Life As It Is
They say there isn't much to living. You just get by as others get by beside you. Atleast that is what they used to say to me. That all changed when I was twelve. Then they started to say wierd things. Anything that would make me happy. Then a man came. He didn't say what I wanted to hear. He said somehting i thought was aweful and yet wonderful. He wanted me to come away with him. To a place called the Academy. Here I would become a great Magician he said. And i have. Zelfrick the great summoner. I can call beings of great power to my aid or to defend that which... that which I want to defend... But more often then not i just ask if they want to talk.
I am a Mesmir. Most poeple can't resist the desire to want me around. They will do anything to make me happy. Mesmirs often have to look people in the eye or speak to affect people. My mere presence affects others. Well most others... But those that I can call to my aid aren't affected by my presence. Truth be told i could will them to be afflicted with the "Joy of my presence" but I want someone to be honest with me. Honesty is important.
So another day of school. I am about 18. Just a couple more months. I have been at the acedemy for some time, more than i want to think about. I am strictly taking classes in the Yggdrasil sector of the Acedemy. This is the area where the buildings are the most protected form high level magic. Today i have one class, History as pertaining to relavant Magics. And It is with her, Lapul. She is the daughter of someone with status and has mastered a technique known as the "eyes of Illusion" which allowed her to see me normally. However, She is an illusionist by nature. Through and Through. Her parents might have made her into a potions master but She used me to obtain one of her five top illusionist Spells: Aura of the Mesmir. Ain't love grand.
"Lapul." ... I hate when she does this...
"You look down. Is there anything I can do?"
"No, I am fine." You could not be a backstabbing Fid.
"I know you think i am just some Fid that used you to get an advanced scoring in Illusions, but come now. You know we can both use the abilities we have to do whatever we would like."
"That's nice. I have to be going now." ... since i would rather kill myself than be further subjected to your presence...
And there you have it. In a lecture hall made for three hundred she still takes the time to bother me. She shows up early to bother me... I show up early so that the rush of people toward doesn't interrupt Professor Nelden.
I guess I should listen for a but though...
"Now class today we will be talking about somehting very important in history. Pay close attention Zelfrick this is to your advantage, being a summoner and all." Yeah one in the one HUNDRED summoners that attended class today. "Nephilim, are bore of beign of great power and humans. Recently, the sightings of the Nephilim have increased but the registared births of extrodenary being to humans have not. This is a great opportunity for Summoner and Callers to find more new partners. This Also means that the Nephilim of now might be related to the story of Marsik a legendary Nephilim that once belonged to a great summoner Elkir. He was said to be able to cancel any illusion. However Marsik was unlike any other Nephilim before him and though enslaved to Elkir he wanted to be free. So one day when he was summoned he did his mastered bidding to cancel and illusion. To do so he tore the eyes of everyone affected from the heads, including his master." Sounds like a real winner... "This was lead to be know as Marsik Rebellion. Marsik then was said to gather as many Nephilim as he could and made with them a pact to never interbreed with humans again so that they may claim the power they were destined to have."
And so he prattled on more and more... But it lead me to realise that I actually might want to meet this Marsik. He cancelled an illusion by removing the eyes from people. Lapul was only able to resist me once she mastered "EYES of Illusion." Sight has to be one of the key factors to how people react to me. Maybe if i can just find a way to distrupt what it is that emits form me on the way to others then i can finally feel normal...
(Alright alright. that is the first entry into the story. I plan to right in different style and from different POVs. I hope that doestn become to confusing. )