"Because you, Aurelius—my son—you are a Blessed One."
My facial expression didn't really change, after all, I already knew part of this information.
Blessed One?
How fitting.
That means only the Blessed can ever achieve a 100% connection to magic.
My mother also mentioned that there were Blessed ones in ancient times.
Probably the Goddess and the five Archangels had already blessed humans in antiquity, but they couldn't fulfill their mission.
What gives them the self-confidence to try again?
Me?
Because I am fate-less?
I shook off my thoughts.
"Me? A Blessed One?" I said, feigning surprise.
"Blessed are wizards and witches who have been recognized by Mother Magic herself. You will accomplish great things, Aurelius..."
Recognized by Mother Magic herself?
Pfff, more like enslaved.
Mother, you know nothing...
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I was in my room, ready to analyze the changes that come with the 2nd Maturation.
At the second Maturation, the magical power of the wizard increases. In terms of pure magical quantity, I should feel a noticeable enlargement.
I closed my eyes, focused on my magical core in my chest.
Thanks to my inner gift: The Eyes of Mysteries I could see the magical core in my chest.
A small golden sphere floated inside my chest.
The golden sphere pulsed every few seconds, like a beating heart.
The magical core was not a biological organ, like the stomach or the brain.
It is rather bound to the soul.
In the metaphysical realm...
That means that the Eyes of Mysteries can see the metaphysical realm.
Maybe later I can even see souls...
Let's see how the metaphysical realm of my body changes when I cast magic...
My golden, pulsating eyes focused on the usual test subject: the navy blue pillow.
I raised my right hand, focused on my magical core, and let the flow of magic stream into my hand.
Golden threads flowed out of my magical core.
The golden threads ran up my right shoulder, down along my arm.
When they reached my hand, the threads spread into five paths, one in each of my five fingers.
They sprouted like plants from my hand toward the pillow.
Interestingly, the intensity of the golden threads weakened the further they extended outside of my body.
When they reached the pillow, the golden threads wrapped around it and lifted it up.
The magical output intensified barely noticeably.
With my new eyes, however, this was impossible to miss.
This process lasted only a few seconds...
I controlled the pillow, but my attention was much more directed toward the magic around me.
When I did not move my arm to move the pillow, the output was much higher.
I had to control the golden threads with my mind to move the pillow, which increased the output of magical power.
When I moved my hand, the location of the pillow changed automatically, because the golden threads running from my hand to the pillow ensured that it moved.
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In summary, the golden threads are responsible for telekinesis. However, bending the golden threads outside of the body requires magical power. The use of magical power can be reduced by moving the arm. Distance also plays a major role. The further I pull the golden threads out of my body, the lower my authority or magical control over the object becomes. My current limit is 20 meters.
I closed my notebook.
Writing down my thoughts in a notebook had always been something calming...
Even in this world.
I stood up from my chair, pushed it toward the table with a flick of magic, and brushed a strand of my golden-blond hair from my eyes.
My mother's conversation didn't leave my thoughts:
"Those wizards and witches are called the Blessed."
"Their innate connection to Mother Magic is complete."
"That means a 100% connection to Mother Magic."
From a certain magical connection to magic, certain abilities are unlocked.
At 30% magical reinforcement, 70% mental arts, 80% wizard's pressure, 90% domain, 95% the magical form, and logically there should also be something at 100%...
Only the Blessed unlock this ability...
What exactly is this ability?
My lack of information is really frustrating...
Why didn't she explain it to me?
Another question is whether I gained new abilities through my blessing.
Being the Blessed of Mother Magic should give me something new.
Well, or the 100% connection to magic is the blessing...
But that can't be it, can it?
My daily life went on as usual.
I went to class on weekdays.
Got my feet stepped on in dance lessons...
History and language lessons with my grandparents.
Dinner with my mother.
Practicing wandless magic in the garden.
Honestly, everything became monotonous...
The days blurred together.
Until one evening I began to further analyze the metaphysical realm within my body.
Especially the golden threads, which had turned out to be: magicis nexum. Translated, it means "magical connection".
The so-called golden threads are the channel that connects the magical core with the wand.
The threads conduct the magic outward.
Then the question came to me: Could threads be created that absorb magical power outside the body?
Magic floats all around me. It manifests as golden particles in the air.
In theory, I could use this untapped potential...
I mean, why shouldn't it work the other way around?
Why shouldn't the magicis nexum be able to absorb magic from the environment?
That would solve the curse of natural Occlumency!
I could balance the aspect of emotions with magical power.
And with theoretically infinite magical reserves, I could unleash my full potential...
Now I just have to try it...
I slowly breathed in and out to calm my nerves.
I directed the remaining magical power I still had into my eyes, causing them to pulse golden.
My attention was focused on my magical core, which I had deliberately drained.
A translucent golden sphere was visible in the center of my chest.
Golden magical particles danced around my magical core.
Nervously, I let a golden thread form.
I guided it up into my left shoulder, to my left hand.
Tensely, I maneuvered the golden thread into my hand and let it flow into my index finger.
The golden thread peeked out of my index finger.
I increased the magical power at the end of the thread, causing the tip of my index finger to warm.
You're probably wondering why I'm doing this, aren't you?
Well, in the past few days I experimented with my Inner Gift.
And I found out that a high accumulation of magic attracts magical particles.
The high accumulation of magic is like a magnet for the remaining magical particles. But only magical particles whose "mass" is smaller than that of the accumulation of magic are attracted.
It is, so to speak, the "Newtonian law of gravitation".
Only, ...with magic.
So if I increase the intensity of magic at my fingertip, it should act like a magnet on the other magical particles in the air.
I should then be able to gradually direct the accumulation of magic from my hand back into my magical core.
Voilà, theoretically I have an infinite supply of magical power.
Well, that's the theory.
Whether it works that way in practice, I will see now.
Almost the last remnants of my magical reserves flowed into my index finger.
I began to sweat, and my index finger began to burn slightly hot.
But in my room something changed.
Around me, the magical particles began to move...
Slowly but steadily they moved toward me.
The closer they were to me, the faster.
The first magical particle stuck to my finger.
Then 2.
4.
8.
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There were more and more until I lost track.
The magical particles in the whole room, whether 20 or 30 meters away from me, came to me.
A smile spread across my face.
Wait, wait...
A sudden panicked thought spread in my mind.
I cannot absorb such a large amount of magical power...
My magical core will literally explode if I absorb that much.
The more magical particles I gather, the larger the accumulation of magical energy becomes, as the "mass" grows bigger and bigger.
I will literally become a... a magical black hole that keeps growing!
Shit.
Panicked, I moved the magical accumulation back into the golden thread.
The huge golden ball that had formed in the meantime suddenly disappeared from visible sight into my body.
Maybe I hadn't considered something...
A large accumulation of magic also brings a lot of heat with it.
That's why I was surprised at how hot the accumulation of magic was.
My hand suddenly heated up.
No, it would be more accurate to say that my hand was on fire!
On fire!
A scream tore from my throat.
"Aaaaarrgh!"
My concentration wavered, and with it my magical control.
Quickly, I maximized my Occlumency and banished the pain.
My pain-contorted face smoothed and changed into an indifferent one.
Only pure rational thoughts filled my mind.
My left arm was on fire; this was now irrelevant.
I regained control over my magic and directed the magical accumulation toward my magical core.
Such an accumulation of magic is normally difficult to move, but since it was inside my body, my magical control was considerably better.
Indifferent to the pain, I guided the magical accumulation along the magical thread into my magical core.
Just before it touched my magical core, the pain multiplied, and my magical control worsened.
Was it a mistake? I wondered.
Did I break the natural order?
If I stop now, everything will have been for nothing.
No.
No, I need... need the power.
My concentration peaked, and with my remaining magical power, I pushed the accumulation of magical energy into my magical core.
The pain suddenly decreased and only pulsed in the background.
The pain was, however, secondary...
What was truly important—no, groundbreaking—was my magical core.
In the center of my chest was a golden sphere.
But the golden sphere was not empty.
No, no, no.
It was full.
Full.
A hysterical laugh escaped my mouth and filled the room.
"I have it, I have it."
Arlo Flord, now under the name Aurelius Shafiq, was happy.
For the first time in both his lives, he felt happiness.
Pure ecstasy.
Maybe... just maybe, I will manage to find love in this life after all.
[A/N:
Hey, I hope you have a great day.
As promised, the chapter is longer than the previous one.
If I didn't explain the "magical theory" clearly, please let me know.
Have a good day!
:)
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