The touch of the system was familiar; it was the same presence that had been with me since the first day I had opened my status screen as a child, when I knew how to reach with my will and called for my status screen.
It was a rite of passage for every child, and there was always that faint hope in our small hearts that when we called for our status screen, we would see something special… a quest, or a hidden talent that only the System could find.
For me, I had always known I was going to be a mage, from the fact that my soul was constantly growing beyond the limits of everyone around me, and I could see that while the Anima Depth of my parents was stuck at 10, the maximum for a fully grown mortal, mine was closer to 15.
