SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Wizard association, Inside the grand golden summit room…n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

On the top of round summit, Eleven mages gathered, seated in a perfect circle. Their chairs, crafted from the finest emerald emperor jade, gleamed softly under the ethereal light.

Around the room, waterfalls cascaded gently, their soothing sounds mingling with the whispers of runes.

The eleven supreme mages awaited the arrival of Wand-Magus Allaric, each seated with an air of solemnity and anticipation. These were the paragons of the Wizard Association, each master of their unique arcane arts.

Supreme Dagger Magus Thallic sat with his arms crossed, his dark robes adorned with silver dagger motifs that shimmered as if they were alive. His piercing gaze moved restlessly, betraying a keen mind always on alert.

Beside him, Supreme Serpent Magus Kriya, sat with occasional hissings. Her emerald-green robes matched the jade of her chair, and her eyes, a piercing yellow, and her long tail coiled around the throne like chair, its scales glistening.

Supreme Guqin Magus Selene, draped in flowing robes of moonlight silver, had a serene expression. Her fingers rested lightly on a guqin laid across her lap, its strings vibrating softly in response to the magical ambiance of the room.

Next to her, Supreme Saber Magus Morden leaned back in his chair, his muscular frame clad in crimson and black. His saber, sheathed and resting by his side, seemed to pulse with latent energy, as if eager for action.

Supreme Sword Magus Elarian, attired in pristine white robes with golden embroidery, exuded an aura of quiet confidence. His eyes were closed, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword—a symbol of unmatched discipline and skill.

Supreme Spear Magus Valeria, her attire a blend of deep blue and silver, sat upright with her spear laid across her lap. Her sharp features and keen eyes indicated a warrior always ready for the next battle.

Supreme Staff Magus Ruchi, her robes a deep shade of midnight blue, held her staff vertically before her. The staff's crystal orb glowed with a soft inner light, reflecting the wisdom and power of its master.

To complete the circle, the other four supreme magi were equally impressive in their distinctive attire and bearing.

Supreme Flame Magus Pyrros, dressed in robes of fiery red and orange, with a mane of wild, flame-like hair, his eyes burning with an inner fire.

Supreme Ice Magus Glacia, clad in robes of icy blue and white, her presence exuding a chilling aura, her hair like frozen strands of silk.

Supreme Shadow Magus Nocturne, enveloped in robes as dark as the abyss, his form almost blending into the shadows that seemed to cling to him.

Supreme Wind Magus Zephyra, her light green and white robes flowing as if caught in a perpetual breeze, her eyes sparkling with the freedom of the skies.

Each mage's attire and demeanor reflected their mastery over their respective domains, and together, they formed an awe-inspiring sight.

Supreme Shadow Magus Nocturn, enveloped in robes as dark as the abyss, shifted in his seat and sighed loudly, breaking the silence.

"What happened at Storm God Inheritance?" Nocturn turned towards Spear Magus Valerius, his voice a blend of curiosity and skepticism. "I have heard several strange stories about the inheritor of Storm God Inheritance."

Valerius, a stalwart figure in deep blue and silver attire, touched his brow, a sign of the headache that this topic brought him.

"What can I say? The young boy who got the inheritance is incredibly talented. He's also the first one in nine realms to obtain the Storm God Inheritance."

Supreme Serpent Magus Kriya, her piercing yellow eyes gleaming with curiosity, leaned forward. "Then, what happened now? Didn't you recruit him to the Wizard Association?"

Valerius shook his head. "I did, but it's not as simple as that."

A ripple of surprise went around the circle. Supreme Guqin Magus Selene, her fingers resting on the strings of her instrument, looked up with interest. "What do you mean? Explain what happened, Valerius," she said softly.

Valerius took a deep breath and began recounting the events at the Storm God Inheritance ground. "I offered him the position of the 13th Supreme as Supreme Arch-Magus. His name is Kent Clark, and his talent is unparalleled. However, he refused the position."

The room buzzed with astonishment. Supreme Saber Magus Morden's eyes widened, and Supreme Flame Magus Pyrros leaned forward, his fiery mane crackling softly. "Is he an idiot?" Kriya spat, her tone sharp with dissatisfaction. "Who on earth would reject a Supreme position?"

Supreme Staff Magus Roderic, dressed in midnight blue robes, turned towards the discussion, her curiosity piqued. "Why did you offer him such a high position? Do you think our rank is so easy to achieve?"

Valerius shook his head firmly. "I didn't offer him the Supreme position solely because of his inheritance. That young man is a powerful alchemist. He's capable of gathering purple alchemy clouds, which is a testament to his extraordinary skills. He would be a tremendous asset to our Wizard Association.

Moreover, during our own trials at the Storm God Inheritance ground, none of us could even reach the place of inheritance. Don't you think he deserves this position?" Valerius asked, his gaze sweeping across the circle with a solemn look.

Supreme Sword Magus Elarian, always composed, nodded thoughtfully. "If he possesses such remarkable talents, he could indeed be invaluable to us. But rejecting the position outright? That's unprecedented."

Supreme Ice Magus Glacia, her presence exuding a chilling aura, added, "It seems he values his freedom over power. That's a rare quality."

Valerius continued, "Kent's background is equally intriguing. His aunt is a 9th-rank healer who left the Blue Planet. She took Kent with her, declaring that he would never become a slave to the Wizard Association."

The room fell into a heavy silence.

"Nocturn, always the skeptic, leaned back. "And what do we know about Kent himself? His origins, his motivations?"

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