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beacon-sanctuary · 3 years

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Beacon Sanctuary Lore: Magic

Styles of using magic

Spells: structured incantations often requiring memorization or a book which lists said incantation down to summon or craft with air particles of raw magic.

Material: this is a style of magic useable by everyone. All it requires is a person using magical resources/materials in a specified state or combination. Like grinding something into a powder, or using an element filled stone and striking it against another to create a reaction.

Natural/Raw: A magi use their internal source of magic and wield an unrefined or structured style of magic. Like using their magic in its rawest form. While versatile, it's very limited in its uses due to being bound to an element's natural strengths and weaknesses/limits. (This is also the most draining style)

Unique spells: These are spells entirely unique to a certain magi from birth. No sealing or copying can ever match the strength or efficiency of these spells at all. Often time many can only make weak offbrand recreations if these spells. Which weirdly enough often lead to spikes of new useful spells being written down or created.

Raw magic elements:

Void: very chaotic, often destroys, and warps a target. Very chaotic, destructive, and strangely slow. Has to be kept in check or else it will consume everything. Magi users must be sure not to let the darkness consume them. It's a natural part of them and theirs to control or else it'll consume you. Spells or rather attacks made of void have an effect of consumption. It eats into things until nothing is left behind but a gap. Though besides attacks it's rather useful for transportation or other mundane activities like say a vehicle moving. Though funnily enough, void os very useful but if you mishandled pr go overzealous with it, it will often consume you or what used it in the first place.

Solar: energetic, and purifying. Thanks to its energetic nature, it's fire and light must be micromanaged or else it will burn like a wildfire. Solar magi have to keep their internal Sun at a manageable level or risk it running out of control in a wild blaze or have it extinguish. It's attacks are blindingly fast and powerful, though with this it's easy for the attacks to often go out of control. Solar is also one of the two best elements for healing. It's often used to treat small to dangerous injuries.

Water: push and pull, rise, and fall. For every action, there's a ripple. It's a very counter focused element. Flowing back and forth, taking something and throwing it back. Good for healing and magi should take care of not getting lost in the sauce. Water is very much used in therapy and is one of safest elements besides air. Though its fluidity makes it at times unwieldy.

Earth: structured, and unyielding. It requires things to be done with strong will and firm movements. While limited in creativity, it makes up for it in strength and its linear style. Earth magi should be wary of rooting themselves too deeply. Being too solid can be dangerous as well. This os often used in making buildings, structures, mining, and renovation if the need calls for it. It's also brilliant in medicine and farming.

Air: free, and bearing near-endless possibilities. It's one of the most creative elements and thanks to this, air must be used with high amounts of attention, or else it will set itself free. It may also act of its own accord, like the changing wind or the sudden storm. Air magi, be sure you aren't leaving yourself too open in the wind. A clear mind is good, but an airhead is not. Besides the structures that exist to pump and manage energy around the world, wind os very much used on energy and more. Its also useful in being versatile for many uses. Crude technology, to albiet executions. It's one of the most versatile but also fickle elements.

Funfacts:

Solar and Void were the first types of magic that branched off of the original chaotic pool of magic. They're are the strongest styles of magic but are also the most unwieldy and easy to lise control of. At times people theorize both elements may have a kind if sentience due to how more so than any other element they affect their magi the most mentally

Void magi have a quirk with their element, they're given a near insatiable hunger for a topic or goal. Mirroring the void itself in their demeanors. Example: Orion's hunger is knowledge, he's always on a look to quench his thirst for knowledge almost obsessively

Void magic has another strange part about it, many users often talk about feeling whispers in their mind. As if the void itself whispers among their thoughts. Trying to lead them to do certain things, to fall into the darkness so to speak. So void magi have to naturally tight rope cause their element can consume them at any point they fall too far.

Solar magic is similar actually, unlike void it's more a feeling, a unstoppable energetic drive that pushes them to a goal and puffs up their confidence. Example: Theia has a massive drive for freedom and being able to do what she wants to. Oh and to also be the best. Though like the void, solar magi should be wary to not have an icarus event, soaring too close to their sun or going in too far with their energy. Often resulting in instinctual movements and demeanors.

The original state of magic is chaos, a mix mash of random effects and warping. If you combine each element together at once you create chaos magic. Though this is highly unrecommended. Chaos magic is wild and unpredictable. It twists the laws of physics and eviscerates things beyond what once was. Though humagi are often born with this magic style so they can tell you first hand how wild it can be. So many children turned into potted plants, it's a shame.

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beacon-sanctuary · 3 years

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Main Character Sheet 3

Name: Salem Suzuki

(This character was made by @vv-meloyelo-vv I hope y'all check them out and enjoy their art)

Biographic Info:

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Age: 16

Birthday: July 15th

Zodiac: Cancer ♋

Height: 5'11" (180cm)

Eye color: Honey brown(right eye), icy blue(Left eye)

Hair Color: Raven

Beacon Info:

Class: Alchemist

School year: First

Occupation: Student

Club: none

Best Subject: magical robotics/Engineering

Appearance:

Salem is tall teenage girl with a handsome angular face and slightly tanned skin. Her shoulders are broad and her body is rather petite and what curves she does have is often hidden by her clothes. Sitting atop her head is a silky raven black mop of short hair where bangs rest over her sharp almond heterochromic eyes.

Being a warm brown and icy blue respectively. Often giving someone an uneasy feeling when they gaze into them. Not usually helped by her serious or neutral expression, almost as if she's analyzing you constantly. As if she's always studying someone like a machine and their parts.

Fun Facts:

Dominant Hand: Left

Favorite food: Any staple food(dried meat, rice, anything compact and easy to eat wherever)

Least Favorite food: she really hates sweets

Dislikes: People who don't like her inventions, magic(the world's over reliance of it), smug magi(people who flaunt their magical powers), liars and betrayers

Hobby: making robotic pets, and building what comes to mind

She isnt a particular fan of magic.

She'd probably not use magic directly a lot but could create tons of magic-powered tools.

Her goal eventually being to find an alternative power source to magic.

she dislikes magic but sees value enough to study it. Mostly since Its an unlimited natural source of power. Naturally she'd want to study it, not that she has to like or respect it.

Salem and Orion often times debate and and discuss magic and whether it's a good or bad thing for the world

Both are respectful to the other's opinion but also have a habit of when they face off, want to one up the other

And since both are very, very intelligent, this leads them into a long cycle of "aha! I fooled you!" But in reality the opponent had a plan for this or that etc

Salem actually has a journal for her scattered thoughts and ideas for inventions on top of also giving detailed observations on people

The person with the longest section is Orion, heck she's even sketched a drawing of him

(Art again made by my friend @vv-meloyelo-vv )

One reason his section is so much bigger than others is because he does like her inventions and ideas, and due to this since very rarely anyone appreciates Salem's inventions, she and him tend to discuss and talk a mile a minute, both slinging ideas back and forth with their own ideas and creativity.

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beacon-sanctuary · 3 years

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Beacon Sanctuary Character trailer: Orion

'The void, a sea of black with only stars to lead the way, mere points of a chain long left in disarray. Figures of myths and legends forgotten to decay, may you please let this spider return the link of a brighter day'

High in the air sounds a crow, squawking and belting as it flies over head, it's feathered form blotting against the snowy surface like ink on a paper. Dead tress coil around a clearing in a spiral, all grasping to the clouds while its leafless limbs fall short and stop dead, covered in a blanket of snow as a crunch can be heard in the distance. A boy, seemingly no older than a teenager strolls through the winding trees, face deep in a book, muttering the words off the page. His black boots and cane strike to the earth while his crystalized breath cascades across the weathered tome ; flowing from his black, blue-star studded face. His piercing sapphire orbs lazily comb over the words, only stopping dead in his tracks as the sound of footsteps approach him. Reverberating across the trees, his pointed ears hear an orchestra of growls gets carried in the snow filled wind.

Crunch, crunch, chrunch

"Huff, well ain't that just my luck, right when I'm at a good part y'all show up~" to his groan he was met with low snarls and growls as from the cover of falling snow, there stalked a pack of shadows, twitching and snapping their bodies in a sickening and bone cracking contortion as their mangled forms glared and bore their yellow fangs. Approaching the boy with every step they took, hiking back on their hands as the magi gave them one sentence before they dove. Snapping shut his book, a wry smirk danced across his night skied face as his eyes crackled to life

"Alrighty then lil' pups, how 'bout i send ya back to the kennel!"

At this decree the shadows have a piercing howl, pouncing all at once to the boy. Who in turn slammed the tip of his cane to the earth, kicking up snow as the blast frim his magic shot him into the air, leaving the pack to only gnaw if snow left in his place.

Taking in a deep breath, the Magi closed his eyes as flashes of images appeared in his mind. An overwhelming void, swallowing everything in its path, a web of silver string cutting through the sea of black, and finally splitting to a memory. A storm hanging in the sky, scarlet pools across the ground, and ultimately the words of a child screaming "orion!" as a familiar chill washes over his body with hushed whispers slithering in his mind.

Snapping his eyes open, Orion rakes his hand across the shaft of his cane as blue magic blazes across the obsidian staff flattening to a slanted razors edge. And ultimately in a flash of blue, twinkling like a star in the sky, the magi disappeared. And in an instant down below, one of the wolves now found their head severed. Flopping in the aor is a stifled whine from the blade being all that played it off. Black and blue energy erased its body to nothing while a cacophony of snarls sound at the lost of its kin. Bolting towards the magi, the wolv's inky jaws snarled and foamed with fury, starving to consume this torch with all their might, but as they charge instead of showing worry or even fear. All that's shown in the torch's night sky face is a smug grin and light laugh.

"Y'all are makin' this easy for me~" he sang, only to spin in the air, hoping above their charge, as just like first there he goes decapitating the wolf with barely any effort. Digging his boots to the ground to halt his descent, he swung a hand to his back, and coiled his weapon before piercing the third wolf through its mouth. The shock running through the blade being non-existent. As if the blade cut through the shadow like a hot blade through butter. Though before the other wolves could attempt to make a move at him once again, he flung the deconstructing body of their fellow shadow at their feet, barely slowing one who darted out the way, and slamming directly into one who was sprinting at him face first. Tumbling the second into a heap.

Focusing on the one not slowed down, hoisting the blade out before him, Orion began to rake his blade in a circle, sparks of magic burnt in the air, as the words of the book filled his mind while he envisioned himself standing on a silver string surrounded by a start darkness.

"As the mirror reflects the soul, so to will it show the enemy its folly, meet yourself in the void forevermore, inanis reflectunt!(1.) Instantly as Orion said the penultimate words the spell sparked to life, in moments the circle filled with a black expanse dotted with rows of zigzagging stars. But as the shadow rammed into it, a constellation mirroring its exact movement rammed into the wolf, sinking it's fangs into the shadow before exploding into a ball of magic, leaving nothing, not even the snow or the shadow's yelps behind in its wake where the wolf once stood. Leaving a circle of dead grass on the ground.

Sighing as the disk dissipated, Orion's arm tremored from thd pain in his shoulder. seething with himself as a rustle was made in the snow.

'crap, that hurts, I need to be careful with that spell, the impact still hits!'

"Oh right, I got you rabbies havin' self left, well just for you, I'll make this short and sweet~" squinting his eyes, Orion looked dead in the soulless eyes of the shadow before him, he saw the pain that made it, the fear, fear of hunger, pain amd dying alone. Shaking his head, his sapphire eyes re hardened, 'Whoever you spawned from, I hope they finally have what craved, let's put you to rest lil' pup'

Crunch, crunch

And with one last charge from the wolf, the magi gave his final spell

"Sever the light in my path, leave nothing behind in my arc, sing with my blade, Tenebris, Sever!" With one swing of his blade, an arc of black-blue crescent of void energy cut through the sky in a lone whistle. Moving through the sky warping anyone's perception of its arc cleanly sliced the shadow in two, before the nature of the void consumed it to nothing.

Standing up, and cracking his back, Orion groaned snd swung his blade to his leg, returning it to a cane as he once more returned to his book, finishing the book he began.

(Art credit goes to @vv-meloyelo-vv Please give them a follow they make great art!)

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Footnotes

Inanis reflectunt: This is Latin for Void Reflect, the spell is basically this, a caster draws or summons an area where they want to reflect an opponent's attack. In the case of the void variant (which is this) the spell. Makes a constellation of the attacker and after their attack strikes the disk reflects that person's attack by double against the attacker. Though the caster should be wary when using it, it will make you feel the full physical impact or strain of matching an opponent's attack. So if it exceeds your physical limit you will wind up having a lotta damage dealt on yourself. Pretty much for fighting something back you take the physical toll for however much power would be required to do so.

Tenebris Sever: This spell is actually pretty simple, you collect the magic into your blade and flatten it into a wicked thin edge, and then you launch the attack out with a simple swing. And with this being a void variation means that it will consume and erode what it touches, unless whatever the spell hits has enough strength to withstand the affect. (The spell translates into darkness sever)

Author's Note:

Heya, hope y'all enjoy this trailer, I had fun writing it and i hope y'all enjoyed reading it as well. If you have any advice or opinions feel free to comment or send me an ask. And if you really enjoyed it, feel free to reblog it or share it with your friends! With that i hope you all have a good day!

Oh yeah if you just found this post and are curious of who Orion is, here's a link

Orion bio

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beacon-sanctuary · 3 years

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Main Character Sheet 5

Name: Lin Su Wang

Biographic Info:

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Birthday: September 22nd

Zodiac: Virgo ♍

Height: 4'10" (147cm)

Eye color: Bronze

Hair Color: Jet Black

Beacon Info:

Class: Artificer

School Year: First

Occupation: Student

Club: none

Best Subject: magical robotics/engineering

Apperance:

He's a short human Artificer who sits at around 4'10" with pale skin and bronze sharp eyes. He bears silky raven black hair usually tied in a long pig-tail. The boy is usually seen wearing a jade-bluish emotive mechanized oni mask. When not in oni mode, the mask folds into a pair of goggles which seem to correct the boy's vision. Underneath the mask is a rather baby faced despite being in his late teens. He's often mistaken for, or is teased at being child much to his annoyance.

He is usually seen wearing a white hoodie with a black three strap harness across his chest. Around his arms and legs are seemingly metallic physical enhancers. Used to increase his strength and speed respectively. Across his waist is a blue dash which leads into a pair of baggy black shorts. And finally on his feet are a pair of brown work shoes.

Thanks to his angry or annoyed outbursts, or as others call them tantrums, he's given the name "baby demon" because they're the size of a baby and they got a demon's menace. As well as a monster mask. Though these tantrums usually occur when someone breaks their project, or when they call him a babyman or shortie.

Fun Facts:

Dominant hand: ambidextrous

Favorite Food: vegetables and tofu

Least Favorite Food: any junk food

Dislikes: being called a baby or short, magi, and whatever he finds annoying

Hobby: tinkering with scrap metal and parts. He loves to create whatever small thing comes to mind out of thrown away parts

Talent: he can identify and give a use for any part and tool with only a glance

Lin is usually seen wearing an oni mask he made himself out of scraps he found from his parent's shop

Lin often views and says things in a technical manner. Really believing that anything can be displayed in a structure and pattern

He is a very orderly person. Not really appearance whise but in structure and how he does things. Everything is organized and goes according to a rule and function. He absolutely hates chaos and tries to make all his inventions chaos proof

From what translations I saw, his name can mean unadorned imperial jade

Lin very much dislikes magi, when when compared to humans always tried to find a flaw or problem with what they do and how they act

He kind of has a superiority complex to them and often tries to be what he believes is an opposite to a magi

Machine like and orderly, not chaotic and foolish like magi

Though weirdly enough him and Salem do clash on the topic of magi and humans. Salem views Lin's hate and attitude to them as to be blunt, dumb and really annoying

"If you're going to complain at least actually do something to prove it"

Though as for Orion, he is both annoyed and at times perplexed by him, he is a magi who can be very orderly and pragmatic. Traits he values, but when it comes to say magic or something that gets the magi's curiosity soaring, Lin gets annoyed

The one character he constantly comes to blows so to speak with is eir, they're very much his direct opposite and the two often bicker, argue and on calmer days tease one another

Lin is also very much a neat freak, there will be no junk or unneeded space being taken up cause you are too lazy to be clean like an orderly person

Lin is prejudiced to magi, though this is more due to things within his past

#beacon #magi #my ocs #human #my oc art #orion #orion ironsi #eir #eir dana #salem #salem suzuki #lin #lin su wang #artificer #beacon sanctuary #beacon artificer #main character #my novel #plz reblog

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beacon-sanctuary · 3 years

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Rewrite time

Heya, I hope for those who follow this blog have enjoyed what I've made so far, but i'm just gonna be blunt and say I'm going to rewrite the story soon. So yeah look out for that, and of there's anyone who would like to join in when it happens, feel free to give a follow. Anyway i hope you all have a good day, thank you for supporting my story so far, i really appreciate it!

#beacon #magi #my ocs #beacon sanctuary #rewrite #human #my story #plz reblog #orion ironsi #eir dana #salem suzuki #theia sol #lin su wang

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beacon-sanctuary · 3 years

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Introduction 2:

Across the hall, the same question was asked to another class and to another child with a darker experience.

What is a beacon?

Definition(1.): Eir- A source of inspiration, and a valiant protector

Definition(2.):

Orion's Pov~

Huff, huff

Thoom, thoom

Ba-bump, ba-bump

Stomps and breaths, crackles and heartbeats, all of it and more pounded into my ears, smacking around my brain like a bean bag the more I ran. My legs screamed at me to stop, moaning and groaning from the strain as I felt fire in my chest. My lungs begged me to slow down and my mind-well it was the only thing I agreed with. I wanted all the noise to stop, just stop I can't think, I can barely see, everything is shaking i-im just. I'm just scared, everything isn't right ma an' dad are, for a second my vision blinked to a memory, oh I wanted to erase that memory along with the tears that stung my eyes. Crying could come later, i needed to see. I didn't want to ram into a tree woth that overcompensating tower of firewood. Though it seems of it wasn't the tears, that memory sure dod cover my eyes, bodies of ash, flames and-just thinking about it made me want to throw up. My stomach felt like it was getting punched and churned in a storm. And of I wasn't runnin' im sure I would've thrown up what bit of cake i had left in my gut.

Geez now even my mind and stomach were too annoyin', why can't I just go to sleep already and wake up from this nightmare!

The more I fought against my body the more the whispers slithered, sliding between my gasps and coiling around my thoughts as I could've sworn the darkness at the corber of my eyes grew darker. The voices whispered '

its alright, just stop you'll be fine in the dark~'

"Shut it!" I seethed, though thanks to earlier it was more like a croak. As if I was trying to talk with a neck o' sandpaper. And oh there goes the peanut gallery, never shutting up even now.

'Itll be alright, the void will take care of you. Just, drop, the, dead, weight~'

As if on cue I felt my shirt getting bundled, my chest getting wet, and I felt a shudder in my arms. Instantly cutting those voices to muffles i blinked and looked down, my sapphire eyes meeting a cloudy sky blue.

"O-Orion, mom and dad are back there we can't just-" as she talked i felt a lump ball in my throat. It felt like i swallowed a golf ball.

"Ali- listen it'll be alright I promise" cough-cough "well get ma an' pa later, just stick to me a'ight?"

With tears in her sky blue eyes, she looked like she was gonna mouth something but, in the end she just nodded and buried herself in my chest. Her hair starting to show a storm in her coils. Arcin' through her hair turning it black with arcs of grey lightning. I ruffled the back of her and patted her little wings. 'i'll be sure to protect you Ali, I promise ya on my life!'

And as a sick joke, seems the Lord was gonna test me to that then. Sending a surge of fear in my spine, I heard that shadow's cracked voice. It crackled like a fire place and sounded like two rocks rakin' against each other. And that dang golem wasn't happy to see it's meal runnin' off.

"Good kindling, boy and girl. Come here, just, like, parents."

The wetness at my chest got damper and I felt the shaky breaths from Alizeh rattling against me. If I could I would drag that danged fiery giant straight in the void myself for making her cry! But first i'd have to not burn, out of nowhere disrupting the damp grass that clung to my legs, soon I felt a searing heat sail over me, my mind spazed and shot out whatever magic i could. I felt like my stomach turned into a pump and suddenly all around me I felt heat fight against whatever cold my magic brought. But as I looked forwards, all I saw was that things true target. The trees, that cracking splinter tore through my ears as it fell atop me and Ali. I didn't know what'd would happen to me but I ain't care! If Ali survived that'd be enough for me!

Yanking Alizeh off my chest I felt her nails scratch away a part of my shirt, that iron grip still going strong I see and in the nick if time I tossed her across and dove to the other side. My pants and my shirt both catching a whiff of the flames but no matter how much they seared and made me feel like my body was getting pinned from the inside out. I slammed on the ground and thankfully the dew patted out what flames remained. Though worst than that, it felt like I was near breathless, each gasp I gave was me pleading to stay conscious. My body aches and groaned as all at once, dropping every bit of exhaustion on me now that i stopped. I could hardly move my hand and saw the stars on it dim right before my eyes. One by one as they twinkled away, i felt my sight drain away as those voices returned with a vengeance. Turning into a gale of overlapping voices and jeers. Giddy at my pain and hauntingly belittling me to let go, just sink in we'll protect you, she was only slowing you down, so annoying so loud, you'll finally rest and be free~

"Hush!" I growled my eyes snapped shut as I groaned trying to move towards Ali, the coues now fekt like a thousanf pound weight. Pushing and weighing down my head the more I tried to move. The more I looked up, I saw the golden approach Ali, it's hulking body thundering forward like a drunk lineback. Flashes of light seared into my eyes, lightning shot from Alizeh as she backed away, crying as a small ball of lightning surrounded her.

Only making that behemoth annoyed as its flaming body hovered over, giving a cruel smile as its tree trunk sized mits descended upon Alizeh. I felt sick i felt like my heart was gettibg ran over and stepped on like a piece if trash. 'Anyone but her, please don't please!' But to my pleading I received no answer but only hearing a muffled cry from ali fill my exhausted ears. But as I began to see only darkness I heard one kast thing echo across the trees

"Orion please save me!" After that, I heard only silence, and despite the oppressive heat that just surrounded us, I felt like i wss dumped in a pit if ice water. Whatever burns I had replaced with a space of cold, and burning golden replaced with a start sky. But faster than I could blink i felt a body ram into my own, as in a brief moment heat clawed at my back as me and Ali tumbled forwards. Far away from the golden as in my mind all the voices in my mind whispered 'blink'(1.) that cacophony of voices all spoke at onxe as i held Alizeh close to me. Whatever i did it didn't matter, if i was able to keep her safe even a bit before we pass that'll be enough.

But as we held each other we didn't feel the heat of death or heard the angry frians from the golem. Instead we heard one word cut through everything.

"Imperium!"(2.) And just like that, all that touched us was magic, it wasn't cold and uncaring like my own, nor was it overbearing and searing like the monster's. It was simply warm. Blinking open my eyes, I searched through my older bangs and saw just hovering a foot away from me and Alizeh was the golem's fiery paw. Steaming and sizzling against the barrier in front of us.

"My my my, you've definitely made a mess of things haven't you Golem?"

From the side unheard the sound of branches cracking as a figure swayed out of the darkness. The voice was muffled but it was clear to yell she was a woman. She towered over me and Ali and wore a black overcoat with a hood covering her water locks that brushed against her ornate plague mask decked out in black and silver as across her chest was a bandoleer of vials and bags each humming with magic.

Turning her fave to us, I locked eyes with her goggled eyes and hugged Alizeh closer to me. "Hey kid, do me a favor, taken your friend and move back a bit. Everything will be fine, I'm 99% sure on that, I'll run circles around this pig don't you worry. Now go on, move" motioning her head I groggily stood up, swallowing spit, I puffed out

"T-thanks, who are ya anyway?"

"I'm just an Alchemist strolling by, just go on I'll explain it to ya later kid. Might even teach you some magic later~" her voice was playful and calm no shakiness or even a hint of fear. Really it seemed like to her this was a regular night for her. But that last sentence, I'm almost kicking myself for getting that excited. But right, I gotta move. Nodding, I grunted and waded away from the battle, hearing one last thing before I left the splash zone.

"So big boy, what's the knowledge you have to show me?" And then after that, I sensed the clashing of magic ricking from behind me. Solar, water, earth, and more. Each of them echoed in the ground one after the other. I felt the rush of solar through the air, I could nearly grasp the structure of earth, and in my mind I waded through the flow of water.

Skidding to a halt I was sure my jaw would've dropped at what i saw. Glancing behind us, we both saw the Alchemist battling the Golem with ease. Every attack off the beast was dodged or answered with no effort. Each of her vials extinguished and tore its flames back on it. Like a ballerina she gracefully dodged and wove through every attack. Knowing it's movements 2 or more steps ahead than even the golem.

I stared in awe, she was so amazing, and here i was. Just scurrying away like scared spider knocked out of a web. I was useless, i couldn't protect Alizeh or mom or dad or even myself. I was useless! But as the cacophony trued to return, I felt a pair of meaty hands take across my face, snapping open I saw Alizeh taking her hands across my face. I was, crying

"Heheh" my chuckle sounded like a dying frog choked up and nothing but a croak. Hugging ali close to menu whispered "Thanks, Ali you're the best."

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After 5 minutes of watching the battle, eventually everything went silent. And soon there arrived the beacon. Holding something under her arm the closer she got. It looked like a -brown book or no, it was a tome. And as I saw her crouch to me I saw the cover. I knew that tome, flashing back to earlier I remembered my dad's words when he gave it to me today.

"Happy birthday kiddo, for our favorite little Alchemist, go on take it, I'm sure you'll make us proud." And now etched in black across the cover is a scorched hand print. All I had left of dad after today.

"Here kid, or rather Orion? I'm assuming that's your name thanks to this tome at least." Gingerly I took the book, my right hand raking across its cover, tracing the hand on the cover with my thumb, lost in thoughts and memories only catching bits of what the alchemist asked. Barely even feeling her pat on my shoulder.

"Do y'all have any family around here?" I shook my head, my throat way too tired to speak by now. I wanted to rest, and Alizeh dang sure deserved some right about now. "Well, fine, alright follow me, I got a place you two can stay at. Follow me kid"

Walking away with the Alchemist, I gazed at her back, then at the book, and finally at Alizeh. It was then I was sure of it, wiping away the tears welling up in my eyes I said this to myself. 'I'm adding this to my promise Ali, I promise to be a beacon so bright, nothing will ever get the drop on me, or us ever again. After all without knowledge, well just be stumbling through the dark. Hearing Alizeh begin to snore I preened open the book and read the first sentence.

"without creativity or knowledge, all we shall do is stumble in darkness. Use my light of knowledge to illuminate your own path"

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Definition(2.):Orion- a guide or protector to those who are lost and abandoned

Footnotes:

Blink: This is a unique spell to Orion, its a natural spell only he can use. It allows him to teleport short distances in a flash and moves quicker than a blink

Imperium: it's Latin for (in some translations) fortification or castle. This spell spawns a barrier around the caster or their chosen target

Golem: They're the second rank of shadows. They possess a limited amount of magic and intelligence. They're towering creatures infused with magic and are very much more difficult to deal with than common shadows. These are made after a community has had long lasting problems that fester and so A golem is made

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Beacon Sanctuary Masterpost

Story info:

Rewrite: introduction, (2)

Trailers: Orion,

Archives: Introduction, Chapter 1, Chapter 2,

Character sheets: Orion, Theia, Salem, Eir, Lin

Lore: Races, Magic

Beacon Classes: Alchemist, Guerrilla

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Beacon Sanctuary Class Lore: Alchemists

Beacons have been around since the first civilizations, but their effectiveness have waxed and waned with each culture and geography. But eventually, thanks to the efforts of many nations (either unknowingly or consciously), they pushed back the shadows and began to expand their borders at a rapid pace. No longer having to live in fear of spreading themselves too thin, at risk of having that ambition cut short by the shadows which stalk them.

But with expansion comes war. And eventually, when war came, the second World war nearly extinguished both races. So now Beacons are a much more solidified concept, and go about keeping shadows at a manageable level or to make sure there's a constant guard against another dark extinction event.

There are 5 schools of thought beacons are apart of.

Alchemists:

Basic Description: They are a class of beacons who philosophize and study Magic, as well as the world in the highest detail. They also experiment and test new possibilities with spells. They give hope through knowledge and uncovering the secrets of the world and are home to scientists and mages.

Class Symbol: Void owl in flight with a scroll and raw magic in its talons

They wanted to study and figure out its gears. To see how this force of magic ticked. But, this does not mean we've abandoned our predecessor's flame. Instead, we combine the reason and scientific understanding of alchemists with the creativity and imagination of those in the past.

Class Lore: There has always existed a group of people who studied magic. Be they a witch, wizard, sorcerer, or Warlock. They used and explored the capabilities of magic. But there has never been a group as similar to us as the Alchemists of old. Whereas our listed predecessors studied magic. It was in the form of spells and how to manipulate it. Alchemists share our more modern views

"You lot, hear me well for i shall only say this once. Alchemists are those who study and pick apart magic for all its worth. Besides our moniker of "youngest class" For as long as magi and humans have shuffled about, we've always been curious of this, little thing we call magic. Whether you believe our origins lie in the ancient wizards or warlocks, or even to those who we gained our name from. The alchemists, we are indeed both and neither of our predecessors, we fuse the scientific reasoning of Alchemists with the torrent of creativity and wanderlust of the wizards.

This blend is what we are, we as beacons who carry the light of knowledge. Illuminating the unknown for our fellow beings, giving them comfort in knowledge so that there shall be no more fear or irrational thoughts in their mind. But if you choose to follow this path, know this now, and burn it into that wasted potential that is your minds. If you have no passion, or hunger for finding the gears of our world and magic, then as soon as you enter my facility you shall be gone. I do not want to hear your complaining on its "too hard" or its "too boring" for if I see one hint of uninterest in your eyes, I'll throw you out myself. For if you have no passion or drive in your field what is the point of you? Now then, if you feel this is right for you, step forward, now."

Class Uniform:

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Beacon Sanctuary Incorrect quotes

Orion(sleep deprived with spider webs everywhere in the dorm): I've connected the dots! I've seen it!

Salem(face on desk,exhausted alongside him): You didn't connect shit Orio

Orion: shh salami I gottem connected!

Salem: you are a freaking idiot

Orion: Heheheh, I'm smug I admit, but i ain't a idiot salami~

Salem: oh I'll show you salami oreo

Sound of wheels spinning

Salem: no, no-no-no, Oreo you didn't

Orion: Heheheh, the dots were connected I had no other option~

Salem: that's it im getting the frozen meat!

Suddenly busting through the door, an Eir on a swivel chair~

Eir: I HEARD THE DOTS WERE CONNECTED!

Orion: PERFECT, EIR COME HERE THE DOTS WERE CONNECTED

Salem: THE SPIDER DIDN'T CONNECT ANYTHING

Eir: the connection of dots?

Orion: the dots of connection have we done

Eir: the connection of the dots have been made!

Salem: ugggh, i am going to bed, after that I'm smacking you both with frozen salami

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Chapter 1: Let’s Start Off School With a Shadow Fight

Introduction, Ch.2

Note from Headmaster Ortiz: No student or faculty was harmed in this event, please do not sue us, thank you

Soaring in the sky sits a behemoth of a vessel, it’s sleek, bronze metallic wings rake against the clouds while its pointed nose thrusts forward. Propelled by its ringed tail the airship makes its way towards a coastal fortress and university. It’s towering scarred walls topped with snow while within its fortification sits a number of sprawling buildings, each ranging from dusty ancient to sparkling present. Though once more returning to the vessel sits an excited person in a grey cloak. Bouncing and nearly jittering in their cushioned seat as they and many others gaze at the approaching settlement. This androgynous cloaked individual was rather short, hardly reaching five feet and surrounded by a number of taller and increasingly varied passengers. Some looked like regular humans, while others looked as if they were elements personified. People made of plants, clouds, fire, and even space dotted about the humans around them.

But this peaceful ride was briefly stopped thanks to large thump which shook the vessel, though before long two shots rang out like thunder overhead. Silencing the chatter in the hull as a static screech echoed from the intercom.

“Alright ya Lil’ twerps, whoever’s scared, or thinkin’ of anything worrisome, calm the heck down!” A gravelly voice grunted, “ ain’t tryin’ to have a war this close to the academy, so whoever ya are-hug somebody or somethin’!” said the annoyed captain who grumbled something like you, Yella-belly kids, today before turning off the mic.

And right after that, the storm of chatter returned, as the grey cloaked individual hand snaked around a cool, galaxy patterned die. Fondling it in their tawny hand as they slightly winced at all the noise, but still, despite all this, they still looked on with excitement as they now began their descent. With a whine in its gears, the ship landed among a cleared out space, folding its wings into its frame as a ramp eases down. And in a flash, the cloaked individual rushed to exit the ship but before they reached the ramp they were cut off by a boy in a jade Oni mask, stopping in their tracks as they gave a small chuckle and apologized.

“Hehe, Whoops-sorry about that, got excited, Oh! Right, the name’s Eir by the way what’s yours?”

The boy in return only gave them a tsk, walking down the ramp, with one long rat tail flopping every way, in fact, it nearly struck Eir in the face. Eir, now squinting in confusion and annoyance was about to give him a piece of their mind but was quickly silenced by the now shoving crowd behind them. Now, as everyone has finally gotten off the airship, the group of teenagers now found themselves staring up at a towering, barrel-chested man who’s brown overcoat was nearly too small for his arms. His light brown face has a jovial smile, beaming with joy among his brown-grey bush that was his beard. And honestly, he looked messy, hair and beard were disheveled, didn’t tuck in his dress shirt, pants were too baggy, etc etc. Fists on his hips the headmaster drew in a large breath and said,

“Welcome to The Academy future Beacons of the world,!” he boomed to everyone’s bewilderment “Bully on you for keeping up to good fight, I hope you will enjoy your time here with fondness and memories that shall last to the end of your days! I am headmaster Micah Ortiz! Headmaster Izusa is in the main building now, making the final preparations for your innagura-” Seeing a tawny hand raised he paused before saying “ah yes child, do you have a question?” he yelled at a shocked and blinking Eir.

“Uhh, Headmaster, can ya tone it down a bit, I don’t think my ears can take it” they pleaded to the now confused headmaster.

“Nonsense child, this is my inside voice! Hahaha, but if you prefer, I’ll try and lower myself to a whisper!” Which in his case was normal talking volume, as in Eir’s mind they had a newfound fear, what the heck is his outside voice then? “Now as I was saying, your inauguration is just in front of you, now then,” with two claps of his hands a row of floating blue flames made a path forward, leading the group towards their destination. And as they began their march forward, Eir with stars in their eyes excitedly bounded towards the headmaster.

“Oh! Headmaster, can you do magic?!” they asked excitedly to a hearty chuckle

“Hahaha, no I’m afraid, I’m a human as well my child, I only activated the trigger, now Izusa, she is indeed a magi, so be on the look for her, if she, shows herself that is” he spoke less enthusiastically at the last part. To this answer, Eir groaned disappointingly but immediately perked up into a bit of confusion at the last statement, shrugging and just assuming the headmaster was being weird again they continued the march as the Headmaster continued to talk, almost as if he needed no air with how long he went on. But finally, they reached the main building, it seemed like a regular university, wide brick building with beautiful Greco-Roman inspired architecture, but unlike most this too has many scars across its walls. And around its structure were an assortment of runes, etched into the earth around it, all humming with a rainbow of magic energy, while on its flanks were two cannons and automagic guns respectively.

Making their way through the wooden double doors, they saw a moving mural across its walls, an owl soared forward in the sky with a scroll and magic in each talon, its space patterned body leaving a multicolored trail in its arc, as jutting up from the ground stood a bi-horned lion atop a jagged cliff of rocks which transitioned into a new form. A monkey made of ink hung from its tail painting another splatter of art which revealed a flaming nine-tailed fox, growling and sneering as in its stalk, ultimately gave way to unicorn stampeding forward, blazing the path with a storm left in its wake. Most of the people looked upon this mural with awe, as they began to follow the headmaster to the last of the blue flames, creaking open the dual doors, the headmaster ushered the students to their seats, but surprisingly, a few rows were already filled by a number of other students before. And in Eir’s case, they got sat beside a boy with a messy Afro and skin that was black as the night sky with a blue nebula patterned across his body. He looked like an embodied, specifically the void it seemed. His black sclera sapphire eyes gazed at Eir with brief interest before he gave them a back nod saying,

“Sup, names Orion” he said nonchalantly, his baritone voice had a slight drawl to it as he spoke

“Heya, I’m Eir, nice to meet ya, guess you’re from the south huh?” Eir was kicking themselves for that, dang it books, why didn’t you teach me conversation skills they thought as Orion gave them a chuckle as he said

“Heheh, Naw, brah, toootally from California maaan~” he smirked playfully as Eir scoffed,

“Oh I do declare, you’ll have to forgive good sir, I had no idea” they fired back with an accent of their own, and then afterward the two began to hit it off as the loud headmaster joined a bored-looking woman. Her skin was a deep brown and bore wood-like patterns, while in contrast her “Hair” was made of an assortment of fall colored leaves with a green vine wrapping around her head, it seems most of her hair matched the winter season as beyond this short canopy of hair are two yellow-black rams horn. She wore a tattered patchwork hooded brown cloak and some formfitting pants with a pair of cowboy boots. But the thing that was the most shocking about her was that she was armed to the teeth. At her back was a hunting rifle and bow, across her waist was a utility belled with bullets, a grappling hook, a pistol, and a knife. Oh, and she had a quiver strapped to her left thigh.

Headmaster Ortiz made his way atop the stage as he stood in front of two podiums, and five other individuals sitting on both wings of said structures. One was made of metal, and painstakingly crafted with many details, meanwhile the other seemed to erupt from the ground in a mixture of branches, roots, and vines to make a podium made of plant life with at its base, a single arrow made of wood and vines impaled to the stage floor.

As the students began to chatter once more Headmaster Ortiz began to sigh fondly, but as he was about to say something he saw Izusa get up with a pistol in hand, eyes widening, he mouthed no, as he caught eyes with the masked headmaster who only rolled her eyes before, bang, bang two shots from her revolver rang out, silencing the kids as she motioned them towards her fellow master, who was massaging his head for a moment, whether it was from stress or the sound no one knew.

“A-ahem, thank you Headmaster Izusa, for that sporting assistance in starting things off. Children, thank you for your patience, I am sure you’re all excited to begin your time as beacons in training, or in other words, Torches. Bully for you! All of you are about to carry a long history on your backs, one spanning from the earliest formation of Humans and Magi, the beacons to fight against the shadows which plague our peoples since our incep-”

“Alright let’s get down to the point, what classes will y’all be? Alchemist, Guerilla, Artificer blah blah blah” Izusa interrupted with a hand on her hip to which she saw Micah cough into his hand

“Very well put Headmaster Izusa, as you’ve just heard Beacons indeed have a number of fields, five of which to be exact which we specialize in. And now, please welcome to the stage our professors!” One by one five teachers strolled forward, and as each person walked into the light, each headmaster traded introductions.

“Professor, Alexander Blum!” Leaning back from his non-mic, the Headmaster motioned his arm to present a man with large wild silver locks with the strongest cheekbones you’ve ever seen across his pale, wrinkled skin. He dressed in a black overcoat with red velvet lining. Each of his steps echoed across the wooden stage as his amber eyes stared through every student with a ruthless analysis.

“After Mr.Grumpy over there we have, Alto Jackson, the Artificer professor” Izusa droned as with clicking heels, there now stands a middle-aged man with dark brown skin and a short cloud where his hair should be, and arcing through said black cloud were arcs of grey lightning, his relaxed sky blue eyes studied the kids with a calm smile across his face, jazzily tapping he nodded at the two headmasters as they continued

“Professor of the Guerilla class, Arthur Dutch!” Micah said as a fair-skinned man with a dust-stained black cowboy stalked forward, flipping a knife lazily in his hand before tipping his hat with a whistle in the kid’s direction. And at his side walked stood an Asian woman with a long raven braid spilling across her shoulder while she wore a flowing coat which stretched to her thighs with a metal-plated skirt above her dark grey pants tucked into a pair of combat boots, as at her side are two blades, sheathed on her left hip. One a katana and the other a tanto. She bore a playful grin and with a light chuckle politely waved at the students

“Professor Cahira everyone, go on Headmaster Megaphone lets get to the fun part”

“Hahahaha, very well, last but not least allow me to introduce Professor Aisha El-Said” And after his words, a woman wearing a green hijab stood in the middle of the teachers with a pair of goggles atop her head, while the rest of her clothes were a fusion of comfortable and durable. At her waist was a collapsed jade staff flowing with magic energy. With a booming clap, the human headmaster began to speak/yell once more,

” As my co-Headmaster said, it is indeed time for the fun part. Our professors have made a special treat for all of you. Thinking it not sporting to have you all choose without any incentive, they’ve decided to give you a demonstration so to speak, now then, Headmaster Izua, if you would do the honors!” smirking wickedly Izusa upholstered her rifle and shot three bullets into the air above everyone, but when they expected to hear nothing, the sound of metal getting struck whiled their head around every which way, as the sound of monstrous growling and ear-splitting cries sounded behind them as in an instant, a pack of shadows surged towards the students, appearing similar to deranged, inky black coyotes, but before even a hair of the shadows touched them, massive roots broke through the earth and ensnared the shadows, as looking upon the stage, they saw Professor Blum with a conductor stick in hand was leading the trees like a masterful orchestra.

And after writing in the air an orange circle of runes burned in the sky, as he took in a deep breath and blew a plume of fire towards the trapped shadow, incinerating it and the root to ashes. Fixing his cuff-links, he stiffly raised his stick into the air as an assortment of rocked erupted above, but in an instant, the patters of feet sounded as Cahira dashed atop the newly erected rock mass, slicing one coyote in half, before instantly kicking one to the earth, rolling in the air she launched her blade towards the stunned form of the shadow as it pierced its body instantly as she gracefully landed upon the pommel of her blade, as it now sits among the inky remains of the shadow as she patted Eir on the head.

Flicking his hat Arthur snapped his hands to his side as in between each knuckle now sat eight knives, each flowing with black-purple energy. Throwing his blades one after another he caused each one to ricochet off the other, sending them arcing at multiple other shadows, impaling each through the head without breaking a sweat. But right when they were about to move again, the energy encased them rapidly before they were destroyed in an instant. It seems despite his appearance, Arthur was a void magi. And to his left, there was Alto, digging in his tuxedo’s chest pocket he pulls out a paintbrush and dabs it twice on the paint-stained cloth on his waist, and as some shadows were about to attack some students he drew two clouds of paint in the sky and blew them forward as they surrounded the students and rained fire and lightning respectively on the shadows.

And while this was happening, Aisha launched her uncollapsed javelin at the shadows and impaled one to the ground, hopping off the stage, she landed next to her staff and lifted it from the ground, with the shadow still attached she twirled and swung it at the other pack member, careening them both to the base of the stage before spearing them through. Another coyote tried to bite at her but she slammed the other end of her staff upon its head, destroying it instantly. And now there stood each professor, each finished with their assailant, each seemingly saying now choose.

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Chapter 2: Class decisions and dorm warfare for the win!

introduction, Ch.1

Note to self: next time Bean and Merlin fight, get popcorn, and maybe grab wall rubble, I’m not a hoarder, scouts honor~

I looked up at the teachers with stars in my eyes, everyone was so cool! Plus, I got a head pat-so that’s even better! Ugh, why’d you guys have to make so hard to choose a class, hmmm let’s put our suspects, up shall we? Looking at the professors, I saw the grumpy Alchemist guy, his pale wood patterned skin shone in the lights above as once more those dang amber eyes of his bore into my mind. Like chill man, how can putting a baton in your jacket be mind warfare?! Huff, he looked so cool during the show but ehhh, too strict for me.

Well, Rasputin’s a no I guess, number 2, Louis Armstrong, seems like a fun guy, buuut I have no musical talent, got two left feet, voice sounds like a banshee bleh, ain’t a good fit. It’s not you Louis it’s me, sorry man. Onto suspect 3, Hobo Billy the kid, chill, kinda dusty, but I’m not stealthy, wouldn’t have light-up shoes if I was after all. Suspect 4 come on down! Here we have Joan of Arc, awesome sword wielder and dealer of cherished head pats, 9/10 we might have a winner here people.

Now onto suspe-oh no megaphone man’s back, just in case, I pulled my beanie over my ears, no hearing loss for me.

“Ah, jolly good show everyone! It was quite a sight to see, I must say, now children, if that display did not solidify your choice-well buck up! We’ve decided to allow our professors the chance to remind you of their profession and the meaning behind each class! And remember no class is better or worse than the ot-”

“Guerillas are best, don’t listen to the loudspeaker” Izusa jabbed in

“Heheheh, Izusa I am glad for your class pride still runs deep, but we are headmasters, after all, we need to be unbiased! Let our bright youths decide for themselves!”

“Unbiased, you have your freaking Knight necktie on” She fired back motioning to his stripped blue silver tie which he straightened.

“Well, of course, one must never forget their roots after all, and even though I myself favored our knights here, this is not-” Before he could finish, a sharp “Shush” interjected. Professor Blum strode forward hand massaging his temple.

“If we listen to this squabble any longer, we shall not move anywhere, and I would like to return to my facility before night comes if you don’t mind.” Fixing his overcoat, the amber eyes of the earth magi quickly returned to the crowd, piercing them with a cool stare as he began to speak once more.

“To you lot” he admonished us snapping his arm, “Listen well, for I shall only say this once. Despite what the news or the media has led you to believe, Alchemists are those who study and pick apart the gears of magic and the world for all its worth.” When he said news and media he spat out each word as if it were venom in his mouth, and as he began to go on, the methodical style of his speech began to ebb more into a stately passion.

“We are no mere scientists, we are alchemists! The fusion of creativity and scientific reasoning to understand, this little thing we call magic. Despite the moniker of “Youngest class,” Human, Magi, or whatever in between that’s shuffled about on this rock has always been curious of this force in our world. Whether you trace our origins to the wizards and warlocks of old, or to the Alchemists of which we’ve gained our title, we are both and neither of our predecessors!”

Pacing a bit, he calmed his voice back down as he continued on, “Were our ancestors simply explored the capabilities or tried to pick apart magic for their own uses, we have a different goal. We carry the light of knowledge, illuminating the unknown for our fellow people so that they may find comfort in said findings. If you choose this path, burn this into your mind! If you have no passion or hunger for finding the secrets of magic and our world, then as soon as you enter my facility, you. shall. be. Gone! I do not want to hear your complaining, “Oh it’s too hard,” or, “ Oh, it’s too boring” for if I see one hint of uninterest in your eyes, I'll throw you out myself! For if you have no passion or drive in your field what is the point of you? Now then,”

After a long sigh, he quietly composed himself, “if you feel this is right for you, step forward now.” he crooned out. And to my left, I felt a rustle beside me Orion groaned up and walked towards the old magi, he gave me a two-finger salute and lazily walked forward. And as everyone saw him go, bit by bit more people stood in front of Rasputin, as each was handed some black clothes in a bag. And as if on cue, a sharp whistle broke the silence, bringing all our eyes on Billy the kid.

“Alright, kiddos eyes on me for a sec’. Thanks to ole grandpa given that essay, I’ll be straight with ya. Guerillas are the rebels, outlaws, anarchists, or whatever they call us now. Where there's some rules we break 'em, were there's laws we go past 'em. We be the judge of those in power, that roarin' flame under they feet that keep our leaders in check. And if they go too far, well, this lil' fire finna burst into an inferno I'll promise ya that. If ya got freedom and rebellion in ya chest. We yo people, see a riot, we in there, see a protest, we in there, and if you see a revolution? Hoo boy, you sure as heck know we in there! We carry the light of freedom and change, always there to stop a leader if they go too far and if they do, we gon' hold 'em accountable and make somethin' new. If my words struck home, we be happy to have ya, welcome to the family kiddos.” legs dangling over the stage the professor watched as the future Guerillas approached, heck even one girl flew up and gave a high five to him. Thanks to her wings, she was an air magi, had some golden-brown wings and storm grey hair, and perched atop the stage as her classmates rushed up too.

At my right, I heard a grunt as freaking Joan of Arc hopped off her pommel and kicked the sword in her hand like it was nothing! Yup, definitely joining her I don’t care what anyone says-Imma be a knight!

“Heh, alrighty, may as well start, hmph” She grunted, holding her sword in a rigid pose. If I’m being honest her face looked like she was constipated “to be a knight you be gallant, focused measured precise and powerful, my children take up arms your calling is nye it is time for a crusade! We shall take back the holy land,Deus vult, DEUS VU-pfffft, heheheh, sorry I had to” she chuckled leaning on her sheath “Oh, that never gets old, ok serious time now” she took in a breath to speak but

“Ah, it seems the impossible did happen, you being serious” Rasputin interjected walking past her, to this he received a light snicker

“Listen I can be serious sometimes, on occasion, when I feel like it, every few years. But, as I was saying before mister essay interrupted me, Knights are old as heck alright, we’re the first beacons, defend people for generations, all that good stuff. But just cause we got knight in our name, don’t mean we’re Chivalrous, glistening warriors who vanquish evil to the ends of the earth that’s only a third of the pie, we’re not just warriors, we’re healers and guardians kids. The sword, shield, and healing hand, we become that light. We guard against the dark and give people a haven. In more than one way! So,” she said resting her sword over her shoulders,

“If you want to be a knight, grab some chainmail and a tunic from the stage and come to my class tomorrow. I’d be happy to have you” She winked strolling out. Yeeep, I’m all in let’s freaking go! I cheered in my mind, but I had a feeling I had a dopey smile on my face all the same.

After that, not much else happened, learned about the other two classes, Artificers, basically artists, builders, and all that fun stuff that entertains or helps people. And seekers, explorers, and stuff, always run headfirst into the unknown and hard to pin down. But by the end I got some bag of clothes and a rune stone. It was a smooth navy-blue rock with a messed-up F burnt into it. It felt warm and hummed a bit in my hand as I turned a bit, it was like a weird magic compass to my dorm I guess, this is so cool! Welp, into your prison-I mean my bag little guy. As I was putting my stone back in my bag, a gun shot made me nearly drop it on the ground.

“Gah! what is this, give Eir a heart attack day?!” I mumbled clamping my stone as Headmaster Ortiz cleared his throat.

“Knights, Alchemists, Seekers, Guerillas, and Artificers, thank you all for continuing in the protection of Human-Magi kind. This is the first step of your journey as Beacons! For even having the courage to step up this far, you should be proud! Bully indeed for you! I already can see great potential in all of you, all I can say is good luck, and may your lights always shine bright.” He finished his final speech and gave us all a hearty laugh and warm smile before walking into the back as Izusa made her way to speak.

“Alright Torches, like the headmaster megaphone said, this is your start, remember you all wanted this, so get ready, tomorrow starts four years of hell, have fun~” she sang away into the darkness from whence she came.

After the speeches of fluff and doom we all dispersed to our new dorms, which for some freaking reason was on the of the fort! School’s in the middle, makes sense, access to everything, but the dorms. At the very edge of the freaking coast, who designed this and where can I smack them with my bag? I’m going helicopter them so bad won’t know what hit them. But still, I walked to my dorm. Weird F rune dash 5 as the stone in my hand vibrated more and more the closer I got to my door. The jade-gold rune patterned carpet sat atop a shining wood floor and the air had a scent of strangely chocolate, and fire?

“Who’s burning something?” I thought aloud, but right as the words came out of my mouth, the wall right across from me shattered as a flaming girl bulldozed through while a hand patted me on the head. Whirling my head from side to side I saw Orion standing besides me snickering at the dragon girl. She had two jagged black horns sticking out of her messy flame like curls. She was short but had a stocky frame, I think I even saw a few muscles if I’m being honest. And as I saw her gold eyes stare daggers at Orion(nickname still pending) a wicked smile seared across her face, disrupting the red scales upon her cheeks.

“Orio get back over here so I can hit ya!” She growled in her rough voice, to which Orion strolled across from me with a playful shrug

“nahhh, don’t really feel like it sunflower, good offer though, you’re getting’ better at em, I’m proud!”

“Tsk, I told ya before, I ain’t no little flower, I am the sun!” she yelled crouching down for probably another charge. Orion chuckled as he held his free hand at his ear

“Uh, say that again white dwarf, I ain’t hear ya~” he teased, and at that my eyes even glared at him,

“Please don’t my ears have suffered enough for a day!” I groaned,

But as at the girl, it seemed like she physically had a tick mark on her head as the whole room heated up to 90 degrees. I had to take off my hat and fan myself, what the freak did he say to make her that mad? But unfortunately, I got no answer as the girl barreled forward with a battle cry. Careening towards Orion before I saw him poof out of existence in a blue flash before reappearing behind the solar magi. He placed a hand on her back and caused it to steam, but what instantly caught my attention was two words that slithered from his mouth.

“Liga Hostem” he said, and yanked his hand back as multiple black and blue chains wrapped around the girl, battling against the fire and the light she gave off. Making the hallway as wicked battle of heat and cold. Gasping from excitement I rapidly said

“You used a binding spell! It’s not the full incantation but that’s still awesome! Wait, your element doesn’t usually go into that unle-“

“let’s save this for later, I ain’t tryin’ be bbq magi over here” to further his point the girl took in a deep breath and bellowed out a stream of flames in the boy’s direction, cursing under his breath Orion slammed his hand on the ground and cried

“Fortifico!” as a black and blue hexagon of swirling void, blocked the incoming flames, and as soon as the barrier was released, the girl charged forward with an knee aimed at Orion’s fac, he rolled back and threw a punch at her stomach, but she brushed it to the side. Back and forth they parried and dodged each other’s blows like clockwork. Oh I wish I had popcorn, this is so good, but sadly before the fight could continue, the door behind me slammed open as I saw a baby face looking Asian guy with, a long, rat tail… Oh its him, time to give him a piece of my wait why is he my dorm mate?!

“QUIET” the pale faced boy roared, on his face was now a pair of jade, metallic looking goggles, and as soon as he looked at the two magi his face grew a face of sheer disgust. “Ugh, just typical of their kind, arrogant and loud beyond measure. You two, cease this disturbance immediately, I am trying to work. “ he screamed in his childlike voice waving a large wrench at the two.

“Hey, angery baby man, shush.” Said angery baby man looked agasp and was about to say something before I said

“Oi, ya owe me an apology from earlier, what was your deal?” I demaded looking over my shoulder

“just my luck, of course I’m roomed with you of all people.” He rolled his eyes

“Me of all people?! Square up baby man, lets go!”

“First of all, I am not, a baby man. My name is Lin Su-Wang, and I am not fighting a munchkin.”

And this is how this went for like thirty minutes, four people either fighting or yelling at each other before, nothing, I really can’t remember what happened afterwards, only thing is I woke up with a pain in my neck for some reason. Weird, buuut yeah, this was one interesting first day.

Day one-completed! :)

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