His eyes were heavy and his body was aching terribly. The pyromancer slightly opened his eyes to see the light blinding and hurting them. As he covered it quickly, he rolled around and felled on the cold stoones of the floor. He woke up totally under the sudden pain, like his body had been aweakened or had been more sensitive to something, or because of an event.

Standing slowly, helped by one of his hand held on the wall, he started to try to remember the last thing that happens to him. He only had flashes, Haddod swinging his weapon on an undead, the half demon flying after a lich and himself againts a squelletal dragon. With only this memory, he looked at his body and saw why it have been so sensitive to such a small impact: he had been scarred quite a lot on his chest and arms.

He looked around and saw a spell book on the desk and looked at it. He remembered the spells easily and he remembered that he had learned another spell. One with great power: Shapeshifting. He had been looking on a parchmin and it engraved itself in his memory while he had been in the ruined library of the dead city.

He turned to the room and now he realized that he did not know where he was. A small room? Desk? He knew it was not his world and knew nothing about it either. He needed to get to the temples once more and try to find rare spell as those in the ruined city. He took the black robe on the chair near the desk.

Alice was sitting in a chair on the other side of the room from Bastian, she was the one that had saved him from the ruins of the ancient city. He had been lucky she came, the sorceress did not know why she had been there, she just got a feeling that she had to go there for some reason, but she never would have guessed that Bastian was there of all places. It had been hard for her to get him from that place, but she did it thanks to the fact that he must have done some major damage to the undeads and they where not to many when she arrived.

She watched the pyromancer as he began to wake, but she did not say anything at first, she just watched him with her green eyes, she slowly moved one han trough her hair as if she was thinking. She saw that he looked lost and confused. "Your in the school of magic Bastian" she said with a sweet voice. "It was about time you woke up, I grew tired of waiting you know. Got yourself some damage over there, you where lucky I arrived when I did handsome, or things would have ended in a less colorful way"

The young human's eyes widened. That voice! He recognized it from sooner, the first person from this world that was caring, or seeming to do so, in this cursed land. He looked at her with surprised. In his innocent mind he had considered the elf lady like a cousin but they were far from that and both of them knew the truth."Alicia? Wait...Where are my friends?"

The dwarf named Haddod and the misterious demonic man had fougth with him in there, if Bastian was alive, what about them? they were warriors after all, they could endure more then him, or they were suppose to. If they were dead...He had no idea what he would do. They had shared their plan to secretly dominates this land.

"School of Magic?"A grin appeared on his lips. He could become more powerful. Though, there was something bothering him."What type of magical school? Arcane? Holy? Dark? Water? Fire?"The pyromancer hoped that it was fire, or they had some. Power was so attractive. Even more then a woman but there was something that a woman could give him that magic could never.

"Alicia? Wait...Where are my friends?"

Alice tilted her head a little to the side. "I guess your talking about your dwarf friend and that other one" she said. "They are both alive as it is, but the dwarf is very injured and had to be taken to a bigger hospital, he was still fighting when I arrived to you, protected your body he was, brave man" she smiled. "Your lucky to have that good friends Bastian."

"School of Magic?"
"What type of magical school? Arcane? Holy? Dark? Water? Fire?"

Alice laughed. "Why all kinds of magic of course silly" she said and smiled a bright smile. "You will not find more powerful magicians in any other place then here, I have been living here for many years and most of my magic is from this place, but my teacher was very different and I do not use books like many others, I learn from the pure magic itself "
She made a pause to look at him for a moment, then she tilted her head a little to the side. "But you should not be thinking about that now, you are still worn out from the battle and will need to rest before doing any magic, because magic is nothing to play with, it drains your energy and in your state you would not take it very long."

He clenched his fists when he heard that his friend had been defending him and gotten injured by his fault. His eyes were filled rage. Why is everone suffering around him? This world, was working on him like a defensive system on a disease. Me? A disease? Sure, he had no root for this world he could destroy it without feeling any remorse, though he was not a god so he would need help from others. Tough the others would suffer, he knew. His friends had not been so lucky to have him.

"How dare you call me silly?I didn't know that."He looked at her icily."How could an outworlder knows about a world he just entered?"Okay, it's been a month or so he was in this world. And he did not knows about the gods of this land, and he did not care.

But everytype of magic? That was interesting. Though now he got even more frustrated."Then if the teachers are as great as that, why am i still injured that much? They should have the skill to heal me back to top shape!"But that simply showed that no one cared about eachother as much as he thougth. For a school it seems pretty selfish.

He walked to the bed and layed on it."Fine, i will rest but you better show me those teachers of yours,"He turned around and faced the wall, turning his back to the elf."I need to get stronger. Fast."He closed his eyes hoping that he would go asleep soon, his skin was aching.[/color]

Alice did not say anything for a moment, then she closed her eyes and placed one hand on her forehead. "Goddess" she said to herself, then she looked at him. "Do you really think that wounds from an undead is so simple to remove!?" she asked, and there was a small sign of anger in her voice now. "Because I will tell you that we have removed poison from your body and many of the people here have helped out very much. I dare call you silly because....because your one of the first people that ever have been friendly with me! That´s why! Your my friend even if you don´t see it, why do you think I saved you and your friend back then? Why do you think I even came to that place?" she hided her face with her hands. "I did not want you to die.." this she said with a very low voice, Bastian could hear it but still. "To be strong is not all Bastian, nothing will ever make one a better person that way."

The pyromancer looked at himself, and more at his wounds to understand what the elf was saying. Undead wounds. How could undeads do more damage with their attacks then mortals? He grumped and putted hiself under the sheats. What humiliation mindless behings serving one, getting on him like they had done.

Veangeance shall fall. Nothing to stop it burning everything in his way. But he needed power absolutly and knowledge was power. Artefacts could aslso give him some. Becomeing something else then a limited human! Though, he was proud of himself. Seems that this world was based on magic and others gotta be based on something else. If his homeworld did not have magic, he may be the most powerful from this world.

Bastian flipped around when he heard Alicia saying she was his friend. He got speechless. The pain he had with this sudden move, he did not really care, it was the first time in this world that someone was showings emotions to him. He got off the bed and walked to her. He had no idea what to say so he hugged her."Thanks Alicia..."He let go of her after a short moment and sat up on the bed."Sorry, for this..."He stared at the floor.

What had he been thinking? He made the others suffer to much. He needed to leave this place, alone. So he would not make his friend suffer and worries about him anymore. Veangeance? Mmh, for what for? It was war of greedy people after all, other good people was endangered by them. He had to defend those innocents.

Alice lowered her hand and looked at him when he said thanks and said he was sorry. She smiled a weak smile. "Your welcome Bastian" she said, then she suddenly remembered something and stood up, she walked to a covered plate that was standing on a table. "I brought you something to eat, you must be hungry. Not only that, there is a little surprise for you to, I think you will have use for it" she picked up the plate and walked with it to Bastian. "I found it here in this building the other day and I was thinking of you when I saw it." she removed the cover and there was mixed food, fruit and meat and other things. But also a small book of some kind, it was red and covered with iron signs. "This is the diary of one of the greatest fire wizards in our time, I have not been reading it but you might find his work interesting....who knows"

Bastian smiled back at her elven friend. Fighting for the others, putting a smile on their face. Those was a strange feeling that he started to like. It was weird why did he pass to his idea to rule the world then now saving it. As soon as he thougth having an answer his stomach at the mention of food. He grinned at the idea. Eating?"Hehe, as long as it's not spider soup."

He started to eat when she showed the book. The pyromancer stared at it and slowly opened it like doors that could squeek but had to be quiet. Secrets of the masterizing of fire. Amazing. He flipped the page and his eyes, filled with interests, pass over them, scouting. It was quite a gift and that he knows even if he only began to be a spellcaster."Thanks a lot...I dunno what else to say..."It was the first gift he ever had.

His eyes widened. Wait, she had been thinking about me? He smiled at her. Nah, it could not be. She was way older then him and was an elven lady. Nothing to do with an outsider human. He looked at the details on the cover and it was still hot, but not burning. It made the young fire sorcerer feel good.

"Hehe, as long as it's not spider soup."

Alice giggled and shook her head. "No, it is nothing with spiders in it, just some plain chicken and vegetables, and some goat milk. One can say much but there is nice food in this place" she sat down on a chair next to his bed. She looked towards one of the walls and looked like she was thinking.

"Thanks a lot...I dunno what else to say..."

Alice looked at Bastian. "Then don´t say anything else dear, what good use would that book have been in that old closet? It was not in the library and must have been there for many years now, better it get to good use then to not use it at all."
She watched him and returned the smile when he smiled at her.
"I think you should be up running just like before in no time."

Bastian looked at the meal. The delicious scent and the ingredients known made him even hungrier. As soon as he took the first bite, he went faster, he realized that he had an ogre hunger. He burped and excused himself since he was not alone.''Sorry, seems i got a more empty stomach then i thougth. Hehe...''

He placed the plate back on the desk and layed on the bed, full. He heard the story of why he received he book. He kept his glare on the book. History of fire magic in his hands. He was not a beeing from this world and yet he have now received Imythess`s history of fire spells and ars to increase the power.

''That`s good.''He says, looking at the elf.''I want to get back in action as soon as i can!''But this time t ofight for good. The people in need. Though, never he had imagined a fire magic user fighting for the good of the people.''DId....you ever saw someone fighting good with such a destructive force? Like fire...''She was older since she is an elf, so she had to have seen things long ago.

''Sorry, seems i got a more empty stomach then i thougth. Hehe...''

Alice laughed. "I understand it very well, you don´t need to be sorry about it" she calmly examined one of her hands for a moment.

''I want to get back in action as soon as i can!''

Alice giggled. [color=green]"I thought no less then that. Your the kind of person that can´t be still for very long, you just have to run right out into the world and see things" she tilted her head a little to the side. "Just like me when I left my home village." Bastian was an interesting person and she could have use for him later, better make good use of his trust.

''DId....you ever saw someone fighting good with such a destructive force? Like fire...'

Alice thought for a moment to see if there was anyone she could remember. "Well I think I remember one woman that was very good at it, she lived in Taras I think, but she spent much of her time in the mountains to the south. I can´t remember her name but she was called the dragon of the south because of her extreme skills in fire magic. Let me see if I can remember more" she closed her eyes and began to gather her thoughts. "Let me see, she was a fire genesis I think it was, yes I´m sure of that. Oh sorry I don´t think you know what one of there kind is. A fire genesis is a special race here, there are one for each element and they have a very strong connection to that element. I meet this woman a few times when she was here at the school, she was nice but had a terrible temper, not a woman you would like to have as an enemy that is for sure" she opened her eyes again and looked at Bastian with a smile.

Bastian smiled at his friend. Was she really caring about him or was it all just a facade? Well, for now, it seemed to be the first choice. Betraying, he had to watch for it. People were so selfish, whatever the race, whatever their ranks.That was why he wanted to travel alone.

He layed on the bed feeling tired, his eyes heavy. Coincidently she started to speak how the type of person the young pyromancer was. Active but needing a rest? How funny this was. He yawned and stretched. He started to listen to Alicia has she told her story about this Woman.

"...Fire...Genisis?"An elemental beeing. That should be a way to increase his spell power but how could he change his own blood? he would have to look for it. Either someone knew a spell, or a process to complete to become a genisis. He was not listening about the behavior of the woman that the elf was talking about his mind was more elsewhere. So far away, that himself did not noticed that he was sleeping.

Alice looked at Bastian and noticed that he was not listening to one word she had said, his mind was far up in the clouds. The elven lady shook her head. He was sure a person that had much to think about. "What are you thinking of Bastian?" she asked, but she did her that he said fire genesis. "Something about the fire genesis? Becuase If you want to know more about them then there should books in the library on the subject. Have never been much into them so I can´t be sure."
She looked up into the roof when she talked, then she lowered her gaze to Bastian again. "I´m sorry I lost you outside of the minsion that day, but by the look of things you have been doing a lot, just like me. I´m much stronger now then I was back then. I can say the same about you to."

But no answer would come out, no reply at at all. He was deep asleep and far away. He might have told about the questions of how to become of Fire genisis himself. But his tireness and his injuries got the better of him, for now only. He would never give up. Never again, he promised himself.

He would have admitted he was officially stronger and Alicia did not know how much yet. For an outworlder Bastian was doing impressive progress. The elf, well, nothing impressive, it was her world. Magic fluids were within her since she began to live. The pyromancer let himself followed the way of magic. He was on his way to become unstoppable.

In his dream, there was a village assaulted by bandits. It was burning. Children an women screaming and running, while the fathers trying to repel the savages but they were slaughtered, all of them. When Bastian found the last family alive, he turned around and faced the bandits. Casting his fireballs at them, he was wondering who their leeader was.

When he thougth he was done with the bandits, a shadow appeared out of the flames. His eyes widened when he recognized who it was. Himself, but somewhat darker. An evil grin on his face and and spikier hair. If he have to fight himself better unleash his strongest spell. The real pyromancer transformed into a Magma Dragon, but his opposite transformed into an hellfire one.

The two Titan were fighting eachother mercilessly. Blood and fire rain. Magic and phisical attacks anything was good to take the foe down. When mana ran out, so did his opponent's. He was now looking at himself once more. The evil one started to laughed."Whatever the path you are going to choose, as you can see you will end up the same way. Why not making a name of yourself and ruling this cursed world? They have no pity for you, you are not one of them, you can go even higher!

Bastian led the little family away from the destroyed village but his opposiste was following him and yelling at him to listen to him. When the innocents left the village, they thanked him. At this moment he turned around to see his dark side."Not everyone have the right to suffer by my fault. I prefer take all the pain to myself and to punish others...."He glared at the evil one."Selfishness never brougth anything! The other Bastian was now covered and flames and dashed at him."You shall change mind soon enough!It explode suddenly, and the young outworlder found himself sitting on the bed.

How long did he had been sleeping? Dreams and nightmare were driving the flow of time quite far away. He stroked his eyes since his vision was blurried thanks to his sleepiness. It has always happened when he slept much. He kept them close for a second and was thinking back of that dream. He relised then that he had been sweating and panting, while his heartbeat was a bit faster, like he really had been fighting.

During the time of Bastians sleep Alice had the time to get herself something to eat, she calmly left the room and closed the door behind her, then she quickly walked down to the kitchen and the cook gave her a smile when she arrived. "So how is the young guest doing so far? Did he like me food?"
Alice retunred the smile and nodded. "Yes he did, he is sleeping now and I think that is for the best, he could use the rest. But I´m here because I could use some food myself to"
The cook nodded. "Right away miss Alice, just wait a second and the food will be with you shortly." she then began to walk around doing her stuff as Alice watched her with slight intrest. Soon after the cook returned to Alice with a plate of the same kind as the one Bastian had eaten. Alice smiled and accepted it. "Thanks, this is more then welcome for me"
The cook laughed. "Your welcome dear, just take care of yourself and send my regards to the young man will you." then she walked away, Alice followed her with the green eyes, then she turned around and began to walk back to Bastians room.

He was still asleep when she came back and she sat down and began to eat her food as she watched him sleep, by the look of how he acted he was having a dream of some sort, it did not look like the one with pink bunnies and singins birds. Alice was soon done with her food and placed the plate on the table with Bastian´s. She then sighed and picked up the fire book she had given him, it had fallen of the bed when he was sleeping. She watched it for a moment and then she placed it on the table to. It was about now when Bastian woke up. Alice tilted her head a little to the side and watched him for a moment. "You had a bad dream?" she asked calmly.

Bastian never felt a thing, neither te book fsllen or the going of Alicia. He had been deep asleep this whole time. No surprised. The young man had been injured by undeads and he was tired a lot. Having a lot on his mind is not easy. When he had woken up, the elf was looking at him and asked about his dream.

He shook his head."Bah, nothing much...Dreaming about those undeads attacking me...This was not true, and he knew it. Telling such a vision in a wolrd of magic was pretty bad seen, even himself knew that. And if that something had to happen while she is talking to her?No,...he had to stay quiet.

He stood up and felt a bit more refreshed. He strethed his muscles and it was still a little bit painful. What else could it be? It would not tickle him. He turned to Alicia wondering the time it was. He felt refreshed like it has been hours of sleeping, perhaps a full day, who knows? Not him, that was clear."Say, how long did i slept now?"

."Bah, nothing much...Dreaming about those undeads attacking me...

Alice nodded. "I see" she said. "Well I can understand if you dream about them, Undeads are nasty creatures wich should not even be around, but some people can´t respect that the dead has to stay dead." she shook her head. "But still there are books on the subject here in this building. Have never looked in them but I see them in the library."

."Say, how long did i slept now?"

Alice thought about it for a moment. "Well I left the room to get something to eat, that took around one hour. I returned back here after that and then you sleept for about three more hours I think, but I can´t be sure since I did not really check what time it was. But time has a way to just fly away with you sometimes."

Bastian did ot really cared about respect for the dead. Once the soul gone, the last thing he would do would send his respects to a corpse. But he would respect the soul. It has been only a lie to hide his true fears. Why should he tell her something like that, after all it was nothing more then a dream.

"Four hours..."He was feeling like he had slept a full night. He tood up and his move were less painful them before. He verified if all of his muscle were okay but with attentive look, it was okay. He looked at the book on the desk and then at Alice."Can we do something, like seeing your teachers, or taking a walk outside....I need to move now."

It was getting boring to be in the same room, he needed to be back in action anyhow, even though it was nothing. See a teacher listens to the stories, know a secret or two. Taking a walk in the guarden, if there is any or outside: Anything. Or he would feeling beeing in cage.

Alice smiled and stood up from the chair, she nodded. "I was just about to say something like that myself" she said. "The other masters are to boring, I if you ask me most of the have not left this building in ages"

She walked to the door and then she turned around to look at Bastian. "We could take a walk around the area if you want, a bit of fresh air could do you good." she examined him for a few seconds and then she shook her head. "I think you could use some clean clothes to, and send the once you have to be cleaned." The elven lady calmly stretched her fingers while she was talking.

Alice thought Bastian was cute, but so foolishly naive, but he had a strong will and Alice could use that later on. She would have to build his trust, it was a good start by helping him kill that stupid mage before, he was no threat as it was now. He would most likely be one later on.

Nothing of what Alice thought could be seen on the outside of her and Bastian would not notice anything.

"Not left this building? And that's their lives?!?!?"The outworlder was astounded. That must be boring to be inside of this place for the rest of your life. They may have a comfortable pay, and secure enough life, family to watch out for. Bastian had nothing of it.

He looked at his brown and worned out. Well, it seemed to have passed as much bad time as his owner, the thing is that the clothes could not recover. He sighed and looked disapointedly at Alicia."I can't go out wearing nothing, could you please get me a robe atleast."He smiled at the elven teasingly."A black one if possible."

He sat on his bed once more, wating to be clothed, he was only wearing brown pants and leather boots. With his looking, he seemed somemore of a warrior then a spell caster. He could fight bare hand but he had a basis but nothing to be reckon with. His dream was to hold a sword. Who knows, in this world everything was possible.

The sorceress laughed and nodded. "Yes I find it hard to understand myself, why would anyone stay in this place for more then a few hours?" She watched him carefully for a moment, then she nodded again. "Yes you can´t go out without anything" she said, then she thought for a second. "Wait I have an ide that might work, wait here I will be right back." she quickly walked out from the room and then she made her way to the part where people left there old clothes to be cleaned, but the once that made the cleaning also took them back to this place so that people could fetch there stuff them selfs when needed. Alice quickly began to examine what was there. All kinds of clothes what she could see and most of them robes for magicians...not surprising at all.

After a few seconds she discovered what she was looking for, one of the students in the school had a thing for new robes all the time and he never used them more then once until he got something new...his parents was something important and gave him all he wanted, it was sick but it worked out in times like this. His robes had a special place and one robe looked very interesting, a black robe with red marks around the sleeves and collar. It did not look to expensive and the guy would never notice it was gone. If he did then Alice would have to do something about it then. She grabbed the robe and quickly made her way back to Bastian´s room.

"I have something I think you will like Bastian, something that looks good on a fire user" she said as she entered the room again, she calmly gave the robe to him. "I´m sure you will look very handsome in this one." she gave him a bright smile.