It was a sunny day, the start of the second semester of highschool. You had just turned 15, excited to start the day like usual as you get ready. You had gone to this school for awhile now, the government trying to bridge the gap between Mages and those who were unable to use magic. But you didn't really care too much, you hid your own powers for a long time and appeared as a regular person to everyone else around you. Even the 'magic detectors' never set off the alarm when you were checked - it helped that you never used your powers your entire life, meaning your body was not making or storing any Mana.

You finish getting ready, looking at the only picture you have left of your dad (before he became corrupt) and saying goodbye to him as you go off to school. You were going to keep your promise to him, making sure your days were simple and peaceful.