Prologue

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15 Years Ago

In a little wooden cottage in the woods of the outskirts of V/N in the Common Realm of the Clover kingdom, there was a baby's cry heard. A pink haired women was holding the baby and cleaning him up before giving him to his mother.

 A pink haired women was holding the baby and cleaning him up before giving him to his mother

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 The new mother, M/N L/N, held her baby tightly as she looked into the baby's E/C eyes. The pink haired women, named Porlyusica, looked at M/N, "So, what are you going to call the damn brat?" M/N said, "I think that I'll name him Y/N." Porlyusica asked, "Any word from his dead beat father?" M/N said, "You know that he's not a dead beat. He's far too busy to deal with a family." Porlyusica sighed, "Fine, whatever you say. But be sure to tell your child about his father when he grows up." M/N nodded in agreement before hugging her child tightly.

10 Years Age

Y/N was nose deep in a book when M/N came into the small cottage that they lived in. M/N asked him, "Y/N, did you get in a fight with the other kids in the village?" Y/N said, "Yes, I did. They deserved it." M/N sighed, "How did they deserve it?" Y/N grumbled. M/N asked, "Y/N?!?!" Y/N continued to look at his book as he explained, "They were making fun of my magic. They kept saying that it was weird that I couldn't do much with it and that it was lame. Then they said that that was why my dad's never here." M/N gasped in shock. She understood that many of the people of the village didn't like the fact that she was raising a child alone. M/N told her son, "Listen, Y/N. It's not okay to fight with people, even if they're being cruel to you. You have to control your temper. As for your magic, well, it is strange that all you can do is make little stars. How about we go see Porlyusica to see if she can figure out what's going on with your magic?" Y/N closed his book and put it on the table, "Fine, let's go."

Porlyusica was unhappy to be disturbed when M/N and Y/N appeared unannounced at her doorstep. She chose to live in a cottage outside the village because she hated people so much. However, that never stopped her from helping M/N when she needed help. Porlyusica gave M/N a check-up and looked at her books to see if she could figure out the issue with his magic. When she was done, she turned to the two of them. She said, "I figured out why his magic isn't as powerful as it should be." M/N asked, "Well, what is it?" Porlyusica said, "Well, it appears that his magic is a special variety that is extremely rare. His magic cannot be utilized to its fullest without his grimoire. He'll have to wait until he receives it to use his magic fully." M/N and Y/N thanked her before heading home.

Present Day

Y/N was walking into the grimoire tower. V/N was one of the villages that had its own grimoire tower, so he was lucky enough not to have to walk far to reach a tower. As he looked inside, he feels someone tap his shoulder. Y/N turns to see his mother. Y/N stepped back, "Mother, why are you here? You should be in bed. You aren't well." M/N chuckled, "I'm feeling well enough to be able to see my son receive his grimoire. Now, go on. Today's about you. Focus on yourself and don't worry about me." Even though she said that, Y/N continued to worry as the master of the grimoire tower gave a speech. Once he was done, the grimoires in the tower began to fly to their respective owners. Y/N watched as the others began to receive their grimoires and look through them. He also saw many people staring at him and insulting him about how still hadn't received a grimoire. As the last of the grimoires were being distributed, a bright light came from the top of the grimoire tower. A grimoire descended and landed in Y/N's hands. It was a four leaf clover grimoire with stars and constellations embedded on the cover. The rest of the tower was in complete shock while Y/N took his grimoire and followed his mother back to their home.

Here is an image of the grimoire.

Here is an image of the grimoire

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