(BOOK 1 in the Ermand Chisel series)
Since the time he had remembered, Ermand had to frequently encounter a series of sinister and blood-curdling dreams, and they weren't merely nightmares. When he receives an invitation to join Agledon Magic Univer...
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"What are you doing here, Odin?" Ermand asked, getting up from the floor.
He noticed that his friend had suddenly turned a little bit darker and scary. On the raised cube tiled with Rogiatum stone, lay Ermand's colourless crystal, an orbuculum that produced intense blue light all over the room from within, some vials with different potions inside each of them and a dark cloak.
"Ermand Chisel. I've had suspicions about you since the first time I met but I didn't think it was worth taking second thoughts to my head," he smirked.
"What? Are you making the healing potion for your mother?" Ermand continued his question. He didn't understand the eerines in Odin's behaviour.
"I have no mother, Ermand."
"You're crazy. Let's find where the others are. Our college is under destruction. Hurry," Ermand grabbed his arm.
"I am the reason behind all of those destruction. I created it, all of this, only for what you have with you," he whispered, lowering the intensity of the orbuculum that caused a decreased rate of sound produced by it.
"Odin, what has gotten into you. You should've been writing your last exam in the finals."
He didn't reply to Ermand, instead, he took the orbuculum in his hands and raised it toward Ermand. The orbuculum flashed with intense blue light that it could produce at its maximum.
"Finally. I've got what I'm looking for," he whispered to himself, placing the crystal back on the cube.
"I should've already guessed this from your colourless crystal in the first place," he said, scanning Ermand.
"You lied to me about the need for my crystal?"
"I just wanted to test if it was worth searching into something that has got connection with you and it seems my plans had been a bit delayed of the yes-or-no suspicions. For all of the destruction and wrecking, why didn't I just look at the boy near me. I underestimated you, Ermand. I understimated the innocent looking dumb Chisel near me."
"I'm not getting you," Ermand prepared himself for a counter attack.
"Ermand?"
A voice Ermand had longed to hear while all of the conversation between him and Odin had been going on, had at last called him. It was Timothy Chestnut at the doorway along with Charlie, Emile and Edwin behind him.
"Odin, what are you doing here? What's with all of this-"
"He's not Odin. There's something wrong in him. O-odi doesn't exist," Ermand warned them, getting closer to his friends.
"Finally, the rest of the team are here. You wouldn't come useful anyway," he put on the dark cloak around him.
