"To put it simply, magic is simply a human-god transaction.
wherein people give the gods in a particular domain their "mana," or magical energy.
Make an agreement with the fire god if you want to use the power of fire.
Want to use a simple water spell? Pray to the ocean god.
Using magic may seem simple, but there is more to it than just a simple transaction.
First, start chanting the name of the god whose power you want to use; if successful, a small yet noticeable stirring in your mana will occur.
Second, you'll offer the right amount of mana to set up the third step.
Finally, think of the magical formula you want to use; it should be precise with no mistakes, and it must be vivid, as if you were writing what you were thinking about. If there is even a slight mistake, the spell itself might
Collapse
Explode in your face
Or go out of control.
Using magic is dangerous and could only be used by professionals who have studied the field of magic, but even they can make a slight mistake and cause their own death."
"Summary of the book: Introduction to the field of magic."
I took a look at the time; it was 3 in the afternoon.
Though I wished I could stay longer in the library, I do have plans with my brother.
I tucked the notebook with the newly written notes into my small pouch bag and placed the book back on its shelf.
"Leaving already? I thought you would accompany me for a bit longer," said the librarian.
The librarian was a girl with natural chestnut brown hair that fell over her shoulders. She was about my age, specifically in her 15s. Her skin tone was light and smooth, appropriate for someone who spends most of her time in the library, and she was dressed in an oversized white shirt.
Though she was dressed a bit inappropriately, when we first met, she was rather shy and timid, but now that we have gotten used to each other's presence, we slowly warmed up to each other.
"I have a scheduled plan with my brother; hence, I'll leave a bit earlier than I usually do," a soft yet polite voice escaped from my mouth.
I heard her somewhat solemn voice say, "It'll be a bit lonely here without you." Her words seemed to suggest something.
"I figured, since I'm mostly the only one who consistently comes to the library."
"Yes, that's correct."
Though we were acquainted with each other, at times the atmosphere becomes rather quiet.
"I'll go now, then; see you tomorrow."
As I was leaving, she held up her hand and said, "See you tomorrow."
I raised my right hand to wave back at her.
***
A bit later,
I was surrounded by a large number of people, which was to be expected given that this was a park.
I moved my head from left to right, searching for my brother, who said that we would both meet in the park.
"Brother!"
Following the voice, my gaze quickly met his.
Step by step, he finally reached where I was standing.
"Let's go to the divination class; it's just about there." He pointed to a nice-looking building.
"Alright." The reason for his enthusiasm about mysticism was due to my infatuation with magic, which was somewhat deformed into his fascination with said mysticism.
As I agreed to his request, his eyes shone like stars.
The first person to approach the white building was my brother Elias, who practically pranced each step.
I soon trailed behind him.
Walking into the building, I saw it was a rather fancy place, with plants that are known for giving good luck as decorations and other stuff that is known for giving luck to the owner of the house.
Then, just at the end of the hallway, we reached the door with a door plaque that reads "Divination class."
As we entered the room, a man blocked our path with his hand and demanded payment.
"50 pence each," he simply said with a firm voice.
My hand moved to my pouch bag and took exactly one pound before handing it over to the man.
He then moved his arm away, allowing entrance to both me and my brother.
Both of us walked towards the seat near the middle in the second row, allowing us a clear view.
An ordinary-looking man entered the dimly lit room, his steps relaxed, used to being in front of people in his entire life.
He held a tiny hand mirror in his arms, which he kept very close. It was he who would impart knowledge of catoptromancy, more commonly known as mirror divination.
Contrary to my brother's belief, divination does not exist.
While yes, gods do exist, divination does not. The reason is simple: humans aren't gods; they're mortals.
The reason for the wide belief in mirror divination as truth was due to the characteristics of our God, the God of foresight.
In the recorded history, he only delivered a total of three prophecies that prevented disasters from destroying the world. In which, yes, it was a great deed, but not for the other gods for some reason.
The other gods loathed our God; hence, the reason for our seclusion into the deep forest.
Being loathed by the gods and our relationship with him resulted in our inability to use magic no matter what.
Then, resulting in the false belief in divination, the God of foresight can only send messages through prophecies and not through mediums using divination.
It was just a massive delusion from not being able to accept the truth of not being able to use magic.
But belief causes relief, so there's no point in trying to prove that divination is false even if it is indeed false.
Brother, little nudge at my side and it was my brother, who then spoke "Brother let's go."
"Ah, has it finished already? It seemed that I have daydreamed."