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It's a normal morning in a village south of the capital of Year 644.
In a small house.
A lean young man with blonde hair and green eyes wakes up from his sleep.
He immediately sigh and tries to go back to sleep. But then his mother goes to his room.
She sits next to his bed and shakes him
"Hey, hey hey, Wilhelm are you planning on sleeping all day? I mean I usually don't mind but this is your big day isn't it? The sorcerer academy's entrance exam is happening today remember?"
The young man, Wilhelm. Grumble.
"Why does it matter? A Peasant like me won't make it far as a sorcerer. And I have a low amount of magic, even for a peasant"
His mother slaps his cheek. Which made him sits up and rubs his cheek in pain
"Ow! what the hell Jane"
His mother says.
"Why does it matter? I have paid the fee, you think it's cheap! And also, who told you to call your mother by her first name"
She then lights her cigarette.
"Besides, I've seen what your body is capable of. So please try. Try for me"
Wilhelm finally got up and walks out of the room, when he reached the door he looks back at his mother.
"Fine, but I'm only doing this for you. I'll... Try my best"
His mother smiled and stands up.
"Breakfast is on the table, eat well first"
"You know I hate eating in the morning, I'll manage without it"
He said walking out of the house.
He walks on the dirt path of the village.
He sees children playing and using magic, adults already working, a group of people around his age are talking about the sorcerer academy.
One waves at him and shouts.
"Hey Wilhelm, you're going to the exam?"
Another one laughs.
"Good one man, there is no way Mr. My girl died so I became emo here is going to be accepted, he doesn't even have half the amount of mana I have.
The others laughs which ticks him off.
'A world where magic is everything. And I only have drops of it. How the hell is this fair'
He thinks while walking. Not sparing a glance at them.
He looks at the ground scowling.
'Do I really want to rot in here. I want to be more. Why am I so unlucky. Why am I so-'
His thoughts are interrupted by him bumping into a tall person.
He looks up at the person.
He sees a red haired woman with sharp blue eyes.
She looks back at him.
"Are you okay kid? You don't look like you're from around here"
His eyes widen hearing the words. He finally looks at his surroundings. Seeing tiled streets, large buildings, merchants, carriages. Things that are definitely not on his village.
He can only wonder.
'Where the hell am I. When did I get here'