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It has been eight years since the incident happened and me and my brother were at an orphanage. My brother left after two months of us being there and I have been here since. I left the orphanage at the age of sixteen to join a magic guild. I am going to my favorite magic guild ever and that is Chippewa.
I have been fascinated with this guild since I was ten and watched them on the Grand Supernatural Olympics. I know I will be apart of the lower ranking side of the guild, but someday I will have my fire, teleportation, and time magic become powerful.
I have a three hour trip ahead of me with my horse Jack. I will be getting there around dinner time. I already said goodbye to all my friends at the orphanage and now I am all set to go there. I jumped on jacks back and now we are on our way to the guild hall.
When I have approached the guild hall I knocked on the door. A man with white skin and black hair and he smelt of cheap cologne and cigarettes.
"What do you want?" His voice was rough.
"I'm here to talk to your master please." I said timidly.
He let me in and took me to the master.
"What are you here for child?" He asked me.
"I want to be apart of your guild. My magic powers are fire, teleportation, and time magic. I have been training for seven years now." I stated confidently.
"Let us see you battle our top three. Then I will decide if you are enough to join. Alison! Stanley! Kir! Come here!" He said.

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