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Hi, this story was made by me and a couple of friends, and is still in progress! Hope anyone who reads enjoys our little story. :)
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His parents passed shortly after he was born, but he still keeps a photograph of them in his pocket. Although his aunt raised him, he does not speak to her much. He is content avoiding her because she is quite impolite. One day, his aunt tells him she is traveling to another town to meet a friend; she will stay overnight, leaving him alone. Happy to be alone for the night, he goes outside and practices his magic. He works on manipulating the 4 elements (earth, air, fire, water). Suddenly, he hears a ringing voice in his ear, leading him towards his aunt's bedroom. He has never entered this room, which she always keeps locked. Hesitantly, he twists the doorknob and is surprised when it opens. He peeks inside the dimly lit room. Nothing appears out of the ordinary, so he opens the door all the way and enters. Under the bed is a white glowing light, pulling him towards it. He covers his ears as the whispering gets louder. Once he has ducked under the bed, he sees a long white box and pulls it aside. The box is labeled 'I.A'. He opens the box and it reveals a white staff with a blue orb on top. He grabs the staff, and suddenly all his energy is depleted. He passes out and wakes up in the same room, the staff still in hand. As soon as he looks into the blue orb, memories pop into his head but they are not his own. After the flash before his eyes, he quickly lets go of the staff. A million questions start to fill his head, but only one lingers. Who's memories were those?