1 Ch 1 - magic World: Dimensional Battles

Ch 1 - magic World: Dimensional Battles

"Ah, my head!"

As soon as he woke up in the forest, Aman started moaning, the rain was falling on his body. He was curious as to how he got here, but was distracted by a severe headache and cold.

He quickly got off the dirty, cold forest floor and ran towards some tall trees to hide. As she began to remember what had happened to her, she wrapped a strong embrace around herself to try to warm herself.

It turned out that he had come from another universe and was using the imprints left by the last inhabitant of the body he was living in. After a few minutes he realized what was now happening.

"Wizards lived in this world." Euphoria overcame Aman, and he thought he was lucky to be in the body with his first name, saving him from changing his identity. The original owner of the body was only 12 years old, while Aman was 30 years old, but this did not stop him from being satisfied as he discovered that the body had some chivalrous qualities. Trained and surpassed the strength of his previous life.

Aman soon collected himself and concentrated on identifying the body. The child's previous owner, Aman Michel, was a nobleman whose family had fallen on hard times and had moved to a small village outside the kingdom when his father had recently died in a hunting accident and his The mother had died while giving birth to him.

Aman had explored his father's property and found some stones with a map showing the way to the Kingdom of Z, where according to the stories his father had given him since he was young, he could find a port and Testing could be done to determine whether or not he could become one. a wizard.

After his father's unexpected death, he sets out to travel towards the kingdom. However, halfway through he suffers misfortune after being stung by the thorns of a rare dreamer vine, which causes hallucinations. The poor child's will was weak and he died shortly afterwards, allowing Aman to enter his body.

The more Aman thought about the life of his predecessor, the more satisfied he became. He was always tired of his former existence as a lonely orphan, with no one to care or remember him. Now, in this new life, the former owner of his current body had left him with a strong body and memories of swordsmanship and knightly breathing, enough for the current Aman.

Before starting another journey in the direction of the kingdom, Aman cleaned off the mud that hung on his cloak and made sure that the amber stone and some gold coins were inside it.

Three months had passed since Aman's birth, and he was very close to realizing his dream – unveiling the only port in the entire kingdom of Leo. Based on his previous memories of BPDE, Aman had spent the last three months practicing sword fighting using a stick and whatever other equipment he could find. And during that process it was discovered that sword skills were very helpful in controlling the body. Additionally, he found that the route shown on this map was not very dangerous. Aman spent all his time practicing fencing; When he felt hungry, he would hunt and find food. Although he had the ability to breathe light, he avoided using it due to the need for food. When Aman emerged from the forest, he joined a passing caravan and headed towards the port. After demonstrating his skills, the merchants hired him as an additional guard, and he followed them to the port. Aman had gained unprecedented control over his body, being able to control his muscles at will and using his memories from Earth to create special moves that depended on muscle control according to various crazy ideas seen on the internet. Were.

Aman had good luck throughout the journey; They were attacked only by wild animals and not by robbers. Additionally, he had been training with other mercenaries and had accumulated a considerable amount of combat experience, which Aman anticipated would be very useful in this new world.

Holding the sword he had purchased, Aman bid farewell to the caravan as it entered the city. After the caravan passed the last town, it headed towards the store shown on the map. As long as he had the ability to wield magic, the local nobles took care of him until the Wizard arrived to take them to the Wizarding Academy.

Over the past month, Aman had learned a lot about magic; The existence of magicians and the process of becoming a magician were well known, but only 1% of the people in the area had the talent, and the cost of taking the test was prohibitive. This would barely cover itself with the thirty gold coins he had snatched from the mansion. Not everyone had the luxury of spending that much money on a straightforward exam that they were not confident they would pass, and 30 gold coins here was equivalent to about $3000 on Earth.

Even though it had many shortcomings, it also had many advantages. For example, if someone was found to be talented, he received a mark and was allowed to live in the city as a nobleman. Additionally, the state will supply whatever is legally required.

Due to the curse on the talented people, no noble person could avoid treating the talented people well or killing them before the magician arrived. Anyone who murders geniuses will die instantly, even if they were hired to do so. This upset the mastermind behind the killer, who would destroy their families. As a result, everyone started treating talented people with respect.

Aman didn't know the exact test requirements, but based on the novels he had read in a previous life, he assumed it had to do with the soul, and as a crossover, he definitely had it; The only issue was whether his skill would be high or not.

Aman took a deep breath and realized that he had arrived. Then, he composed himself and entered the hut situated at the corner of the street.

The first thing Aman saw when he entered the hut was an elderly man sitting in front of a crystal ball and saying something unintelligible. Aman immediately thought of the danger as it seemed as if the elderly man was a god in front of him and if the party expressed even the slightest disapproval, he would disappear from the face of the earth forever.

Aman stood politely in front of the man, steadying his breathing. The old man stood still for a while before looking up. As soon as Aman made eye contact with the man, his thoughts became void. When he regained consciousness, he saw himself outside the hut, thirty gold coins were missing, a piece of paper and a metal medallion in his hand.

Aman sighed, looking at the parchment in his hands; This included his name, age and elemental affinity, which at the highest level came to be air with a hint of darkness and then fire. As he looked towards the hut in fear his face immediately turned ugly; He had no recollection of what had happened in the hut and it was important to know that he had a very good photographic memory since the crossing.

Aman assumed that one's feelings would be tested later by the school as there was no column for it.

Aman came out of the hut and went towards the Duke of Clearwater's house. Given her propensity towards darkness, she may find shelter with other families, but the academy they support would not be an ideal place for her to learn; The only facility that would be ideal for Dark Element instruction would be under the tutelage of the Duke.

The Duke's residence was barren compared to other aristocratic homes, but Aman learned that this was because the family encouraged brutal competition. Those who came into the family would be put through a competition to determine who among them was the strongest, and the strongest would be given the right to request more resources, while those at the bottom would only receive Will receive minimal care. As he stood in front of the gate, he showed the medallion he had obtained from the hut to the guards and was allowed entry.

However, Aman did not care about this as he planned to be low-key and not compete in the first place. He understood that there was no such thing as a free lunch and that the winner would likely need to assist the Duke in performing certain tasks once he became a magician.

Aman was waiting outside in the courtyard for a servant to show him the way inside. Walking on the footpath, Aman saw that some people were in a library and others were practicing with weapons. While trying to assess the strength of the people on the training grounds, Aman discovered that most of them were preparing knights, all of whom were around his age and were already knights.

Seeing this, Aman groaned; It seemed like there were a lot of talents in the world.

One has to understand that, at the age of thirteen, being an early knight automatically makes him a little genius. However, from what Aman could see, there were already children there who looked to be under seventeen, were already knights, and had excellent sword skills.

Although surprised, Aman had not anticipated that he would be less skilled than any of them. He believed that all knights in training could be defeated, provided it was not a long struggle. He followed the attendants and found himself in what looked like a warehouse, where he was given a new sword, a book, and a map of the house. The servant made no comment, only motioned Aman to follow him and showed him the way to a small cabin in a quiet courtyard.

Aman looked at the departing servant and guessed that his indifferent behavior stemmed from the fact that he was just an early trained knight. Still, he thought it better to ignore it and went into the hut with a simple smile.

Right now, his primary goal was to learn more about the magical academy he was going to; Everything else seemed unimportant to him.

Aman put down the book and sword and slept on the bed of the hut; He was tired after such a long day.