Chapter 1 - Clouse's POV
I started training under Master Chen when I was a young man, around the age of 17. I had heard of Lord Chen's teachings and was amazed at their potential, and as I had lost my father only a few months prior I believed training could help me. I discussed it with my mother and she reluctantly agreed.
I went forward, traveling across the sea, over mountains and through villages. I followed my map and asked for directions until at long last I reached my destination.
Lord Chen's dojo.
It had barely become day when I began to knock on the door of dojo.
"Lord Chen?" I declared. "I wish to speak to you"
There was a pause then the doors opened.
"Yes, yes what is it?" The man at the door asked.
It was the teacher I had been looking for, Lord Chen. He was dressed in a black robe with a snake-like belt. He had short red hair and a annoyed look on his face.
I swallowed nervously, hoping I hadn't made a bad first impression. Ironically, I continued to embarrass myself as I stuttered in my mumbling. "L-Lord Chen. I came from-"
"Stop mumbling, how am I supposed to hear you when you talk like that?" The master demanded.
I froze for a second, self-conscious then I cleared my throat. "Lord Chen. I have come from very very far to seek your guidance. I'd like to be trained."
Lord Chen gave a laugh. "YOU? Be trained by ME? How silly. You are very very boring. Come back when you have something interesting to tell me"
He began to shut the door, I bit my lip and decided to do something risky. It was my only option. I raised my hand and mumbled a few words. Suddenly purple flame-like magic appeared in my palms.
"Wait!" I said.
Lord Chen hesitated and looked at me in surprise. "H-How are you doing that?"
"My mumbling has purposes" I said.
Lord Chen smiled thoughtfully.