Holy 5

[10:34] Yvel takes a late night jog, and returns tot he waterfall where he often comes to take a breather or to train. The river side was calm and despite the uproar in and around the city he could find sometime to relax and either fish or meditate.

There had been so many things to reflect on during the past year and half. and even now Yvel was getting older than he was before all this. Becoming a cadet, learning both lightning and holy magic and even becoming a Knight! He couldn't keep with how fast he was progressing and quite honestly sometimes he shocked himself. But he had to keep things together.

With the lingering threat of the syndicate not only did everyone at the rank of Knight and above be looked up to as prime examples but they also had to be the leaders and enforcers of the law. To Observe and Protect, Made it seem like each of those tasks were simple.

And the rising hatred of the knights within the Sudbury district it only proved to make things more and more damning. But Yvel thought of ways he could help the Order. By prevailing along and creating his own branch or possibly a secondary branch of Adelphi's Aegis depending on his Captains opinions.

As he sat near the waterfall his ideas and progression became more and more clear. Holding onto the light stone in his pocket the very same one that transferred the light to him in the first place, Yvel nodded and sat with his legs crossed against the river side.

He'd place the light shard in between his hands and began pouring his holy magic into the gem. Yvel had gained light from it. He had it passed down from Lord Elijah Soleis....now his goal was to pass it on towards someone he felt deserved it and he would charge it with the very same light he was gifted and from that he hoped another fragment of light would awaken.
(Yvel Endore)
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[10:44] As Yvel continued to pour his mana into it he would begin to observe the many actions his life thus far, Just how far along his holy magic had become since he started mere half year ago. He had been slowly practicing warding spells, Teaching a class of novices how best to activate their feelings and emotions into something grander. How to turn simple emotions into Arcane magic was no drop in the bucket tasks.

It took resolve not only to heal, to protect, but most importantly enough? To fight. To resist. TO Have faith in others and yourself otherwise? Who would carry the light onto the next generation. As Yvel continued to meditate he'd slowly feel his mana begin to acclimate into something more dense.

For a while now he had been able to disperse his holy mana and create orbs of light. His most prominent spell but now it seemed he was able to create a shields and wards without thought. He'd been training to use them properly for months even when he assigned the homework to his class he was assigning it to himself. Aiming to improve and show an example to the class during their next meeting.

As the rushing and crashing of the Waterfall filled his mind so too did Yvel feel a rush from the light shard within his hand, More Light...More light than he could've imagined surged back into him. And despite him not opening his eyes he felt warm...involved in holy light, An aura that surrounded him brought out by the shards potent sense of how much Yvel had improved.

Even if Yvel could not see it himself the shard could explain it to him clearly, He no longer contained just a flicker of hope, or a fragment of light. It had begun to grow to manifest and soon it would become a beacon that reached the hearts of the masses. Yvel knew this was what the people needed. Not another Knight telling them their lifestyles were wrong no but someone they could one day hope to surpass or perhaps even hope to work along side.

Yvel had to fill that position as best he could so one day he could pass on this shard of light to someone who could take his place. A smile exploded from his face although he could not complete the aura without help from the light shard he knew the potential was within him now.

Yvel clung on to the shard and before long he held it close to him.
(Yvel Endore)
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[10:53] Yvel did not have ideas of being the best and strongest magi around, The most capable or had the access to the strongest or coolest spells, In all his life all he had wanted was to help. Was to experience life and to allow for others to have that same peace of mind. Its why he trained as a Holy Magi, why he labored to become a Doctor and what brought him to joining the Order in the first place.

There were however as many people who claimed that they were going to help the people and protect all of Osrona as well, So many wanted that goal but what made Yvel different? What made so many people put their trust and hopes on the back of this young man? Even Yvel couldn't quite understand it but as long as he could remember everyone was always drawn to him.

The only thing Yvel could imagine it being was the spark of light that lied dormant within him that drew people close in to learn more of the man he was and the man he would soon become. Its what the Exarch saw within him form the moment they met and what he brought out of him.

Yvel clasped his hands together and from that he pulled more light to surround him just as he did with the barrier. A bright flash of holy light surrounded him purifying the grounds where he stepped so long as his hands held within the position.

A spell of Purificition...an offensive holy art that aimed to surround the entirety of the area with blessed magics in order to purge them of any evils or foes that step near him. Yvel had begun to formulate a new spell something he could improve upon and give an example to his class when the next lesson came about.

Yvel felt all the more motivated to now to not only teach but to learn. To experience life as a holy magi. Not to live above the masses but to empower them so they too could rise above their strife's. Yvel knew what his goal was now, What his role in this world would be and despite how much clarity he had. He knew that there were still many challenges a head.

Becoming more adept in holy magic was his first step, Taking the shard and placing it back into his coat pocket Yvel jumped back to the other side of the river fully revitalized and ready to take on the challenges of the day.
(Yvel Endore)
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