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Prologue

In the massive expanse of space, there is little filling that void with life. At least, as far as we are able to perceive. But somewhere in the cosmos, there is a stirring. What started as a vague mist within the nothingness manifested itself into a strange force. The shape of a star shines in the mist, as a small surge of energy sparks out from the mist.

In an instant, the small spark of energy in the faint mist bursts into a powerful force. The small star now serves as the center for a wave of the strange, mystical energy, taking the shape of a pentagram. The power centralized within sparks out violently through the otherwise soundless void of space.

The collection of energy charges up until it bursts, bathing the dark void in a blinding white. The energy, what little is visible in the bright light, dissipates across the cosmos. As the dust begins to settle in the void, a desperate plea can be heard, somewhere in the distance through the magical energy.

Voice: If anyone is out there, please hear my call!

Voice: I was born and raised to be a witch, and more than anything I want to be the best witch I can. But I cannot seem to cast even a simple spell. It has already been a week since I enrolled at Galinda Magic Academy. But no matter how much I try, nothing has changed.

Today is supposed to be the day we summon our own familiars. I have read extensively about familiars: magical companions matching the magical aptitude of their masters and aiding them in the world. Ever since I came to learn of my deficiencies, my desire to be partnered with my own familiar grew exponentially. However, it seems that I am still unloved by the fairies of this world. No spell can be cast from my wand. I could not even have an elemental affinity identified at the opening ceremony, my magical potential was so low.

But even still, I know somewhere deep down that there is a familiar out there for me! Someone or something that struggles and strives for greater things just as much as I! I do not care if I cannot summon a dragon or a griffon! I do not even care if my familiar is simply a rat or a newt! Just something, anything! Let us find each other so that we can both reach our full potential together!

On what was supposed to be an ordinary morning at the Galinda Magic Academy, a certain ritual has taken an unexpected turn. The northernmost courtyard of the repurposed castle lit up with the same magical light that shone out in the void. The teacher, his students, and their various creatures serving as their familiars watch in shock and amazement as the one witch left behind of her peers finally accomplishes the summoning spell. And in the center of the pentagram formed by this student, a young human man rises from the depths of nothingness. Their eyes meet, signaling the beginning of their shared destiny together in this magical land of Faegea.

Come to me, my familiar!

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