Mages are equal parts feared and admired throughout the universe.
Only a small percentage of any species' population would have the talent necessary to learn cultivation.
And mages were an even tinier fraction of that percent.
Their mystical arts, strange runes carved into the flesh and general atmosphere of loftiness all contributed to their image of being arcane masters.
Astrid had never imagined that she would eventually go down the path of magic.
As a child like most Mendolesa youth she spent her days playfully fighting and engaging in mock battles with her peers.
Most dreamed of becoming powerful fighters who charged headfirst into battle wielding heavy swords and great axes.
Frontline warriors who stood tall and fought toe to toe with powerful enemies on the field of battle.
Everything changed when it was revealed that Astrid had a grade S talent in mana.
