Guys. SERIOUSL?! NOBODY TOOK MY FREAKIN POLL SO I HAD TO DECIDE MYSELF. AND ALSO NOBODY COMMENTED OR GAVE ME A PM! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO ASK? I NEED FUEL TO KEEP ME RUNNING JUST LIKE A FIREPLACE. THAT FUEL IS FEEDBACK AND IF I GET NONE IT TAKES ME LONGER TO WRITE HENCE I CANNOT UPDATE REGULARLY. If nobody reads this part and acts on it I will die (inwardly, so don't worry too much but still).

I had a feeling you might skip the part above so I added this in for you guys:

"Hello! I am Marilyn. I would be able to do more this chapter but I can't... You know why? Cause nobody bothered to take less than 10 seconds to do the poll. I am upset because my writer had to go through a lot of trouble making up scenarios of what could happen further along in the story and why I might need one magic over another. She is still deciding at the moment but has ruled some ideas out. Please help her make her final decision by voting in her poll so I can get my sub magic already!" I pouted.

"Wow Marilyn," Jackson breathed, "I think that's the most I've heard you talk... like ever."

"Yeah. Whatever," I huffed.

I let out a long deep sigh.

"I don't think this is ever going to work. Are you sure this is how you get magic?" Jackson groaned.

"Well there was a wizard named Yuri Dreyar, the Master's father, who couldn't sit still because he had too much extra energy. He ended up running around to get his magic. So I think your mind has to be extremely focused in order to transform the ether and in the air into usable magic. However some people focus differently. For me I need absolute quiet and this place isn't really that quiet," I answered.

"Yeah. It's super loud but I just want to join in on the fun. I can't concentrate like this. Guess I'm like that Worry Dryer guy," Jackson stood up and stretched.

"It's Yuri Dreyar," I corrected, "And I think I'll go for a walk in the woods to try and clear my mind."

"Ok. Just be back by lunch," Jackson said casually.

"What are you? My mom?" I teased.

Ahh. The birds chirping, the flowers blooming, a little butterfly floating by. This is just what I needed. It's so peaceful here. Not that I don't like the guild, but this forest here is perfect. Oh! There's a little spring.

Tucked away near a large rock was a small spring that was half full with lily pads and the home of at least two frogs.

"Guess this would be a good place," I said aloud to nothing in particular. And so I sat down and began meditating.

"Ow! Stop it," I swatted at the air with my hand sleepily.

"Shoot. I fell asleep," I continued, opening my eyes and sitting up. I blinked. What? Why are there three cats in front of me? I held out my hand toward them, but they turned tail and fled into the woods. I heaved a sigh.

"Alright. Time to get some magic already..."

Nothing. No worries. No problems. Just me. Floating through the air. Ethernano surrounding me and coursing through my veins.

I repeated those phrases over and over again in my mind until it was clear, blank, and free from worry or distraction. Then I opened my eyes (I had closed them when I began meditating).

Wow. I did it... I actually did it! But... this is what I looked like. Back then. During the fire. Escaping the murderer.

That same blue, gold, and silver tint had come over my body yet again.

But this doesn't make any sense. So if I'm creating magic because of the ethernano here then that means... no. That can't be right. There's no ethernano on earth, right? Why does everything have to be so confusing. I'll talk to the Master about this. And Levy too, since she reads a lot of books which means she could have some knowledge about this.

And so I started the walk back to the guild, the glow fading away sometime along the way.