Chapter Two: The Stabbed Man

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It's been a long , long time since that incident. 12 years have passed between the defeat of the dark lord Hadeon Memphyss and the present days. In this interlude several things have changed. Guillermo Parapetauxaneus , the Head of the Seven Sorcerers at that time, is no longer alive now. One of his partners, Ulysses Armædéone has taken his place now. A few other members of the Seven Sorcerers that time are now dead too. 

Hadeon Memphyss did escape the prison, but his threat of returning didn't happen yet. Nobody knows where he and his companions are. Now nobody seems to care about that either. Maybe Guillermo Parapetauxaneus was right - maybe Memphyss truly never can return.

After 12 years the day where our scene shifts to was another peaceful day of Esoterico with no dark lords to spread fear. Everything was quiet and calm. It was a nice and beautiful winter day and snow was falling timidly from the sky. In this beautiful day our story goes inside a well-renowned, non-magic school of Scypherburgh. 

" Ryan ? Dude, are you sleeping?" 

" What ? " 

Ryan Caster jolted and woke up. He actually was sleeping though he wasn't supposed to. He was in the class and his friend Persie Swifthope was trying to wake him. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and shook his head twice.

 " What happened ? Did the teacher call me ? " He asked Persie . 

" Call you?  He didn't even notice you sleeping ! " Persie replied . 

" Oh, good . " 

"By the way, the bell will ring any second now. " As to prove Persie right , the bell rang - DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG .....

The pupils hurried off out of the classroom. Out in the corridor , Persie said, " Suppose what,man—the last period of the last class in this school and you fell asleep ! " 

" How could you  be so sure that this truly is our last day here? Ryan told him in reply," You can't be sure until you have passed the exam."

" C'mon dude , I've worked as hard as an engineer to pass this one. And I'm positive—" 

" You can't tell whether Sir Armædéone will count you worthy or not , " Ryan said casually . 

Persie didn't even pay heed to Ryan's word. He continued," Dude, you don't know how much I've done. I've studied until midnight while everybody was asleep and it was dark. I've studied in my room and in my sister's tower—I've gobbled up all I can about magic and everything. What in the world can stop me from succeeding? Besides, I've got that in my family too ! If my sister can pass that , why can't I ? " 

" All right - all right , I understand , " Ryan shook his head ," You've worked hard and you've got a sister to help you , but what did I get ? I couldn't work that hard and my father isn't alive to help me either . So how could you be so sure that it's my last class too?? " 

Persie put his hand on Ryan's shoulders , "Just have faith in yourself and see you and I both shall pack our bags straight to Magicademia next year. "

 This year Ryan and Persie both will attend the admission test for Magicademia, the magic academy run by the Seven Sorcerers themselves. This is the last class of the non-magic school this year and Seventh graders don't have any final exam because almost every pupil, after they finish seventh grade, attends the admission test of Magicademia. Tomorrow they are going to attend the exam and for this every seventh-grader of every school in Esoterico is excited. 

" Then," Ryan said," If you are so sure , what are you going to miss from this school ?"

"The girls, "Persie chuckled, "They're hot......."

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