I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy

02. Blink (1)

Memories surged into my mind like waves.

"Mom, I'm definitely going to become a magician when I grow up!"

I immediately recognized it. This was a memory of Baek Yu-seol. In other words, the character named Baek Yu-seol in Aether World who has the same name as me in reality.

"Yes. You can do it."

In Aether World, where everything is determined by magic, those who are not magicians had no choice but to live as the lowest of the low. Baek Yu-seol's family was exactly like that.

Born to parents who could not learn magic, Baek Yu-seol grew up dreaming of becoming a magician amidst dire poverty.

His parents saved every bit of money they could, scrimping and saving, to buy Baek Yu-seol an expensive used magic book. He devoted himself to studying, to the point of bleeding from his eyes.

However, a fatal flaw was discovered in him:

"Doctor... Did you say my son has a Mana Leakage Disorder...?"

Unable to accumulate mana in the body... a cursed condition for a magician, Mana Leakage Disorder.

To have such an extremely rare condition that appears once in a hundred years, of all people, befall me.

I wanted to curse the world, but I did not give up on my dream of becoming a magician.

Even with Mana Leakage Disorder, I could still use one magic to my heart's content, and that was the 'Blink' spell.

From that day, I began to master Blink...

"Gasp!"

As I filled my lungs with air and propped myself up, my mind cleared.

"Ugh, ugh...!"

A throbbing headache. The pain came from the process of pushing aside the memories that had surged into my mind.

'Crazy...'

My name in reality is Baek Yu-seol.

And the name of the character I was raising in Aether World is also Baek Yu-seol.

But I can clearly distinguish between them. The real me and the in-game Baek Yu-seol are different people.

...Or are they? Are they both me?

'What's going on...?'

When I opened my eyes and looked around, I found myself lying in what appeared to be a dilapidated hut on the verge of collapse.

Squeak!! The old boards swayed in the cold winter wind and, with a crack! sound, were ripped away.

As I huddled from the bone-chilling cold, I happened to spot a partially shattered mirror lying in the corner.

My next actions were almost instinctual. I picked up a piece of the mirror and examined my face, unable to believe my eyes.

'...I look younger?'

I'm 29 years old. I've been told I look relatively young for my age, but I definitely didn't have a face that looked like a teenager. Yet, the reflection in the mirror made me look as if time had reversed to my middle or high school years.

It was hard to grasp the situation properly. At that moment, a message appeared in the air.

[Episode 1]