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Zoemi was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling in silence as a medium-sized dark water spear was sizzling with acidic darkness mana and a dark fireball crackling with the mana-freezing coldness of the ice attribute were hovering above his raised palms
Since he was far too anxious to actually get back to sleep, the black-haired boy thought that playing around with his mysterious magic attribute – which apparently wasn't either the darkness or shadow – and test a few things out wasn't a bad idea – and it most definitely wasn't.
As it turned out, a mind and the limitations that humans put onto themselves were a fearsome thing.
When Zoemi thought he was a darkness magician, he used only the darkness attribute spells because that was supposed to be the only thing possible.
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