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Today… today was weird. But perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself.
Perhaps I should write something a bit more… substantial than just something weird happened. So as to not make this a confusing mess this journal belongs to Fujimaru Ritsuka. I am a ten year old kid who lives with my mom and dad within the confines of Tokyo somewhere in the Harajuku Ward. I just know it’s close to the train.
Admittedly this happened last week though…
Though that’s not the important stuff. What is important is that I was taken to a doctor. Apparently dad said they had to take a blood sample from me. He had mumbled something about him not matching right but I didn’t really understand what he was talking about. Mom had to work late so she didn’t come with us.
Now this is where the weird part comes in. The doctor guy was wearing very ornate clothing. He looked too fancy to be a doctor even though he asserted that he had a PhD… I think. He had a piece of paper in a frame with the letters PhD on them but that was it. Seemed legit at the very least though dad was nervous every time their eyes met.
After they took their blood the doctor called my dad out into the hall. I don’t know why but everything was muffled after that. I think they were shouting but whenever I tried to focus on their words I only heard mumbles. Mom doesn’t like when people talk in the mumbles because she said it makes you sound dumb. I try not to speak in the mumbles anymore though so it should be okay.Then she made me learn big words and what they mean so I could be more mature. I’d rather go play at the park though…
Anyways I got carried out of the office as the doctor kept screaming…
‘You don’t understand! This could be the answer for all humanity!”
At that point dad growled out that I should cover my ears or I don’t get dessert. So I covered my ears as we got back down to the street level and took a taxi back to our apartment. Though when I looked over my dad’s shoulder… that same doctor was there already waiting for us. There was more shouting and I was forced upstairs and into my room. Mom woke up at that point and joined in the shouting match as it continued into the living room.
I couldn’t understand what they were talking about though. It just sounded like mumbles again. Weird mumbles too… like if there was electricity buzzing through the air. The static on the television. Yes that sound. It was really weird. I read some of the manga those few friends of mine got me for my birthday while I waited for dinner to be made. I could make myself something… but the living room and kitchen were right next to each other. For some reason I felt… what was the word… a compulsion. Yes that word. I felt a compulsion to not exit my room. I don’t know why. I just felt… if I opened the door I would be in big trouble.
Then the mumbles stopped. I was called out to.
There was a lot of talking after that and I just nodded my head at everything. They talked about magic and saving humanity and other things that went far and above my head. I didn’t get it at all. So I nodded my head and smiled. I answered only with yes and no to questions. It was easy since all of it was going over my head at the time.
After the doctor left mom went to the kitchen and dad sat at the table were this haunted look on his face. I didn’t really get it at the time but… maybe I should have paid more attention. I really should have…
It was later that evening around seven or so when they decided to talk to me. I don’t mean the kind where they assured me everything was alright though. It was quiet… somber. Another word I soon knew the meaning of all too well.
It took him several minutes before he started talking and it was something I didn’t expect.
Magic was real.
Mages were a thing.
I was a magus of some sort as well.
I don’t know what he meant when he said we were some washed up branch of another family but I was an anomaly. An outlier, I think he said, in a sea of mages. For some reason my magic circuits were strong enough to offer a high compatibility with something called a servant. I zoned out at that point because he got too technical about everything. It was over my head completely. I was forced out of my daze when he mentioned that I would be going somewhere soon on my own because of my magical prowess.
I remember crying out about not wanting to do so. I remember trying to argue but at the time… well I didn’t actually offer arguments. I just… yelled that I didn’t wanna. I kept screaming that point a lot until mom came in and smacked me on the cheek.
It hurt… like a lot. But I stopped yelling at that point. It wasn’t exactly like we could say no anymore. Whatever family branch we were part of had made their decision since their own child was useless beyond belief.
I didn’t even get to say goodbye to any of the friends I made either. The next morning a strange lady in a fancy fur coat came to our door and I was whisked away with her. With my parent’s blessing in fact. Dad taught me a spell and cast it on this journal before I left at least. It would scramble the words and make it hard to read except for the one writing this thing.
I don’t know what happened but we didn’t stay in Tokyo. We didn’t stay in Japan either. We got in a plane and for nine hours I sat next to the strange lady. She offered only small greetings and stated she was my aunt for any questions or purposes. She pushed me away when I offered a hug though I figured that any sight of affection would be seen as useless. Mages were cold… and most of the time unfeeling monsters if my mom was telling me the truth. There were exceptions but they were so far and long between the monsters that it was hard to tell what you were getting into.
We landed in a place call London and were going to a place called the Clock Tower. I think it was where magi hide out. I would be getting a one week course before being sent to where I belong. It was summer at the time and she said I needed to be ready,
For that whole week she made me train to use magic in some way… but I was never able to really cast any spells. My arms burned and hurt everytime I tried. She would state that I was a disgrace but I never really cared. Hopefully that would be enough to send me home. It never was.
They decided to do something to me later and I think it happened when I fell asleep. I remember seeing this one boy the previous day but then he wasn’t there anymore. He had purple eyes too. I don’t think people have purple eyes but I’ve seen these dark skinned girls on the train and they put on contacts that were colored so maybe that was a thing here.
When I woke up the lady made me cast some spells. They were weak… but I could cast them now without feeling any pain now. That seemed to satisfy those watching eyes.
After those lessons a tall man on a large red coat also taught me things. He was a bit stuffy but nicer than most of the other mages that lived here. He taught me historical things though it was always limited to short facts about people in history. I didn’t know why but he had me make flashcards with dozens of names on them. I couldn’t pronounce some of them though. I was at least not discouraged from practicing and I was told to keep my cards handy for later. I’ll probably use some pages from this journal when I figure out what was so important about the names on the cards.
I also met this really weird lady with blonde curls who laughed like one of those anime princess type characters. That was really weird as well since she tried teaching me some strengthening magic. I don’t know why though. All I noticed was that she looked at me with some slight worry but I’m sure it was nothing.
As soon as the week was up I was given a trunk from my parents with my things. It wasn’t a lot but I did notice that they had put locked box on one side of the trunk. Also there were several runic symbols carved into the edges. The trunk was overly light but I’m not sure who did that since I couldn’t do that.
I was given this white uniform in my size and told to wear it when before I left. I placed the two extras into the trunk as well before they drove me to another airport. The lady who picked me up from home chaperoned me the entire way. The only thing she noticed about me was that I didn’t smile much and made a point that I should try to.
Apparently I was going to do great things even if I was so small. Or I would fail and nothing bad would happen after that. I’m pretty sure she was just kidding but it made me squirm all the same.
When we got to the airport we took three flights one after another before we reached a private airport somewhere in Australia… I think. Then we took another flight to this tanker floating close to the Antarctic circle.
There were a lot of mages there too. They scanned us both and made sure my things were secured before the helicopter we were going to take took off. Apparently we were in the best possible position to take off now. The weather had cleared up and we had a very big window of opportunity to reach our destination.
I was cold… but not as cold as I thought I would be. The lady said my mystic code would protect me from the cold but I didn’t have any cheat codes on me that did that. She then explained what they were and I felt a bit dumb. They were my clothes. Apparently the mages of the Clock Tower made special items to cast magic should a magus not be able to perform spells constantly. My clothes that I was wearing was one such item.
She explained a bit more about these codes and that while I was in Chaldea I would get more which would be necessary for whatever I had to do. She slowly trailed off to a silence that I took to mean to keep quiet now.
When we got closer I felt this strange sensation over my body as we passed this weird glowing field. I think one of my teachers called it a bounded field but they didn’t go into detail about that.
It was early morning when we made it within range. There was Chaldea. And we were about to land. I’m putting this journal away until I get a good look at the place. Hopefully I’ll have time to write down some more before anything big happens.