Lunch and Discovery part 2

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*Swish*

The sound on a sword slicing air could be heard in the rather-empty barracks. The training ground were vast and wide, looking like it can easily accommodate 100 men there. Yet, as mention before, it's very empty. Weapon and dummies were littered all on the floor, showing that there were people there beforehand. Yet, now, no one be a sole figure stood in the empty grounds. 

The figure could been seen repeating swinging his rather-heavy-looking sword around with fair technique. He bent down, twisting his body and swung upwards. 

The radiant sun bathed the training ground in a light golden hue. The figure in the distance's, pause and inhaled deeply. His uncommonly dark purple hair was neatly cropped, skimming the nape of his neck, while his red eyes shimmered like fire. This was none other than Edwin.

Yet, he's no longer the same boy from before, he had undergone a transformation. His skin, a deep bronzed from endless hours under the sun; his hands, tough and rugged from the rigors of training. He stood taller now, even more strikingly handsome. It was evident that he had matured profoundly since his earlier days, no longer resembling the boy of 2 years ago.

Now, a young lad at 15 years old, he's more stronger, more handsomer than before.

At the age of 15, Edwin had grown into a young man, exuding strength and an even more captivating allure than before.

He huffed and puffed, his large, coarse hand go to to the edge of his sweat-drenched shirt and wiped his face with it, revealing his very-toned 6-pack abs. 

Yet, he still could get his mind off of something

Elishia

He hasn't see her in a year. He doesn't know what to do.

Recalling the time when he attempted her assassination filled him with unparalleled shame. Despite his youth, there was no excuse for such actions. Overwhelmed by guilt, he bestowed upon her his holy power, risking exposure. Since that fateful incident, he couldn't summon the courage to face her again, convinced he would never encounter Elishia after their return to the main residence.

Yet, she was about to arrive.

His stress intensified.

As he prepared to swing his sword once more, a young maid appeared in the corridor, exclaiming, "Young master! The Young Miss is here." He flinched, his movements ceasing entirely. It took him a few moments to process her words. Frustrated, he cast his heavy sword aside, reluctantly following the maid inside

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Nobles 

A mysterious group. A circle of high-profiled being just below royalty. Beings who possess substantial amounts of mana and talent in Magic. Different from commoners, who possess mediocre mana compared to nobles and royalty. People who makes the most contributions in society. People who developed most of the things we know today. 

However, regardless of linage or race, every being in the world has mana. Or more specially, a mana core, which contains the mana. However races-most races cannot immediately use this power- with the faes and spirits an exception. 

Mana core, the larger and sturdier, the stronger it will be. Since birth, mana would come into contact and gradually fill the body, slowly forming into a mana core. After 8 years of life, will a person go through a stage called "Awakening". This is a circuital stage as the accumulated mana in the bod will instantly form into a core, creating a hellish pain in the process. As such those who fail to endure the pain will fail and lose their core and chance to do magic, forever

Thus, the world is split into 2 categories; the Awakened , the ones who succeed in the Awakening, who occupies 80% of the world population and the Heathens , the remain 20% of the world populated that failed the Awakening. 

There are many classes one could go into once awakening their mana. But, the main ones are:

Warrior- A class that focuses on weapons and physical battle 

Mage- A class that focuses on MMR: MAGIC, MANA AND RUNES

Mana Warrior- A class that focuses on both physical battle, weapons(Swords) and Mana(Magic)

Priest(ess)- A class that focuses on healing, purification, remove curses,debuffs, etc

Assassin- A classes that focuses on stealth, speed, dexterity and Mana(Magic) 

Anyone can select whatever occupation they want, but those who don't choose anything, will find it harder to level up and get stronger. 

Furthermore, those who successfully undergo the awakening process receive additional enhancements. Their bodies develop increased strength and resilience, granting them immunity to cold-related illnesses and a deceleration in the aging process. In fact, the life expectancy for humans extends to 150 years, while for nobles, it reaches an impressive 200 years due to their superior mana lineage.

Moreover, as their strength continues to grow, so does their lifespan

For example, let's take the fine specimen that buried himself in his beloved paperwork. His fiery red hair tied in a low ponytail, his angry red eyes as angry as ever. His skin is tan-bronze, healthy and without wrinkles. He bulky, muscular frame akin to a Greek god's, yet shockingly; thee man is not young, no- He's 62! 

Yeah, unbelievable, right? Well, the Awakened stop aging at 20 years old, retaining peak statues until they reach 100. After that, their bodies will slowly deteriorate. By 150, their strength will be halfed. And by 200, they usual start showing 'signs' and die. If they managed to live beyond that point, is a mystery.....

Nevertheless, the handsome and charismatic 62-year-old gentleman grumbled, tightly gripping his hair in frustration. As one might surmise, his agitation stemmed from the young girl he was unintentionally keeping waiting.

"My lord," came a stern voice, causing him to startle and direct his hand abruptly towards the source — an elderly, resolute-looking maid.

"It's nearing 2 p.m. You can't delay any longer, My lord," she declared. He let out a sigh, genuinely dreading the impending encounter with the young lady. After a moment of contemplation, he cast one final glance at the stern-looking woman. Unfortunately, she met his gaze with her notorious "Iron Glaze." He had no choice. With a reluctant sigh, he rose from his desk, leaving behind his cherished papers, and obediently followed the maid.

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