"What is happening?" Emery said to himself.

And since Emery had a habit of speaking to himself, another young fellow on the line next to him called him.

"Heus te!"

Emery twisted his neck toward the direction of the voice and saw another young boy. He pointed to himself with a confused look. Emery asked, "Were you calling for me?"

"Ita vero, te!" The young boy cleared his throat and changed his words, "Are you Briton?"

Emery had recognized the words the young man used. It was latin. He had studied a bit of Latin, but it wasn't enough to make conversation with. Fortunately, the other boy spoke Emery's language with a strange accent.

"You're the first to understand what I'm saying. D'ye know what happened or where're we?" asked the boy, with short brown hair.

"I... I don't know," said Emery, shaking his head.

Emery was just as clueless as anyone. All he knew was they were being ordered to walk toward that purple tower. He looked to see if almost everyone around him had the same view; they were indeed either fearful or confused.

It didn't take long before they arrived in front of the gigantic tower that seemed to stretch toward the sky, looking from its feet. There were like thousands of people wearing the luxurious armor he had seen before and the widest staircase he had ever seen going into the tower.

At the center of the stairs, there were several men and women wearing gray robes. The man who had a long beard appeared to be the oldest stepped forward.

Emery felt like he was looking at a giant, despite the old man being the same size as his father. And the old man stomped his staff, and a voice sounded in his mind.

"Welcome to the Magus Academy," the old man said, not moving his lips.

Tens of thousands of people reacted with surprise as they stared at the old man.

The man then continued, "You are the chosen few from the thousands of human worlds. Whether you take hold or not of this opportunity, it is up to you. You are at Magus Academy, the peak of humanities ingenuity. Magic, science, and might are all available to those who seek it."

The purple tower behind the old man, slightly lit after he had said those words.

"We are giving all of you seven days to study whichever you desire, and after that, you will return to your respective worlds. If you are worthy and able to meet our criteria, Magus Academy will again be open to you once more. If you're unfortunate, then you will forget everything that happened in this place. Use your time wisely. I hope all of you are successful."

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his staff, and everyone felt a burning sensation in their left palms as if they had been stamped by hot iron. In Emery's palm, a circle with a line extending from the bottom to top formed and the ringing sound filled his head again.

Not longer after, the burning stopped, as did the ringing. Emery's ear piqued up as he heard the words around him.

"Magus Academy? We're at a place of learning?" said a random guy. "Am I dreaming?"

Emery realized he could understand the various languages around him. He was about to ask the boy who asked him before when a female voice entered his head.

"Everyone, gather according to your class and world. Focus your mind on the symbol in your hand."

It was a strange request but it wouldn't hurt trying it, would it? As soon as Emery did so, the symbol on his hand lit and showed various words.

[Emery]

[Male, 15 years old]

[Planet 1002 - Earth]

[Magus Academy Class 77]

Everything was truly like a dream. If this was the afterlife, then wouldn't his father be here with him? But no, he wasn't here. The only rational explanation was that this was a dream.

"Hey, you're class 77 and planet 1002 too? It looks like we're from the same world. My name is Julian, what's your name?" said Julian, the boy who spoke with him before.

"I am Emery"

This brown haired man named Julian had an air of nobility from the way he carried himself and white clothes. He suddenly shouted, "Who else is here from Planet 1002 Earth?"

Emery could somehow feel that this man was reliable. He had never seen Julian lose composure, even once, despite being in the same position as him. Emery approved what this boy was doing as well, It was quite smart to have the same people who came from their own planet, so that they could ask each other questions about what they remembered before appearing here.

Three young people came over to where Emery and Julian were; they weren't far away.

The first person to arrive was a beautiful black haired girl with brown skin. The second was another brown haired boy who had an air of wildness. Lastly, a boy with slanted eyes who had his long black hair tied to a bun arrived.

They all looked the same age, but it was clear as day that they came from different parts of the world.

"Would the beautiful woman introduce herself first?" said Julian, making a bowing gesture.

"I am Klea. Alexandria, Misr."

"Oh, that's close to ours," replied Julian, smiling. He then pointed at the boy with slanted eyes and asked, "You, my friend. I know you're our friend from the east. China?"

The boy shook his head and said, "Dongbuyeo. Chumo is my name."

"Wow, that's the easternmost area of ​​China. It's so far away!"

Emery recognized those names from the parchments he had read in the royal library. For Julian to be well-versed in all this, Julian must be a high noble from where he came from.

The last boy, although still the same age as them, had a muscular build. He stepped forward close to Julian and said, "I'm Thrax, a Thracian. Julian, you're a Roman, aren't you?"

"That is right. I'm from Rome," replied Julian, standing his ground.

Thrax came a little closer and said, "Roman pig."

"Barbarian," said Julian.

The joyful atmosphere became tense as Thrax and Julian glared at each other's eyes.

Emery stood at the back, observing everyone. He couldn't help as well but get a strange feeling that despite their differences, they would all have a long destiny together.

Little did these kids know, they would soon shape the history of their world. And they would become the Earth's greatest magus.


AUTORENGEDANKEN
Avan Avan

Hi dear reader, hope you enjoy the first chapter. I wonder if you can recognize these name characters. Hint: they all famous figures living in the same century. Please support by adding the novel in your library. Thank you very much.

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Kapitel 2: Emery

85 BC, The First Century in Britain,

Two Days Earlier

Tak! Tak!

Emery's focus was at its peak as he intricately attached the last carved wooden figure on top of the box he had made. He had been spending months studying and working with their family's scholar to give it to someone very special for him.

The box clicked and Emery's eyes widened. Whether it have clicked or not, he didn't know. He lifted the small box and looked around. Nothing, though, seemed to have fallen. He then slightly tilted the box with his other hand, ready to catch the wooden figure in case it dropped but it didn't fall. Slowly, he pulled down the lip of the box and the figurine descended into the box until it was closed; He opened it again and the figure ascended from the inside.

"Phew, it worked!" said Emery, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He blew the lit candle beside him, which had dropped a lot of wax on the table. He didn't realize it was so late in the night when he had finished carving the small figurine. As he thought of the person receiving this gift, he fell asleep with a big grin on his face.

Emery only had a few hours of sleep but still woke up just the right time next morning. He stood up, stretched. His body and mind were still urging him to sleep more, but when he saw the small box he had made last night on top of the table, he smiled because today was a special day. Her coming of age ceremony.

On the hallway, he stumbled onto his father, Geoffrey, the Head of the Ambrose Nobility.

"Are you well, my boy? You look like you're still sleepy," Geoffrey asked.

"I... Uhh, yes," said Emery, scratching his head.

"I know you're excited about the princess' coming of age ceremony, but I need you to think about your body. You also need to practice later, and we'll have to leave by noon," said Geoffrey as he tried to rub Emery's head.

Emery shook off his father's calloused hands and pouted, "I'm not a kid anymore, father. Don't worry, I'll practice."

"Haha, whatever you say, you'll still be my little boy," said Geoffrey, grabbing Emery.

Emery struggled but didn't have the strength to break free from his father's hug; he had no other choice then but to glare at his father's wrinkled face.

"Off you go now, my child," said Geoffrey when he let go of Emery.

Every morning, Emery spent a few hours practicing the sword with one of the family knights, even though he had inherited the weak constitution of his late mother. Nevertheless, that didn't stop Emery from wanting to train. He wanted to be a knight and make his father proud.

Emery slashed into the empty air with his thin arms. After a few strikes, however, he was already catching his breath and fell to the ground, exhausted. He really couldn't fight against what destiny had given him, years, he had been doing this, but there was little to no improvement.

"Young master."

A familiar voice called him, and Emery shifted his head. The voice belonged to his family's scholar, his teacher since he was a child.

"It's time for your lesson," said the scholar.

"Okay."

The student and teacher made their way to the estate's library. The room was filled with scrolls, parchments, and even some herbs for the cauldron nearby. Here, Emery continued his studies by browsing the scrolls with the scholar explaining them. He actually found studying these scrolls much easier than swordfighting.

He had been studying scrolls about crafting and architectural construction, which he found to be interesting lately. But the scroll on herbs and potion-making from his late mother was his favorite topic of all.

During his childhood, other than practicing and studying, he loved spending time in the woods. He often liked to find the plants and herbs his mother had written about and experiment with them afterward. Emery also found the forest to be his safe space. Maybe it was because of how his father had told the stories of his late mother and how similar they were that he found the woods relaxing.

He also never had been afraid of wild beasts, he felt the creatures of the forest were more like friends, unlike those other noble kids who loved bullying him for some reason. His father, however, had once seen him petting a wolf and chased it away. What transpired after were days of scolding about how dangerous the woods were from his father. Still, Emery snuck to the woods from time to time to make himself relaxed and enjoy nature.

When noon had arrived, Emery rose up with excitement in his heart, He took a quick lunch and, after washing himself, wore the best attire he had. It was a leather jerkin made from a cow's hide with a white linen garment on the inside. He didn't want to wear it because it smelled a little, but what choice did he have? It was the nicest looking clothes he had, all the other garments he had were tattered. He didn't have anything like those other higher-ranking nobles with their fancy, good-smelling clothes.

Although the Ambrose family was the lowest ranking noble, ranking 5th among their peers,. Emery never complained since he had a good family, a good home, and food on the table.

With fast steps, he grabbed the wooden box, put it in a pouch before going outside to the stables. The stable boy had already prepared the brown horses, which he and his father would ride together.

"This is it. All is prepared," said Emery, double-checking his pouch.

Emery couldn't wait to arrive at the estate of the Lioness family, the highest-ranking noble in the kingdom, and see Princess Gwen once more.


AUTORENGEDANKEN
Avan Avan

This is an underrated story that has been in the top 20 rankings for over 3 years, meaning that although it has over 2000 chapters, the quality of the story has continuously improved. I hope you will give it a chance, at least for the first 100 chapters. Enjoy

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