A 16-year-old boy with no memories about his past other than power and techniques, he is later adopted by a mage who finds the boy talented in magic arts. 3 years later on a late night, a stranger visits when his teacher is on a trip little did he k...
It was late evening in the city of Vesuvia, a city built next to the sea. The people of the city use boats to travel from one place to another due to the city's design. It is one of the biggest competitors in trading through the sea. Among the city is a particular shop famous with the locals, no it's not spice, not wheat or rice either, and no, not a clinic for a people where the medicine is super cheap, Guess again it's a shop for Magic!
This shop is run by two people, one is a master of magic disguising himself as a fortune teller, Asra.
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The second who helps around the shop and runs it in Asra's place is!!
The Strongest! One and Only!!Asura.D.Gojo!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Tonight, the evening fog is thick, Blanketing the street in an ethereal milky glow. Gojo was laying on the couch reading a book with his glasses on. He put the book down and got up from the couch stretching to get rid of any stiffness he moved towards the window giving the world before drawing the curtains shut.
Asra: I'll miss you.
Gojo glanced at his fellow white head, a fortune teller who took him in three years ago when he didn't have anywhere to go, and sensing his so-called magic power, Asra taught him magic. However, there is something he never told Asra, his techniques and the so-called magic energy or mana was actually cursed energy. He understood what cursed energy was, his techniques even the unique power of his eyes and what they were but the problem was that's all he remembers alongside his name, trying to remember anything else from his past only gave him an earthshattering headache. To reduce the pain he turned towards sweets and found out he had a sweet tooth.
Gojo: You must really like me~
Asra chuckled at his student's playful behavior but he won't deny it's always somehow refreshing even if his student would act like a man child, it was fun in a way.
Gojo: Is it a long one?
Asra nodded.
Asra: Why are you asking? Oh is it because you like me being around~
