[center][h1][color=8882be]Lumen Kresnik[/color][/h1]
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Mrs. Tholl continue her lesson while Lumen delved deeper into his thoughts. She did mention something along the lines of points or whatever and continued expanding on what was said, but Lumen didn't much place attention to it. There was something peculiar about it all, if one were to think about such in earnest. Their reason for coexisting in this world would amalgamate to keeping a balance. Lumen could only guess that the balance is that which keeps things stable within what's considered real. Magic in the other hands seems to both be damaging the world as it is keeping it alive... It's as if a disease was the primary staple that was causing one to live. Almost poetic in a sense, but that just rose the question of it all. What was causing such distraught? This had become the world's largest mystery. Of course that is if we considered the parameters are that a source even exists, if not we could only conclude that magic in itself is the damaging substance which causes a shift in the balance. A grin rose on Lumen's lips as the thought began to complicate itself, the information was too shallow and he couldn't come to any feasible conclusions, he tapped his temple with gentle blithe knowing the circumstances would escalate if action was not taken. The fear he sensed originally when noting the presence of death still lingered through his core, but there was something much more potent boiling through such sentiments which birthed a sense of courage through Lumen. A sense of curiosity about uncovering the truth... Would this mean he would become the means that would shift the balance? 

His thought were cut off by a slamming of the door, a student came in, sweat dripping down his temple as he spoke between heavy breaths. He was late... Lumen witnessed the strange youth walk shamefully towards his desk, trying to avoid the inevitable gaze of his peers who all murmured about the spectacle that had just unfolded. This boy is known as... Trey? He seemed to have noted the wolf who gnawed at the table, like the ferocious animal that it was and it beckoned on Trey something fearful. Lumen could read it on this boy's gaze, he felt like coming late was a mistake. Anyone would be caught off guard by such a sight. Indeed, this class was one of mysteries and oddities alike. Nothing here made much sense when you place it on a periphery. All here seems awkward and out of place, but it was in fact as normal as it could get. Lumen smiled as the teacher delivered a stern response to this student's tardiness. Such then followed by what seemed to be a more... hopeful exchange, they didn't have to be potent magic users at the end result, they could become whatever they wanted, labor in whatever they pleased. This... Seemed odd to Lumen, but yet all the more intriguing. His ambitions were shallow, to be honest. They held as much passion as a child striving for the next thing that'll keep him entertained. Lumen merely wanted to understand the secrets of the world, to solve the mysteries of old and new, to understand that which he doesn't and see things he hasn't. 

He doesn't care about everything else, he doesn't care about the monetary... He's lived without such for years. All his life, actually. He wanted to help Kresnik see what's beyond the first life. And this flame here, that which he could conjure at his behest, would be a stepping stone to witness the grandeur which lies withing the dangerous. He couldn't die until then, but... strangely, death roamed across his campus. Perhaps Lumen should be the first to understand this mystery... The teachers seem to be hiding it exclusively for their own protection. Or maybe even... for their own gain? 

The bell rang, signifying lunch time. Lumen placed his hood back and smile rose on his lip. It was time to proceed with the day. What should he do other than eat?