Now, Mura was getting a little excited. He had the same magic? The power to change and manifest the Earth’s elements at his will? That sounded awesome to him. “So I can do that too? Awesome..!” he surprisingly spoke up, “But why haven’t I realized it yet? The only magic that I’ve been able to control is my Spirit Bind Magic.” The old monk would clear his throat and reply: “You simply needed a catalyst. Basically, all mages have these fragments of Onmyōdo, but not everyone can awaken it. However, you seem to have more of those fragments than everyone else. That’s partly why I chose you to become the next Onmyōji…” Oeromo slowly soared closer to Mura, continuing: “After spectating my descendant’s life, you seem very wise. Worthy of being an Onmyōji. To be honest, people could learn a lot from your life… but I guess that it’s the first time that you encounter death of a relative, am I wrong..?” Mura suddenly closed his mouth, having a pretty heavy feeling. “… Yeah. It’s… ehm...” Mura had trouble bringing words out of his mouth right now, “This stupid war... it didn’t have to appear. I know that it's hard to accept a friend's death, but…” Oeromo would quickly see himself in Mura, as he had the same philosophy. “I understand you more than you think. Back in my ancient days, people used to breed conflict as well; in fact, even more than today. Remeber, this war of your family is only one of many ongoing wars right now; and it was worse back then. And with their ancient Magic, it caused so much tribulation and deaths. I tried my best to find a way out of it for them, with my own Magic. I didn’t want to use it as a weapon, but you should know that if you’re forced into experiences like these, then there aren’t any other ways out. I tried my best…” The old monk tipped at the wet floor once more with his staff, revealing a figure of his elder look; a cloaked warrior, more human-like than he looked now and with another figure in front of him. "Something interrupted me on my mission. You see... Earth is very miserly. It wanted to keep its Magic for itself back then; that's why it sent out a massive beast. This beast that had the same powers as an Onmyōji, the Beast of the Earth." He would look down to his flying feet, letting out a sigh, “I managed to calm down the planet's greed. But exchanged my own life for it... yet, I feel that I haven't achieved anything." "The Beast of the Earth? Do you mean some kind of summoning of Earth?" Mura asked the old sage. He looked up again. "Whatever it was, it was extremely powerful. Just like an Elder Dragon." The very depressed monk soared towards Mura again, "Even though my actions felt useless back then, I might be able to help you stop the ongoing war. You have the same Magic as me; however, there’s something else special about you. I can see your potential very clearly.” Mura looked up at him, smiling a little. “You really… want to help stop the dilemma? That would be a great help… ehm, Grand-grand-grand-grand…” He would get stuck in saying grand, until Oeromo stopped him. “Please. I feel responsible in putting an end to this conflict. But first, I have to ask you something…” The sage suddenly changed his facial expression, looking dead serious, “What do you desire in this life; after this war and when you return to Fairy Tail? I’ve watched you for a long time, yet your goal still is unknown to me. I'm quite curious.” This was a pretty serious question; what goal laid behind Mura’s life and actions? What did he seek after? He took a moment to think about it, when suddenly, Kyuken erupted from the water. “Master! There you are!” Kyuken spoke up, surprising Mura a lot, “I’ve heard everything, but it’s too dark to see anything down there… Phew.” “Wait, Kyuken? What are you doing here?” “He can’t deal five seconds without you nearby, Mura. Hahahahah!” a familiar voice laughed. It was Aiken, who emerged from the water as well. “Aiken?! Were you even with me before?!” Mura spoke up in surprise. It seemed that Aiken had followed him without permission, which wasn’t really unusual. They both looked at the old man. “Oh, who’s that? Your new spirit? Isn’t he too old to be a spirit, hehe?” Alkia cockily asked. The old man would look at him, while his eye brows twitched. “I’ve never liked you…” he said, while switching his gaze towards Mura again, “So, what’s your answer? About my previous question…” Mura remembered the question from before and felt that he had an answer. He looked into the monk’s eyes and said: “It's simple. I want to become the best swordsman in this world.” The old monk would look a little bored there, until Mura moved up his hand, pointing his thumb at his Guild Crest, “You see, I've learned how to treasure people, and I want to keep being able to do that. That’s why I want to become strong.” The monk looked at him for a moment, a little confused about his answer, then laughing as he realized the meaning. “I see… truly a nice guy, you are,” he said, grinning a little, “Then you must get ready for what comes in the future. Now, stand still.” The old sage lifted up both his hands, moving them towards Mura’s forehead. "You never know what might happen. Therefore, you shall know that." Suddenly, a giant emergence of magic power appeared around him, while it manifested as a giant beast that pointed its palms towards the new Onmyōji…
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