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Entry #1

I've always wanted to keep a diary. It's an odd thing to think of, whether or not to keep one, but I've decided I might as well. It's my 22nd birthday after all, and Evan said I'm too introspective not to have one, so here we go.

My name is Ismet Aherin, born the ninth of the month of Judgement, in the year of Repentance (that would be 1990 AD). People call me "Matt" anyway, so I respond to both names. I am about 1.9 metres tall, and who cares about weight. My hair is naturally black, as are my eyes, but somehow my irises have become white, while mysteriously retaining my ability to see.

I was trained first as a magician, then a cleric. But by the time I reached Priesthood, Hines had taken particular interest in tutoring me. I now am proficient in all magics, including those of the Cygnus Knights and the battle magicians of Edelstein. Right now I am researching on the magics of the famed Luminous, as well as picking up skills with the longsword and bow from a few books, just in case.

Evan and his pet dragon, Mir, have been my friends for as long as I can remember in Ellinia. Evan wasn't from Victoria Island though, not that it matters. They've been the only true friends I've had, and I'm glad they are.

Right now I reside in Kerning City, a gritty place that is free from constraints. Evan came to visit, dragging that archer girlfriend along with him, a nice girl named Denica. Well, if he's happy then I'm fine. So the only present was this book.

Went to the gym earlier on. It's been so long since I've first started… two years since I've opened the first book on battle magic. Perhaps my strength isn't as much as a traditional warrior's but it sure as hell is much more than what it was back then. Managed to lift a new personal record. I should be proud of myself.

Had a little hitch with the Hinkel that Denica gave. So kind of her, but my Olympus never looked so sad in front of the shiny new bow that is so large, square and light as a feather. The lack of weight is odd, for now, but I don't know whether to pity that bubbling which had ten arrows stuck in it before one managed to puncture it straight through. Blame my incompetence. The Blue Screamer, on the other, was really a steal, so perfectly balanced yet so cheap from the free market. Still can't believe my luck.

Chicken tikka masala for tonight with naan on the way in the oven for Evan and Denica too, since they're staying over. Going to have to tutor a new batch of Priests tomorrow. Well, I was in their place once, and I'm getting paid for this, so no hard feelings. I'm just hoping no one blows up their face trying to ask for a Shining Ray too early on. It happened before, and their face was literally the target. Not cool, spent a lot of energy cutting the spell and healing the poor bastards. I should probably tell them about it.

Ciao, and see you tomorrow.
Ismet