Chapter One: Transported to Another World
It was a sunny morning in a quiet small town, where Yasir, a high school student, sat in his classroom, staring out the window absentmindedly. Yasir was an ordinary boy with short black hair and brown eyes that reflected an endless imagination. He wasn't the best at academics or the strongest in sports, but he had a unique gift: a vivid imagination that painted stories filled with magic and adventure. At that moment, he was picturing himself as a hero battling a colossal dragon while the teacher droned on about ancient civilizations.
"Yasir! Pay attention!" the teacher barked, snapping Yasir back to reality. His classmates snickered as his face flushed with embarrassment. His best friend Ahmed, seated beside him, whispered jokingly, "Dreaming of being a great sorcerer again?" Yasir smiled and shrugged but didn't respond. In the classroom, Lina, the brilliant girl who always topped the class, scribbled her notes diligently. Meanwhile, Mazen, the arrogant student who enjoyed bullying Yasir, shot him a mocking glance.
Suddenly, a faint tremor shook the ground. The students exchanged worried looks. "An earthquake?" Lina wondered, but before anyone could answer, the shaking intensified, windows shattered, and chairs rattled. The students screamed and dove under their desks as the teacher tried to calm them. Then, without warning, a blinding white light erupted from the center of the room, like a stellar portal. There was no time to think. Yasir felt his body being pulled inward, and the screams of his classmates faded away.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself sprawled on damp, grassy ground. The scent of the forest filled his nostrils, accompanied by the sounds of unfamiliar birds and the murmurs of unknown creatures. He slowly lifted his head to see towering trees stretching into the sky, their leaves glowing with a vibrant green he had never seen before. The entire class was there, scattered around him, some struggling to stand, others crying or shouting.
"Where are we?" Ahmed asked, grabbing Yasir's arm to help him up. Yasir looked around, trying to process the scene. The sky was a deep blue, with two small moons visible despite the shining sun. The place was both enchanting and terrifying.
Before they could discuss the situation, a woman emerged from the trees. She was tall, wearing a shimmering blue robe that seemed woven from starlight. Her long white hair floated slightly, as if defying gravity. She carried a silver staff adorned with a glowing gem. She approached them with confident steps, a calm smile on her face.
"Welcome to Arkania," she said in a deep, majestic voice that echoed through the air. "I am Elarya, guardian of this world. You have been chosen from your world because Arkania is in peril. The forces of darkness threaten to destroy everything, and you are our only hope for salvation."
"Chosen? Peril? What are you talking about?" Mazen shouted, stepping forward angrily. "Take us back home now!" Elarya ignored him and raised her hand, freezing him in place as if an invisible force restrained him.
"You cannot return until you complete your mission," she said calmly. "But fear not, I will grant each of you a unique gift to aid you in this journey." With a wave of her staff, glowing auras appeared around each student. Names and abilities began to materialize before them as shimmering words in the air.
Ahmed was the first. The words appeared: Fiery Sword - Rank B. "A flaming sword? That's awesome!" he exclaimed, imagining himself fighting like a legendary hero. Lina received Healing Magic - Rank A. She smiled with satisfaction, as the gift suited her compassionate nature. Mazen got Stone Shield - Rank C, which made him grumble, "That's it? A shield?" Others received abilities like Wind Control or Enhanced Night Vision, but most were ranked C or D.
When it was Yasir's turn, he felt an immense energy surging through his veins, as if his heart pulsed with cosmic power. His body trembled, and glowing golden words appeared: King of Magic Gift - Rank SSS. Silence fell. Even Elarya looked shocked, her eyes widening slightly. Everyone turned to Yasir, some with awe, others with clear envy.
"The King of Magic…" Elarya said slowly, as if weighing her words. "This is the rarest and most powerful gift in Arkania's history. It allows you to wield any form of magic simply by imagining it, without spells or rituals. But beware, young one, for its power comes with great responsibility."
Yasir couldn't respond. He was stunned, his heart racing. He, the ordinary boy mocked by Mazen, now possessed unparalleled power? He felt a mix of joy and fear. He looked at his classmates and saw their expressions: Ahmed smiling with pride, Lina gazing at him with faint concern, and Mazen… Mazen glaring at him with a dark expression, his fists clenched.
"Why him?" Mazen muttered under his breath, but Yasir heard it. Before he could say anything, Elarya raised her hand and said, "We have no time. Your first test awaits. Follow me." She turned and walked into the forest, leaving the students to follow in silence, as Yasir's thoughts swirled about what lay ahead in this new world.