But not everything was positive discoveries...
When Ren tried different steps and different combinations, he quickly realized he didn’t understand all of them. And worse still, not all were useful.
Some made him slower, the mana flow becoming sticky and resistant like honey instead of water. Others made him heavier, as if the weight of the energy itself multiplied, pressing down on his limbs and core. And some even retracted mana to his center, making skill activation harder instead of easier, counterproductive...
It was like learning a new language where some words had multiple meanings and others were accidental insults that could get you in trouble.
Ren spent hours each night experimenting, annotating results with meticulous detail, trying to understand the underlying patterns that connected everything. Building a framework from fragments and failures.
He was just beginning to understand all this...
Had barely scratched the surface of what the ancient runes could do, what secrets they held, what powers they could unlock.
But it was a beginning.
A starting point toward understanding how crystallization worked. Because if he could decipher the language of mana, if he could understand how to direct energy in specific ways through movement and intention...
Maybe he could find a way to reverse what had happened to Sirius and Dragarion.
Maybe.
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And then, before he felt he’d had enough time to truly master what he’d learned...
The day of the exams finally arrived.
The final exams.
The ones the nobles had bet on, against him, wagering fortunes and pride in equal measure.
The ones supposedly altered specifically to challenge him in ways that wouldn’t make winning as easy as last time.
The first of the interschool competitions would be gathering.
The Directors summoned all fifth-year students for the official explanation of the first final interschool exam.
The auditorium was full, packed with pupils whose futures hung on the next few days.
The announcer climbed to the podium with a scroll in hand, his expression carefully neutral in the way of people delivering news they knew would be controversial.
"Teams have been randomly combined again," the Director announced, his voice resonating through the space with magical amplification.
Which was another way of saying they’d deliberately broken up the successful teams from the previous semester with hopes of affecting Ren specifically.
The Director simply pointed toward the enormous announcement board that had been updated with fresh assignments.
"Team assignments are posted," he announced without further explanation. "Please review your groups and report any discrepancies."
The mass of students moved toward the board like a wave crashing forward. Ren waited for the crowd to clear a bit before approaching, unhurried and observing the reactions of others.
When he could finally see the list for Group 15...
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