Earth.
More than a year has passed since the arrival of mana and the opening of the first
The world had changed abruptly, and humanity had been on the verge of being overrun.
Now, however, mana had grown dense in areas where [Gates] and
It was in these mana-rich zones where a new breed of humanity was slowly being cultivated.
"Ice Arrow!"
"Fireball!"
"Earth Grasp!"
"Mana Bolt!"
Spells of various kinds were being shot at training dummies, wreaking… mild havoc.
However, despite the underwhelming display, the spectators' eyes were glowing with excitement.
Magic!
Humanity had once thought it was a mere fantasy. Now, such magical abilities had appeared on Earth, allowing anyone with enough diligence or luck to learn them.
Among these spectators was Louis Hilves, gazing upon these newly dubbed 'Mages' with envy.
"Sigh, I wonder if I can incorporate some magic into my fighting style."
