As i sit here reading this book about mana control I can't help but drift away thinking about how worthless this life is, we are born, then we die.
So many people lead lives pre determined for them, if you're a noble you will inherit your father's wealth, if your father is a blacksmith you will inherit his shop after him, if you're born to a hooker mom with no father you will live in the slums as a worthless insect.
I remember my mom, she was a beautiful woman, she loved me and she never asked for anything in return, she'd wash my clothes, make me meals and read me bed time stories, she was perfect, until one day a mana wave came from somewhere and she just disappeared alongside thousands of people, it was the only incident reported of that kind, it's not fair.
As i read this book about mana control, as i improve my knowledge, I can't help but shed tears thinking about my mother, wishing she'd kiss my forehead and tell me how proud she is.
Ah this page is now soaked with my tears, time to close this book and go to sleep, as i walk to my room in the middle of night, i sit on a bench in the school's garden, looking at the sky, so many stars, they all shine so much, i wonder if i could harness their powers.
I close my eyes and i start to sense every atom of mana being used, my senses have improved, i can see mana moving all around me, some students are training inside their dorms, some are training inside the forest, it's all so wonderful, mana is so beautiful.
Mother, when i harness the stars in the palm of my hand, you will be beside me, i promise you that.