The following day.
As dawn broke, the gentle rays of the sun bathed Tenrou Island, draping its endless forests in a golden veil. Early that morning, Night was already standing at the very edge of the woods.
"Didn't Mavis say she was going to teach me a new magic today?" Night muttered in bewilderment, glancing around but finding no sign of his mentor. "What in the world..." Suddenly, his gaze locked onto something ahead, and he froze in sheer astonishment.
Over the years, he had explored every inch of Tenrou Island, and this spot was no exception. In fact, it was the most significant place on the entire island, for it was here that Mavis's grave lay.
However, this time Night noticed something extraordinary. The grave, which had always remained unchanged, was now radiating a soft, ethereal glow. Night stepped closer. Mavis had told him to come here, yet she was nowhere to be found. Memories from the anime of his past life suddenly surfaced in his mind. Could the magic Mavis intends to teach me be...
Night already had a strong inkling of what he was about to learn. With his heart pounding in anticipation, he approached the tombstone, the mysterious radiance reflecting in his dark eyes. Without a second thought, he sat cross-legged and slipped into a deep meditation. The light emanating from the grave bathed his figure, seemingly merging with him into a single entity.
...
Not far from the grave, beneath the canopy of a sprawling tree, Mavis materialized. Her emerald eyes were fixed upon the dark-haired youth meditating by the tombstone, a tender smile playing on her lips.
"Night, my child, let Fairy Glitter bloom in your hands! It shall become your smiting blade!"
Encased within the grave was Mavis's true will, which safeguarded two of the Three Great Fairy Magics: Fairy Glitter and Fairy Sphere!
At that very moment, as Night meditated, the luminescence above the grave intensified dramatically. An unfathomable, mystical wave of energy surged from beneath the earth, resonating perfectly with Night's magical aura. In the next instant, the light of the legacy completely engulfed him. Night's dark eyes snapped open, flashing with a blinding brilliance. The very air began to ripple. Opening his mouth, he softly began to chant the incantation:
"Gather! O rivers of light that guide the fairies!"
Suddenly, the clouds in the azure sky began to swirl. The light of the sun, the moon, and the stars melded together, forming a boundless, radiant nebula that illuminated the entire world around them.
The incantation continued:
"Shine! To destroy the fangs of evil!"
The celestial light compressed into a single, colossal pillar that pierced the heavens and the earth. It transformed into a merciless, all-shattering beam, connecting directly with Night as he wove the magic below.
"Bloom! Fairy Glitter!"
With his final, thunderous cry, the celestial light in the sky reached its critical mass. Night's own Light Magic poured into the spell in an unending stream, creating a state of perfect harmony. Just as Mavis had anticipated, Night was practically born for this magic. Gazing up at the terrifying might of the merciless light in the heavens, Mavis nodded in deep satisfaction.
"I suppose this is his limit!"
Not only Mavis, but Night himself believed he had pushed Fairy Glitter to the absolute maximum of his current capabilities. But at that very moment, his pupils constricted sharply. His initial shock was swiftly replaced by a surge of wild exhilaration. He realized that the golden sphere within his consciousness had suddenly begun to continuously pump colossal volumes of Light Magic into the celestial beam. In the blink of an eye, the merciless light in the heavens expanded to an unfathomable scale, enveloping a good half of Tenrou Island!
It is worth noting that among the Three Great Fairy Magics, Fairy Glitter was revered as a spell of absolute destruction. It boasted the most devastating single-target damage. By gathering and concentrating the light of the sun, the moon, and the stars, it forged a ruthless beam that left the enemy absolutely no chance of survival. In a sense, it possessed the power to obliterate any opponent into mere dust.
The true might of Fairy Glitter lay precisely in its ability to harvest celestial light. The spell itself merely acted as a conduit, transmuting the wizard's mana into this cosmic radiance. Night, being a Light Mage, held a monumental advantage over any other wizard when wielding this magic!
Yet, even he had never anticipated that activating Fairy Glitter would cause the golden sphere in his mind to resonate so profoundly. Over the years, he had come to realize just how terrifyingly vast the energy reserves within that sphere truly were. To call them infinite would hardly be an exaggeration. If the magic from the golden sphere could continuously fuel this celestial light, Night dreaded to even imagine the level of destructive power this Super Magic would achieve. Would it be limitless?
But setting aside speculations about the upper limits of this power for now—everything would ultimately depend on how well Night could master the golden sphere in the future.
If Night himself—who knew of the sphere's existence—was so astounded, one could only imagine the shock of Mavis, who was completely oblivious to it. Staring at the merciless light that seemed to have fused with the very heavens, Mavis's charming face was frozen in disbelief. It was only after a long moment that she finally regained her composure and whispered:
"To reach such a level on his very first attempt... If he continues at this pace, perhaps... perhaps even I, the creator of this spell, will one day be surpassed by Night in its mastery!"
Recovering from her shock, Mavis was overwhelmed by an even deeper sense of pride. Night was her child! Why shouldn't she rejoice that he had managed to elevate the magic she had created to the realm of an absolute miracle?!
At that exact moment, the majestic radiance in the sky abruptly condensed, transforming into a single, concentrated beam that struck Night's right arm, searing a glowing crest into his skin! This mark signified that the Super Magic—Fairy Glitter—had been successfully passed down to the young man.
However, Night, the recipient of this grand legacy, did not look thrilled in the slightest. The only things he felt right now were a terrible bout of vertigo and stars dancing before his eyes!
"Just as I thought... magical exhaustion..." A faint, bitter smile flickered across his lips before he finally succumbed to the darkness, losing consciousness entirely. Such a colossal expenditure of magic had proven to be an unbearable strain on his body.
Mavis was at Night's side in an instant. Gazing down at the young man, who still wore a faint smile even while unconscious, she murmured softly:
"Night, you really... really... really know how to make me worry!"
One could only wonder how Night would have reacted had he heard Mavis's words just then. He likely would have leaped up in sheer indignation!