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Part 1: In Search of Self
Chapter 1: Signs of Fate
Chapter 2: Locked Away
Chapter 3: Beyond Oneself
Chapter 4: In the Power of Chaos
Chapter 5: The Neverending Story
Part 2: Offspring of the Abyss
Chapter 1: The Last One
Chapter 2: At the Bottom
Chapter 3: The Deadly Labyrinth
Chapter 4: The Return
Chapter 5: The Uninvited
Part 3: The Secrets of the Forest
Chapter 1: The Master of the Forest
Chapter 2: The Witch
Chapter 3: The Forest Princess
Chapter 4: Union of Hearts
Chapter 5: The Supreme Guardian
Chapter 6: Who’s Who
Part 4: The Last Chance
Chapter 1: One-Way Ticket
Chapter 2: Beyond
Chapter 3: Between Two Worlds
Chapter 4: Muddy Waters
Chapter 5: The Resonance of the Heart
Chapter 6: Repeating Mistakes of the Past
Part 5: Road to Nowhere
Chapter 1: The Ghost’s Soul
Chapter 2: The Beginning of the End
Chapter 3: The Fine Line of Madness
Chapter 4: Gambit
Chapter 5: No Turning Back
Chapter 6: The Last Dawn
Chapter 7: A Clean Slate
Epilogue
I clutched a yellowish sheet of paper in my hands and laughed. An owl had brought me a letter! A real one! In our world of messengers and email, wizards still prefer to use birds. Such folly! It would have been better if they used pigeons, at least those don’t draw attention. And then, they finally decided to inform me that I am a mage. Me! The Guardian of Secret Knowledge! I might be the most powerful sorcerer of the past decade, yet they invite me to a school!
Opening the window, I let in the fresh air and looked outside. Silence and peace. As always. The windows of my five-story building overlooked an old overgrown park. Few people ever walked there, fearing ticks, stray dogs, or maniacs. The wind gently swayed the mighty branches of an ancient oak tree, towering amidst the unkempt undergrowth. How old might it be? Surely no less than three hundred years. With each year, it grows bigger, stronger. Yet here I am, seemingly starting to weaken. Otherwise, how could a local group of mages sense me, find me? Or perhaps it’s fate? A sign that I should find a successor? Nonsense. I’m in the prime of my life! Nevertheless, they’ve somehow discovered me, and I decidedly don’t like it.
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The dining hall was overcrowded. Students were chatting, joking, eating, and completely unaware that something terrifying was happening right next to them. Namely, I – the Guardian of Ancient Knowledge, a powerful mage, a master of ten orders – was walking around the magic academy in a woman’s skirt! Not to mention that a freshman was sitting in the director’s chair, and a pensioner dragon was strutting around with a green mohawk.
I sighed wearily. What had I learned in these few days? Practically nothing. There was no information about these vile astral displacement spells in the library. On the bright side, I saw Asya naked, which, in principle, was also a good outcome. Plus, I learned how torturous it is to wear tights. And how awful it is to walk in heels. And how annoying it is to comb and wash long hair. And how infuriating bras are!
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