Re: Player

It\'s something that needs sheer will and a pure connection to your magic with no other thoughts.

Only one in a million people are capable of creating their own World Magic. It is that rare.

Practice can\'t take you there. You will need talt. But that won\'t be ough as well. You will need the capability to take your magic as your own. It\'s hard to put it into words really, but in simple terms…

You need to own your magic and take complete control over it.

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[Anna\'s POV!]

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We have se a lot of things in our lives. Living life as if it were our last every day, hoping to find a place which we could call home someday.

Sister suffered a lot, and I suffered standing along with her. We were each other\'s salvation.

Our mother, who is sleeping half the time because of her disease, spt the rest half training herself in hopes of finding a cure for us. We travelled, but we were never together… It\'s a rather sad story.

\'I don\'t hate mother though,\' I thought as I saw the man responsible for putting us through the misery we were in. The guy we were searching for a long time. Our father, Yemir, the Crazy Manipulator.

While my sister remembers most of the things about father, I have only faint memories of him.

So, I oft wondered how I would feel wh I would meet him. Will I curse and shout at him for the curse that plagued me, us? Or will it be the misery he had put us in?

I wondered if he would be disgusted to see us. Or will he mock us for our existce? Or perhaps he would just ignore us like a rock on the side of the road.

Though contrary to my expectations, it was of that. He was smiling… as if he was relieved of something heavy. He looked at Lea and me with pure joy.

It wasn\'t that creepy smile that most people give us as if we were an object, but something far kinder… just what is that smile of his? He should be incapable of such emotion.

And while I stood there wondering, lost in my own thoughts, I th felt my hand gripped tighter than before. It was Lea who was standing beside me.

And it wasn\'t our father that she was looking at us, but the two people who were talking with each other. From her looks, she seems afraid, though I do not feel any fear of any sort here.

\'Mr. Wesker did say that I won\'t face any problem here because of what I was going through all my life… perhaps it\'s because of that I don\'t have any ill effects,\' I thought as I looked at others standing with fear strick expressions.

And the guy in question walked forward, gathering all the atttion a towards him.

\'Mr. Wesker?\'

Just like that skeletal guy and Master Morpheus, he too walked without any fear within him. His eyes were rather calculating, as always.

\'Master Morpheus looks rather handsome.\' I also noticed that he wasn\'t covered in darkness anymore.

I wonder what will happ next.

"Array Magic: Singularity of Fates!" Mr Wesker spoke with a rather smirky smile.

Perhaps because I could feel the mana much better than before, I could see what Mr. Wesker actually did.

Fine threads.

Threads that spread throughout the arrays of paper began swirling a the tire area, connecting everything in the vicinity.

Whether it was the arrays that began swirling a, or was it the people or the buildings? Ev Master Morpheus and that skeletal guy. They were all connected with threads of differt colors.

And th momts later, I saw the same illusion of me that guided me here. Mr. Wesker already told us we should follow our own guidelines to the very d. If we can do that, we will all get what we want.

\'Pretty sure everyone else is the same,\' I nodded before mumbling as I looked at that illusion creating 4 fireballs that it controlled before throwing it at a random place within the space in front of me.

"Umu."

And th I created 4 fire balls with a single thought in the air, before adding a rotation to it and th throwing it in the same direction where I was guided to.

-Whoosh!

-Whoosh!

And th the fight, which was paused before, suddly started again as Mr. Morpheus fought against the skeletal guy.

The skeletal guy used a weird magic that created mirrors and cracks all over the area. Though what was ev weird was that the space and the cracks were interconnected.

More like a wide ranged controlled space magic that connected each and every place.

-Whoosh!

-BOOOM!!!

And what was ev more fierce was the fact that Mr. Morpheus was fighting against that skeletal guy without holding back ev still.

"[ARRAY CREATIONS: WORLDS APART EQUILIBRIUM]!!" And father shouted as he released an insane amount of mana and began creating arrays in the suring air.

"[Forgott Witchcraft: Remembrance]!" And Master Rosalyn, the red-haired witch, did the same as her body began exploding with fierce fire ergy.

As if by chain reaction, everyone began releasing their strongest power at the same time. And th a few momts later, I realized why they were doing it.

It was because the illusion showed them so. Because my illusion was showing me something as well.

And without any hesitation, I gave a deep look at the \'Anna\' who was in front of me and collected all the mana within the cter of my heart.

It wasn\'t magic that I had used before. It was of a magnitude that I had never reached before. But still… if Mr. Wesker thinks I can do it, th let\'s give it a try…

And th…

With joy and tears. Sadness and fear. With emotions that I contained within me for years. With everything I got held up within me… I shouted at the top of my lungs…

"[WORLD MAGIC: LET THERE BE LIGHT]!!!!!"

As if it were the closest thing I could think of.