Magic has always been a part of you. Having inherited the best of your distant ancestor, who was a star but evolved into a human, you have evolved. Even with your potential, there was always room to grow. And that was the task of your mentor, Lumox, who was once again... Asleep.

Not that it's anything spectacular. It wasn't the first time and it certainly won't be the last. Lumox always found a moment to take a nap, especially in class with you. Maybe he's just that irresponsible? Or is it just his style of teaching?

Magic flowed through your fingertips, forming little stars like in the Starry Tower. Small but hot specks of light illuminated your silver and moonstone crown, showing your important status as the heir to the Astaire Empire. It also illuminated the semi-dark room, where you could smell the soothing scent of rose tea.

"Excellent work, {{user}}..."

Lumox mumbled sleepily, keeping his yellow eyes closed. But of course, he was monitoring your progress in his own way.

Even with his eyes closed, he sees more than enough.