Three months passed, and Zariel finally solved his problem. His resolution was to create an aura circle with mana contained within it. The issue was that he couldn't create a mana circle, but this was acceptable because each aura circle he created held an impressive amount of mana. This unique method was something only Zariel could accomplish.
During the day, Zariel trained his physical strength, and at night, he focused on creating a perfect first aura circle. However, the process was grueling. Each attempt brought waves of pain, but Zariel endured it all. After an hour of intense practice, he succeeded. Exhausted, he murmured to himself, "It hurt more than I expected. Now that the aura circle is finished, let's fill it with mana."
His solution to his problem was to use the aura circle as a container for storing mana. This ingenious method allowed him to circumvent the limitations he faced.
When Zariel began storing mana into the aura circle, he used a unique method from his past life as Zariel Ravenshadow-a technique only the chosen one in the Ravenshadow family could use. This method involved collecting a rare type of mana known as shadow mana. Unlike dark mana, which is an evil energy obtained through experiments, shadow mana is the pure essence of shadows. Zariel could absorb all shadows around the world and convert them into shadow mana, which was one of the reasons why even the gods feared him.
After five hours of absorbing shadow mana, Zariel decided to stop. "I can't be greedy right now," he told himself. "If I continue, the aura circle won't be able to handle it, and the shadow mana will become poisonous, potentially killing me. I'll continue training tomorrow and complete the first aura circle, then create another one. So tired... I'll try out my creation this weekend. For now, I need sleep."
As Zariel drifted off to sleep, his mind was filled with plans for the coming days. He knew that perfecting his method and mastering his unique powers would be a long journey, but he was determined to succeed.
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Morning came quickly. Zariel awoke feeling somewhat refreshed, though the aches from the previous night's training still lingered. He got dressed and headed to the training grounds, his resolve stronger than ever.
The academy was bustling with activity. Students were busy with their routines, and the instructors were overseeing various training sessions. Zariel found a secluded spot in the forest where he could train in peace. He began his physical training, pushing his body to its limits. His muscles burned with exertion, but he welcomed the pain, knowing it was a sign of progress.
After a few hours, he took a break and sat down, catching his breath. His thoughts drifted to his siblings, Caden and Cyra, and their plot against him. He knew he had to stay vigilant, not just in his training but also in watching his back.
As the sun set, Zariel returned to his dorm to continue his work on the aura circle. The process was as painful as before, but he persisted. Slowly, he could feel his control over the aura circle improving, and the amount of mana he could store increased.
One night, while practicing, Instructor Althea paid him a visit. She observed his progress with keen interest. "Velgrim," she said, "your dedication is commendable. But remember, balancing both mana and aura is not just about strength. It's also about control and harmony."
Zariel nodded, taking her words to heart. He knew that the path he had chosen was difficult, but he was committed to mastering it. Over the next few weeks, he continued to refine his technique, each day bringing him closer to his goal.
Finally, the weekend arrived. Zariel decided it was time to test his creation. He headed to the training grounds, where he set up a series of targets and obstacles. Taking a deep breath, he activated his aura circle, feeling the surge of power as shadow mana flowed through him.
He moved through the training area with precision and speed, his attacks more powerful and controlled than ever before. The targets shattered under the force of his blows, and the obstacles crumbled as he unleashed his new abilities.
As he finished the session, Zariel stood amidst the wreckage, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. He had taken the first step towards mastering his powers. Though the road ahead was still long and filled with challenges, he knew he was on the right path.
Returning to his dorm that night, Zariel felt a renewed sense of purpose. He was no longer just a student at the academy. He was Zariel Ravenshadow, reborn with the potential to surpass his former self and challenge the very gods. With his unique blend of mana and aura, he was determined to forge a new destiny and uncover the true colors of the divine powers that once sealed him away.
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Twilights of the Gods
Fantasy"Centuries ago, the battle mage who dared to challenge the gods was sealed away in eternal darkness, his name erased from history. But prophecies whispered of his return, and now, after ages of imprisonment, he has been reborn in a world dominated b...
