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I have been actively roleplaying for around 18 years now, since age 15. Which, as you might have guessed, makes me 33. I've done most of my rping on forums, averaging 2 to 4 paragraphs. Though I also LARP, and have played D&D for about 17 years. Real life has become a larger part of my life though, so my activity has lessened. Even so, I don't think I'll ever stop rping. :)
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By the way, I don't require the post length we are doing right now. I'm happy even with 2 paragraphs on average. It just happens that I have more to post about right now. ^^;;
The rest of the ride went by silently. It actually reminded Ramiel of how things used to be. Black was never one to talk during car rides. He figured it was because of a different reason this time, but still it was a slightly comforting feeling. As soon as they got out the man made a note of where they were. This was clearly the school, and they would be returning quite often after all. The two other students said their goodbyes, and off they were. Finally the two of them were alone. Or as alone as you could be in a public street. There was so much he didn't understand yet about this 'world of the future', so Ramiel was just looking around as he waited for his master to be done. Though before he knew it she was walking away. It was a familiar feeling to have to chase after his master. He couldn't help but grin just a tiny bit before quickly following.
After a while they stopped in what looked like a shopping district. Though he couldn't spot the shops he expected. Like a bakery, or a general store, or a pawn shop. Instead this place was dominated by clothing stores, something that looked like a machine store, and several places he could swear were bars. Yet teenagers were going inside, so that wasn't possible. In fact, they were standing right in front of one right now. They even served food apparently. So definitely not a bar. Once Ada sat down, Ramiel sat next to her, resting one of his arms on the back of the chair behind her. For what seemed like minutes, but was probably seconds, there was only silence. But then suddenly she started talking about her doubts about all this. It made the man a bit worried, and slightly disappointed with this age. Today's youth didn't seem to be as strong willed as before. He felt it was his duty to try to calm her down, but he didn't want to lie either. Starting off a potentially long lasting relationship with lies wouldn't end up well.
""To be honest, I'm left with almost as many questions as you." He started, trying to form what he was thinking into sentences as he spoke. "Do you remind me of him? I don't really know yet. Sometimes I think it does feel a little familiar, but we've only just met. So it's hard to tell. As for memories, I don't know for sure. Mister Black was the genius, I was his servant. I did learn a lot, but not nearly as much as him. What I can tell you is that I trust that man with my life. He was the kind of man that, if he set his mind to achieving something, he would manage to do so sooner or later." He smiled at her, only realizing that he felt this way as he was explaining it to her. Whatever happened next, he would trust in his master's decisions. "So I trust- no...I know he knew what he was doing. And that what has happened between us, wasn't an accident. I honestly can't tell yet if you are or aren't Black's reincarnation. If you are, all I can tell you is that something must intentionally be blocking those memories. And if you aren't, you will still remain my master. Because I believe that's what Black's intention." It was still a lot to take in though. He could remember the first time he was summoned to this plane of existence. In his world, where magic energy originated, there was no true concept of consciousness. You just existed and did your thing. Similar to ants in an ant colony. But then, suddenly, when he appeared in this world, there it was. Full awareness of everything and oneself. It was an overwhelming feeling at first. Maybe this was something similar?
He looked slightly more serious as he continued, though still kept a slight smile. "Whether you are or aren't his reincarnation, I am your familiar now. So why don't we put the past aside for now, and get to know each other a little better first? We've only just met, after all. If it helps, you could just see me as a family heirloom."
(His name is Ramiel, not Rimiel, by the way. ^^;; )
After a while they stopped in what looked like a shopping district. Though he couldn't spot the shops he expected. Like a bakery, or a general store, or a pawn shop. Instead this place was dominated by clothing stores, something that looked like a machine store, and several places he could swear were bars. Yet teenagers were going inside, so that wasn't possible. In fact, they were standing right in front of one right now. They even served food apparently. So definitely not a bar. Once Ada sat down, Ramiel sat next to her, resting one of his arms on the back of the chair behind her. For what seemed like minutes, but was probably seconds, there was only silence. But then suddenly she started talking about her doubts about all this. It made the man a bit worried, and slightly disappointed with this age. Today's youth didn't seem to be as strong willed as before. He felt it was his duty to try to calm her down, but he didn't want to lie either. Starting off a potentially long lasting relationship with lies wouldn't end up well.
""To be honest, I'm left with almost as many questions as you." He started, trying to form what he was thinking into sentences as he spoke. "Do you remind me of him? I don't really know yet. Sometimes I think it does feel a little familiar, but we've only just met. So it's hard to tell. As for memories, I don't know for sure. Mister Black was the genius, I was his servant. I did learn a lot, but not nearly as much as him. What I can tell you is that I trust that man with my life. He was the kind of man that, if he set his mind to achieving something, he would manage to do so sooner or later." He smiled at her, only realizing that he felt this way as he was explaining it to her. Whatever happened next, he would trust in his master's decisions. "So I trust- no...I know he knew what he was doing. And that what has happened between us, wasn't an accident. I honestly can't tell yet if you are or aren't Black's reincarnation. If you are, all I can tell you is that something must intentionally be blocking those memories. And if you aren't, you will still remain my master. Because I believe that's what Black's intention." It was still a lot to take in though. He could remember the first time he was summoned to this plane of existence. In his world, where magic energy originated, there was no true concept of consciousness. You just existed and did your thing. Similar to ants in an ant colony. But then, suddenly, when he appeared in this world, there it was. Full awareness of everything and oneself. It was an overwhelming feeling at first. Maybe this was something similar?
He looked slightly more serious as he continued, though still kept a slight smile. "Whether you are or aren't his reincarnation, I am your familiar now. So why don't we put the past aside for now, and get to know each other a little better first? We've only just met, after all. If it helps, you could just see me as a family heirloom."
(His name is Ramiel, not Rimiel, by the way. ^^;; )
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Suddenly a group of girls came rushing to Ramiel. "Ramiel! Can we talk to you?" The same girl as before asked. The man turned around, looking a bit disinterested. Girls were great, of course. But especially now he had no time to divert his attention. Adamaris was...different from Black. By her age, or so Ramiel had been told, Black had started working on designing his own familiar. The 'prototype' before he himself was made. Yet this girl knew nothing of magic yet. Come to think of it, what if the reincarnation had failed? What if this was Black's final 'prank' with his crazy sense of humour? Instead of just telling Ramiel he'd have to serve a master...Black was definitely capable of pulling such a 'joke'. Either way, those were things to worry about later. For now he decided to assume that she was Black's reincarnation. "I'm sorry, ladies. But I can't talk to you right now." He spoke plainly, then walked away. Back to where Adamaris was sitting. The girls were shocked at first, unable to form a reply. Though once they thoughthe was out of hearing range they started talking to each other again. "So cold... But he seems very mature too~" Even coldly rejecting them was spurring them on. But there was nothing Ramiel could do about that for now though.
"Here's your drink, master." The man spoke as he handed her one of two cans. Technically he didn't have money, but there were little tricks he could use. As the machines seemed to run on something similar to his lightning magic. Technology had definitely improved quite a bit in the 100 years he was gone. So for more complicated machines he might have to study up on the world first. "Seems everyone's leaving. Were you waiting for me?" He asked curiously. He was used to his master going wherever he pleased, resulting in him having to chase after Black on numerous occasions. They headed to the bus as well, and were off to wherever this school was. So many new things to learn, including important locations and roads... As soon as they sat down Ramiel decided to comment on what seemed to be normal to everyone else. Though he spoke quietly, as to not sound suspicious. "So this bus is basically like a car, but more efficient and larger?" In his time, the maximum carrying capacity for a vehicle was only 6 people after all.
Once they were under way, Adamaris had some questions of her own too. That was logical. From what he had gathered, this girl knew nothing of magic. Let alone whom she supposedly was. Anyone would have questions after what had happened to her today. "Of course, master. I'm your familiar after all." He replied with a slight smile. Familiars were kind of like magical servants. Some for combat, others for operating machinery or heavy lifting, and even others for house work. Technically Ramiel fit into the first category, but he had also partially served as a kind of butler to Black. Bringing drinks, keeping Black's schedule, acting as chauffeur, things like that. So he decided to continue providing such 'extra service' for her as well. Even more so because she was a girl, and so far more friendly and kind than Black as well.
"Here's your drink, master." The man spoke as he handed her one of two cans. Technically he didn't have money, but there were little tricks he could use. As the machines seemed to run on something similar to his lightning magic. Technology had definitely improved quite a bit in the 100 years he was gone. So for more complicated machines he might have to study up on the world first. "Seems everyone's leaving. Were you waiting for me?" He asked curiously. He was used to his master going wherever he pleased, resulting in him having to chase after Black on numerous occasions. They headed to the bus as well, and were off to wherever this school was. So many new things to learn, including important locations and roads... As soon as they sat down Ramiel decided to comment on what seemed to be normal to everyone else. Though he spoke quietly, as to not sound suspicious. "So this bus is basically like a car, but more efficient and larger?" In his time, the maximum carrying capacity for a vehicle was only 6 people after all.
Once they were under way, Adamaris had some questions of her own too. That was logical. From what he had gathered, this girl knew nothing of magic. Let alone whom she supposedly was. Anyone would have questions after what had happened to her today. "Of course, master. I'm your familiar after all." He replied with a slight smile. Familiars were kind of like magical servants. Some for combat, others for operating machinery or heavy lifting, and even others for house work. Technically Ramiel fit into the first category, but he had also partially served as a kind of butler to Black. Bringing drinks, keeping Black's schedule, acting as chauffeur, things like that. So he decided to continue providing such 'extra service' for her as well. Even more so because she was a girl, and so far more friendly and kind than Black as well.
The students immediately started discussing several plans, all of which sounded...a bit too spur-of-the-moment for his liking. He felt like he was one adult among a group of children right now, so at the very least he had to give his opinion. Though Adamaris had last say in the end. "I think you're all not really thinking things through. For starters, you can't just skip school when your classes have only just begun. I'm not a teacher, just a familiar. There's only so much I can do. Secondly, master, sooner or later your family will find out. Probably sooner than later. Gossip travels fast. The longer you hide it, the more of a shock it will be. And lastly, I don't require housing. I was released from the pin, but that doesn't mean I can't return. It just means that now I can enter and exit whenever I please. So if I need to be hidden without leaving you, I can do so quite easily." He wondered how this new Ultan would react to him speaking to her like that. The old one would have probably punished him for it. "That is...I think you should first think it through carefully, before making life-altering decisions."
When the other students walked in, luckily it was also easy for Ramiel to blend in. He kind of looked like a handsome, slightly older student anyway. It seemed that there was no more opportunity to talk, so for the rest of the tour the man stayed quiet. He had decided to closely follow Adamaris, but it soon turned out that that wasn't necessary. Just like the old man, the girl kept close to him instead. It was the same back then. Ultan, despite his harsh and strict personality, had come to rely on Ramiel being there beside him. Not just for protection, but for more every day tasks as well. When the tour was done, everyone had some time to spend on their own. Mostly for lunch, or if they wanted to visit an exhibit again. And at that point, just as Ramiel was getting a drink for his master, two girls walked up to Adamaris. "Hey, we were wondering, who is that blonde guy you're with? He looks dreamy. Are you two a couple?" One of them asked, obviously looking to score with a cute guy in her class.
When the other students walked in, luckily it was also easy for Ramiel to blend in. He kind of looked like a handsome, slightly older student anyway. It seemed that there was no more opportunity to talk, so for the rest of the tour the man stayed quiet. He had decided to closely follow Adamaris, but it soon turned out that that wasn't necessary. Just like the old man, the girl kept close to him instead. It was the same back then. Ultan, despite his harsh and strict personality, had come to rely on Ramiel being there beside him. Not just for protection, but for more every day tasks as well. When the tour was done, everyone had some time to spend on their own. Mostly for lunch, or if they wanted to visit an exhibit again. And at that point, just as Ramiel was getting a drink for his master, two girls walked up to Adamaris. "Hey, we were wondering, who is that blonde guy you're with? He looks dreamy. Are you two a couple?" One of them asked, obviously looking to score with a cute guy in her class.
"Never the less, you are who you are. There is nothing that can change it. Not knowing any magic only means you still need to learn, master. And even if you don't learn magic, you are the only one that could even command me. So at the very least you'll have a decent familiar now, right?" The man liked to stay humble, not wanting to attract enemies to him that wanted to fight just to see how strong he was exactly. He would probably try to hide his identity as well if at all possible. As, once someone knew who he was they also had a very good idea of how strong he was. "Though, if it is your wish, I will leave you alone. After all, your wish is my command." The man bowed slightly again, as a sign of respect. Even if this girl acted quite differently from Ultan Black, somewhere deep inside she had him inside of her as well.
Suddenly someone could be heard entering the room, their footsteps echoing through the halls. He looked like an older man, maybe the museum's curator? Or a security guard? Though he wasn't wearing any uniform. "To think this day would come during a simple college field trip..." The man mused, looking over the three. "Black's reincarnation..." The man stepped forwards a little and smiled. "I'm the museum's director. Though, to be more exact, I'm a government official, tasked to find you, miss. Not to worry though, I won't take you away or anything like that. My job is to just observe when you would appear." The man turned around, chuckling softly. "You'll be hearing from the government soon, Adamaris and Ramiel. Until then, I advise against making your identity public. Pretend he's just any old familiar. A family heirloom maybe? As it isn't far from the truth." The man was creepy as all hell. The way he talked, his tone of voice. It was like he was up to something. Yet all he was doing now, was walking away. After all he had completed his objective; find the identity of Ultan Black's reincarnation.
"This might be trouble..." Alizah muttered, chills going across her spine every time the man had spoken. "What should we do...?" A more accurate statement would be what Ada had to do, as they weren't the ones whom just had their entire world turned upside-down. Though it was at least a sign that they weren't about to abandon her over this.
Suddenly someone could be heard entering the room, their footsteps echoing through the halls. He looked like an older man, maybe the museum's curator? Or a security guard? Though he wasn't wearing any uniform. "To think this day would come during a simple college field trip..." The man mused, looking over the three. "Black's reincarnation..." The man stepped forwards a little and smiled. "I'm the museum's director. Though, to be more exact, I'm a government official, tasked to find you, miss. Not to worry though, I won't take you away or anything like that. My job is to just observe when you would appear." The man turned around, chuckling softly. "You'll be hearing from the government soon, Adamaris and Ramiel. Until then, I advise against making your identity public. Pretend he's just any old familiar. A family heirloom maybe? As it isn't far from the truth." The man was creepy as all hell. The way he talked, his tone of voice. It was like he was up to something. Yet all he was doing now, was walking away. After all he had completed his objective; find the identity of Ultan Black's reincarnation.
"This might be trouble..." Alizah muttered, chills going across her spine every time the man had spoken. "What should we do...?" A more accurate statement would be what Ada had to do, as they weren't the ones whom just had their entire world turned upside-down. Though it was at least a sign that they weren't about to abandon her over this.
Ramiel frowned when he heard the girl's surprise at him calling her master. He slowly rose, looking seriously at her for a moment. "That means you aren't aware...?" Once again the man went silent for a moment before speaking up again. He didn't care about the other two also in the room. The forbidden spell hadn't been a guaranteed success and It had been a full hundred years since he had seen his one and only master after all. "You're shocked, master. I can understand that. But the seal on my hairpin can only be broken in the presence of his reincarnation. The pin even chose you once my seal was released." He pointed at the hairpin that Adamaris was still holding on to. Or to be precise, the hairpin that had been returned to it's rightful owner.
"I have to say even I'm surprised you're female..." Ramiel didn't have enough understanding of the forbidden spells to know how they worked exactly. So had this been Ultan's intention? Was that why he was bound to a hairpin instead of...well, anything else? Or was this all really just a coincidence, meaning that Ultan really did have a weird sense of humour? "But there is no mistaking it. You are Ultan Black's reincarnation, master."
"I have to say even I'm surprised you're female..." Ramiel didn't have enough understanding of the forbidden spells to know how they worked exactly. So had this been Ultan's intention? Was that why he was bound to a hairpin instead of...well, anything else? Or was this all really just a coincidence, meaning that Ultan really did have a weird sense of humour? "But there is no mistaking it. You are Ultan Black's reincarnation, master."
The hairpin looked to be made of silver. Quite ordinary. Though the small yellow topaz jewel near the end looked incredible. A topaz was still considered one of the highest class magic containers, as the process of refining one was quite difficult. So it was an odd choice to put it on a simple silver hairpin. Though just as Adamaris looked at it, the gem started to glimmer. And then a moment later, it started to glow. The glow kept on getting brighter, until the little pin started to hover inside of the case. At this point Ada's two friends joined in to see the famous hairpin. "What's happening? Ada, did you touch it?" The Chase asked, thinking it might be a good idea to get out of there now.
But before he could say anything more the glass case lifted up, and without making a sound the hairpin floated out before the glass was put back in it's place. Immediately the hairpin then floated to Adamaris, landing in her hands. During all of this, something else had also started to happen. Small sparks started to form everywhere in the room, though everything was still silent. And then suddenly the crackling sound of electricity could be heard everywhere, just as the hairpin landed in Ada's hands. They all shot to the centre of the room, combining with each other and slowly forming into a person.
A young man had appeared. He looked to be only a year or two older than the students, and good looking as well. Not only that, but his expression looked serious, yet kind. Maybe happy even? During this time, both of Ada's classmates hadn't dared to move or say a word. Though then the young man that had just appeared did something none of them probably expected. He kneeled right before Adamaris' feet. "Master, you've kept your word. We finally meet again."
But before he could say anything more the glass case lifted up, and without making a sound the hairpin floated out before the glass was put back in it's place. Immediately the hairpin then floated to Adamaris, landing in her hands. During all of this, something else had also started to happen. Small sparks started to form everywhere in the room, though everything was still silent. And then suddenly the crackling sound of electricity could be heard everywhere, just as the hairpin landed in Ada's hands. They all shot to the centre of the room, combining with each other and slowly forming into a person.
A young man had appeared. He looked to be only a year or two older than the students, and good looking as well. Not only that, but his expression looked serious, yet kind. Maybe happy even? During this time, both of Ada's classmates hadn't dared to move or say a word. Though then the young man that had just appeared did something none of them probably expected. He kneeled right before Adamaris' feet. "Master, you've kept your word. We finally meet again."
(Meh, double post. :P)
The city of Layton. The capital of the country of the golden coast. For 300 years it had been like this. The rich and noblemen lived in this city. Their cars, fireplaces, elevators, all worked on magic. But they all required a user's magic energy to work. And the common people couldn't afford to learn magic. Lessons were very expensive. That is, until one man started to make a name for himself. Professor Ultan Black, he was called. The man was very quickly recognized as a genius. At first he researched magic for himself, becoming one of the strongest wizards in history in only 15 years. The rich were already not happy with this commoner becoming so powerful, but the real problems started after that. Ultan started researching magic that could be used by anyone. For the first 5 years after being recognized as one of the strongest wizards in history, there was no word from him again. But then suddenly he appeared a few miles outside of Layton, at the nearest commoner village. The man had opened a school. And not just any school. A school for magic, open for anyone. And it didn't teach them magic, but rather how to use the new devices he had made. These devices contained a certain amount of magic on their own, able to work for a full year before being depleted. It made magic usable for anyone. This went on for another 5 years. But then the rich decided to step in. This man was getting too influential, and they feared that they would lose their power over the people.
Ultan was summoned to Layton. Then for a full month no one heard of him. Even the school had been closed for that time. But then things started to change once again. The rich started to build schools in several other towns as well, and teachers came with them. No one knew for sure what had made the rich change their minds, but they all suspected it was because of Ultan Black. He had probably made some kind of deal with them. No one complained, as now everyone got to make their lives easier with magic. 10 years passed, and society as a whole blossomed. Ultan came into the public eye again as one of 3 of the nation's top researchers. And everyone seemed happy. But then it happened. Suddenly Layton was overrun by magical monsters, destroying and killing everything and everyone they saw. It was like an army was invading.
"Master! How could this have happened! You said- You said this gate would get you closer to the ultimate magic! " Ramiel exclaimed. He was currently running after his master Ultan. They had been at ground zero, when the containment field shattered and the gate suddenly burst open. A fight had ensued. Most of the monsters were weak, but sheer numbers had still managed to get the better of the two of them. The other two researchers present had already been killed. "We don't have time now, Ramiel! I won't let all of my research go to waste!" "...Master?" "My wounds...I can hold on for a while longer, but there's only so much even my magic can do..." "What- Don't tell me you're..."
But there was no time to be emotional now. The monsters would soon overrun the city so they had to hurry. They entered the house, and quickly headed to the basement. The walls were filled with glyphs, and a large magical circle was drawn on both the ground and the ceiling. Near the door stood a table, with on it a single item. A hairpin. It was the item that summoned and bound Ramiel to Ultan. As every familiar has an item that keeps it in material form. Though unlike most familiars, he was modified in one way. He would only ever take orders from Ultan, no matter whom was in possession of the hairpin. "What are you planning...?" Ramiel asked, feeling like this was going to be a goodbye forever.
"Not to worry, Ramiel. Have faith in your master. This spell is almost impossible to pull off, and forbidden to make it worse. But this is me we're talking about. You know I can do it." The man turned to Ramiel and smiled a little bit. Blood was already coming out of his mouth, and the stump left after his arm had been torn off had started bleeding again. Ultan was near the limits of what he could do to postpone his death. "You have served me well for these past 15 years. But this body is weakening fast. You know what I'm about to do, so I'll give you these final orders. I will seal you into your hairpin. A seal which can only be broken in my presence. Whomever I may become, serve them just as you have done for me." Ramiel looked down, saddened. He didn't want to see his master go, but he couldn't disobey orders either. "Very well..." What else could he say, really? The public saw this man as their saviour before this incident. But the man was incredibly strict, and wouldn't tolerate disobedience. Moments later everything went black for Ramiel as he was sealed in the hairpin.
The catastrophe was finally contained after 2 days. Many people had lost their lives, and Layton was in ruins. The rich were suddenly left without their city, and the government they had set up crumbled. During the next 10 years, the country was in disarray. The commoners didn't want the rich to get their power back, and the rich didn't want commoners to have power. But finally a compromise was made. A new government, partially made up of the rich that were left and partially made up of the commoners, was created. And slowly things started to return to normal again. 90 years later, and the accident all those years ago has been named "The first clash." The world knows that a second one could happen, so even a special bureau has been set up to prevent another clash between humans and magical monsters from happening. This bureau now owns a history of magic museum, though it's more a warning to what could happen if you take magic too far. In this building, there is one room dedicated to Ultan Black, the man said to have been the cause of the accident. And in this room, in one of the side cabinets, lies his familiar's hairpin. Rumours have been going around the city of New Layton for many years now that one day Ultan will reincarnate, and will show themselves before the hairpin. And that only then, the king of the lightning elementals will reveal himself once more. Some fear that day might happen. Others hope for it to happen. Some don't really care. And then there are also ones that are actively looking for this person. To revive Ultan Black.
Ultan was summoned to Layton. Then for a full month no one heard of him. Even the school had been closed for that time. But then things started to change once again. The rich started to build schools in several other towns as well, and teachers came with them. No one knew for sure what had made the rich change their minds, but they all suspected it was because of Ultan Black. He had probably made some kind of deal with them. No one complained, as now everyone got to make their lives easier with magic. 10 years passed, and society as a whole blossomed. Ultan came into the public eye again as one of 3 of the nation's top researchers. And everyone seemed happy. But then it happened. Suddenly Layton was overrun by magical monsters, destroying and killing everything and everyone they saw. It was like an army was invading.
"Master! How could this have happened! You said- You said this gate would get you closer to the ultimate magic! " Ramiel exclaimed. He was currently running after his master Ultan. They had been at ground zero, when the containment field shattered and the gate suddenly burst open. A fight had ensued. Most of the monsters were weak, but sheer numbers had still managed to get the better of the two of them. The other two researchers present had already been killed. "We don't have time now, Ramiel! I won't let all of my research go to waste!" "...Master?" "My wounds...I can hold on for a while longer, but there's only so much even my magic can do..." "What- Don't tell me you're..."
But there was no time to be emotional now. The monsters would soon overrun the city so they had to hurry. They entered the house, and quickly headed to the basement. The walls were filled with glyphs, and a large magical circle was drawn on both the ground and the ceiling. Near the door stood a table, with on it a single item. A hairpin. It was the item that summoned and bound Ramiel to Ultan. As every familiar has an item that keeps it in material form. Though unlike most familiars, he was modified in one way. He would only ever take orders from Ultan, no matter whom was in possession of the hairpin. "What are you planning...?" Ramiel asked, feeling like this was going to be a goodbye forever.
"Not to worry, Ramiel. Have faith in your master. This spell is almost impossible to pull off, and forbidden to make it worse. But this is me we're talking about. You know I can do it." The man turned to Ramiel and smiled a little bit. Blood was already coming out of his mouth, and the stump left after his arm had been torn off had started bleeding again. Ultan was near the limits of what he could do to postpone his death. "You have served me well for these past 15 years. But this body is weakening fast. You know what I'm about to do, so I'll give you these final orders. I will seal you into your hairpin. A seal which can only be broken in my presence. Whomever I may become, serve them just as you have done for me." Ramiel looked down, saddened. He didn't want to see his master go, but he couldn't disobey orders either. "Very well..." What else could he say, really? The public saw this man as their saviour before this incident. But the man was incredibly strict, and wouldn't tolerate disobedience. Moments later everything went black for Ramiel as he was sealed in the hairpin.
The catastrophe was finally contained after 2 days. Many people had lost their lives, and Layton was in ruins. The rich were suddenly left without their city, and the government they had set up crumbled. During the next 10 years, the country was in disarray. The commoners didn't want the rich to get their power back, and the rich didn't want commoners to have power. But finally a compromise was made. A new government, partially made up of the rich that were left and partially made up of the commoners, was created. And slowly things started to return to normal again. 90 years later, and the accident all those years ago has been named "The first clash." The world knows that a second one could happen, so even a special bureau has been set up to prevent another clash between humans and magical monsters from happening. This bureau now owns a history of magic museum, though it's more a warning to what could happen if you take magic too far. In this building, there is one room dedicated to Ultan Black, the man said to have been the cause of the accident. And in this room, in one of the side cabinets, lies his familiar's hairpin. Rumours have been going around the city of New Layton for many years now that one day Ultan will reincarnate, and will show themselves before the hairpin. And that only then, the king of the lightning elementals will reveal himself once more. Some fear that day might happen. Others hope for it to happen. Some don't really care. And then there are also ones that are actively looking for this person. To revive Ultan Black.
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