The Magus of Genesis

Ever wondered if you wanted to fly in the sky?

Whenever I looked up at the blue sky, whenever I saw the white clouds floating there, whenever I saw the birds flying freely, I thought so.

How much fun would it be to fly?

I can't remember anything very clearly before I learned the words, but I think that's what I thought.

Life with little food, every day, picking up twigs and nuts in the woods, frightened by the beast, just dropping off dead brothers.

If you were dissatisfied with that, that's not what it is.

That was all my world was, and I never thought of any other way to live.

Just vaguely... I think I had something that I had given up on, saying that I would eventually die without ever knowing what was beyond that sky.

It was the big big dragon that came down from the sky that blew it off easily.

When I first met him, I thought from the bottom of my heart that he was horrible anyway and I would die from this.

Although.

"Oh, it's okay, young lady. It's okay, I'm a dragon that can look like this."

I didn't even know what you were talking about. That voice color was so gracious, it didn't make sense of the word, but what he was saying was clearly conveyed.

That's why.

When my father chose my son to offer him something to sleep on the edge of the woods, I first insisted that I would go.

If you go under that flying red dragon, something will change.

Such, with pale expectations.

Actually, I wasn't talking about where something would change.

The dragon... The teacher said all that was dozens and hundreds of times strange that I thought was out of my imagination as one thing.

In the first place, we didn't even know what words were.

Name. A house made of wood. Food baked on fire. Vessels made of dirt. Salt. Spoon. Concepts. Classification of plants and animals. Energy. Letters. Bath.

And magic.

All the things the teacher would create were things he'd never seen or heard of from anything, and it was only natural for a young me to admire him. … it is also the thought that eventually turns into admiration.

That's how, as I looked at the teacher next door, I realized he was a very normal person.

I like peace, I don't like to fight, I'm gentle, but I get angry when I get angry.

And very timid - a little, indecisive.

I wonder if there's anything you don't know about it, and even though it's a stronger dragon than anyone else, the contents are from a normal man.

That seemed like a weird thing to do, but everything was amazing. I felt I could be more intimate than just a dragon, and I liked my teacher more and more.

... Well, I thought it was a little too much while I was trying to get Jack Frost to help me out, but other than Nina, I haven't found out, and I want you to forgive me for being so young.

I don't know how others will appreciate me.

Some would think it was a life of recklessness about me dying one last time just because I was hugged by someone I liked, without being able to leave a child and without finally knowing my joy as a woman.

For example, Mr. Nina.

That guy is pretty clear about that.

But I don't think so.

The whole life I was next to my teacher, I was really, really happy.

There is no remorse there, and I have no wish that I had not lived this way. If you do it again ten degrees, you'll do the same thing ten degrees.

Magic is made by name.

The teacher has spoken so many times.

Of course he was simply talking about magic principles.

But not for me.

The first thing he gave me.

Because it was just the best magic.

As a teacher, as a father, as a brother, and as a husband.

The teacher poured all the love (eye) upon me.

So the last magic I use is my own.

They also told me that I could do that.

That's why.

No matter how many decades, hundreds, thousands or tens of thousands of years it takes.

I'm sure I'll go to Aye (Eye) again.

Please wait. Ryuji. -