At Easton Magic Academy, each dorm is overseen by a prefect. The three prefects boasts some of the greatest talent in Easton. All of them have the skills necessary to become a Divine Visionary.
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'A few years ago, a tournament was held for 13-15 year olds in the middle school division. One magic user singlehandedly overpowered all the other competitors. They had only been nine at the time.'
'Their name is Margarette Macaron. The future prefect of Orca dorm.'
'Why am i using 'their' as her pronouns when i am sure she's a female though?' Amaia chuckles at her thought.
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"Well, well. If it isn't the Sword Cane... Rayne Ames and Ama-chan. Of all people... Not only will I face Mash Burnedead, but two Divine Visionaries will also entertain me?"
"Ah, you got it wrong Margarette-san. You see Ray-chan wouldn't let me enter a fight when he knows he could handle it and when i couldn't handle it." Amaia stated.
"Nicknames huh? You two seem to be close Ama-chan. Mind telling me later what kind of relationship you have with him?" They smirked.
Amaia sighs. "Why people think we're a couple? We're just- The best of friends."
"Oh Ama-chan you are way to dense... My poor darling."
Rayne catches up with the word darling as he turns more serious on the subject the two are talking about.
"Let me entertain you guests, including you Ama-chan."
Margarette snaps their fingers and summons forth their grand piano.
"But you are..." They start playing. After their performance, they sigh dramatically.
"The powerless... winter."
Quite dramatic. Rayne wonders, what the hell is going on here. Meanwhile Amaia sits at the other side of the scene and casts a shield to protect her if anything happens as she eats her chocolate (she has many chocolates on her pockets but to let them cool, she has the ice cane to use her magic to her pocket).
Back to Rayne and Margarette's fight:
"Not every powerful magic user strives to be a Divine Visionary. "Divine Visionary" is just a title, after all. Compared to myself who genuinely sought nothing but strength, and you who sought a superficial position. Which one of us is stronger?"
'Well... I am on Ray-chan's side about that one. He did not
Only became a Divine Visionary to earn money but for his Three beloved ones; Finn, Me and his rabbits' thought by Amaia.
Rayne and Margarette lift their wands, ready to fight. Rayne starts off with a Partisan. Swords are flying towards Margarette, but they counter with their Sounds.
Rayne launches another Partisan at them. Margarette though intercepts his attack with Shiver Sounds. Then they cast Howling Sounds on him.
'This is getting tense' The girl on the other side thought as she watches the two fought each other while she is munching down on her chocolates.
This spell conjures musical notes all around Rayne. Margarette warns him to not attack.
'I should help- no even if i do, Ray-chan will still won due to him having a *beep* crazy endurance which literally amazed me the most' The love cane watches with wordy written on her face, all she can just do is to watch.
"They'll explode in response to your spellcasting. Rayne Ames. Do you know why we desire stimulation?
Art, love, sports, drinking, drugs, gambling... None of these things are necessary to live a normal life. So why seek them? The answer is simple."
They smile menacingly. "Because boredom is as good as death."
"We live for those stimulations. Yet, you... You're awfully easygoing, meddling in other's business. How boring.
I can't imagine someone with values like you could ever fulfill me. Be a dear and step aside. I've got to see Mash Burnedead."
Rayne decides to speak up.
"He's a brazen kid. Brazen enough to tell me... that he will become a Divine Visionary even without magic. That he will change the perception of this world."
Suddenly, his mood shifted.
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" If he went against Margarette, not even Lord Rayne would walk away unscathed."
Wahlberg chuckles. "Rayne may act aloof, but he always takes care of others."
"By the way, Nerey... What do you know about marks?"
"Well, the number of marks increases in accordance with your absolute magic power?"
"Correct. Easton Magic Academy has had many double-liners cross our step, of course. But there have only been an extremely small number of triple-liners. If two lines means magic itself recognizes their talent, then those with three lines must be chosen by the gods."
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Margarette cries tears of joy. "The summer... of bliss."
"HE'S DOING IT???!! FOR REAL????"The girl squeals in excitement as she munches on the chocolate she's eating faster than before.
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"And the youngest to ever acquire three lines is... the one named Rayne Ames."
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A third line appears next to the line under his right eye.
"Change the perception of this world... I'll make sure those siblings go as far as they can go."
"OH MY GOD" the girl thought 'GOD WHY IS HE SO HOT WHEN HE'S THIS SERIOUS???!! CALM DOWN AMAIA CALM DOWN'.
Margarette comments on Rayne's third line.
"A triple-liner. A talent gifted by the gods. To find someone my age who's achieved that level. Just how blessed am I?
Howling Sounds will create a chain explosion in reaction to chanting. He may be a triple-liner, but he has to chant to use magic."
Rayne asked them, if Orter put them up to this.
"It's not like you take an interest in school affairs, but you're here. This pretty much has to be Orter Madl's doing."
"Dear me. I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Your target Mash Burnedead can't use magic. In this world, lack of magic is basically having no human rights. An ordinary human would feel despair, no doubt.
Jealous of those who can use magic, regretting being ever born, hating society... All of those would be reasonable reactions. But Mash Burnedead is different.
He... fights against his own destiny. Not that an underhanded rat like you would ever understand."
"That was my speech!!! No wayyyyyyyy but i couldn't be heard from here knowing that they are focused on each other" Amaia fake cried.
"Oh my. What a darling little speech. But... I couldn't care less."
One of Margarette's underlings thinks to himself:
"They remain confident despite facing down a triple-liner Divine Visionary. They're not being cocky, though. They distributed their coins to the dorm, saying they weren't interested in Divine Visionaries. But they took a total of ten gold coins from upperclassmen, more than anyone last year.
Besides, Howling Sounds will end the moment he chants a counterspell. This shows Margarette Macaron's overwhelming talent."
Margarette closes their eyes and imagines themself on a stage after a successful piano performance, cheered by the audience.
"I hear it... The unending applause..."
They lift their wand and their underlings prepare themselves to play on a cello and a trumpet.
"Sounds Orchestra." They attack Rayne with waves of music notation.
"Now you're forced to cast a spell. Checkmate."
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Nerey asked Wahlberg, what exactly distinguishes a triple-liner from a double-liner.
"Three lines signify one chosen by the gods. They can unleash more power than a double-liner, of course. But that is hardly all they can do. They can awaken a wand's dormant true form."
"True form?"
"Yes, that's correct. The reason why lies behind magic being a gift from the gods."
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'He's *beep* serious about this.. I had to cast a spell so that the other animals and Mash's house wouldn't be harmed from this much of a magical power.' That being said, Amaia Casts a barrier to keep their surroundings safe from the magical power that Rayne is releasing.
Rayne's wand changes its form, creating a shockwave that drowned out Howling Sounds without being activated.
"Summon Ares."
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"In other words, their power calls upon a god's strength from within a wand."
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Margarette is in complete awe.
"His wand is changing form?! So this is what was given to Divine Visionary Rayne Ames, the title of a god's wand... "Sword Cane"."
Rayne's wand transforms into a black trident.
"Checkmate. Black Partisan."
He unleashes a massive amount of Black Magic in the shape of a sword and sends it flying towards Margarette. They use "Sounds Shield" to create a beamed note to protect themself.
The attack is powerful enough to cut through the ground with ease, leaving behind a massive rift. However, it seems that Margarette was able to escape.
Since this fight is over, Amaia approaches Rayne as Mash reveals himself.
"That was one of a hell, knew you could do it though."
"U-Uhm, i guess i should say thanks."
"For what? I was just playing with some rabbits in the forest."
"So you are a fan of rabbits."
Amaia laughs like a maniac dropping on the ground just by hearing the sentence.
Rayne told the girl to get up while he tells Mash that the selection exam is soon.
"I'm terrible at encouraging people. But I'll say one thing. You're embarking on a challenge the likes of which this world has never seen. Nothing good will ever come from your failure."
"What??? No fair he got an encouragement from Ray-chan" Amaia pouts while Rayne ignores her.
He turns around. "So win. And give your challenge meaning."
"'Kay."
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Written by: meowz:) i pity Amaia.