A few years later.
City of Rogalia. Acarnis.
The Rogalia School cafeteria bustled with activity as students chatted and laughed over their lunch.
Among the crowded tables, two figures stood out: Aron and Theo. They sat across from each other, engrossed in a conversation that drew envious glances from their peers.
Aron, who looked to be in his late teens, had grown into a confident and composed young man. His mature demeanor and sharp features commanded respect.
Opposite him, Theo, a few years younger, displayed a more boyish charm. Despite his youth, there was a fire in his eyes, a determination that matched Aron's own.
As they talked, other students couldn't help but murmur about them.
"Can you believe Aron? He was so behind a few years ago, and now he's almost in the Wisp Blooming realm," one student whispered.
Fate is just what you call it when you don’t know the name of the person screwing you over.