Rise of the Strongest Sword Magician

Ryan Sartega's life had never been easy. At CSU, one of the Philippines' largest universities, he was a quiet loner, perpetually relegated to the back of the classroom, an easy target for bullies. Yet, amid the taunts and jeers, a spark of excitement burned within him. The announcement of "Another World," the first-ever virtual reality game, promised an escape from the confines of reality.

Ryan had been saving diligently from his part-time job at a local bookstore, pinching every peso he could to afford the coveted gaming helmet. The moment finally arrived when he held the sleek device in his hands, his heart racing with anticipation. With the helmet secured and his heart pounding, he stepped into his room, ready to immerse himself in a world of adventure.

As the virtual world unfurled before him, Ryan found himself standing in a vast, lush landscape. An ethereal figure, adorned in flowing robes and radiant wings, appeared before him. The angelic being introduced itself as Seraphiel, the guardian of Another World, and offered guidance for the journey ahead.

"Welcome, traveler, to Another World," Seraphiel's voice resonated in Ryan's ears, imbued with a comforting warmth. "Here, your path is yours to shape. There are four major categories, each with three main jobs. The categories are warrior, weapon specialist, healer, and mage."

With each word, Ryan's excitement grew, and he hung onto Seraphiel's every utterance.

"Warriors encompass the Shield Warrior, Guardian Knight, and Berserker paths," Seraphiel continued. "Weapon specialists wield the Swordsman, Assassin, and Ranger roles. Healers channel their energy through the Cleric, Druid, and Oracle classes. Lastly, the mage category comprises the Elementalist, Summoner, and Cursemancer professions."

As Seraphiel's voice faded, Ryan felt a surge of decision-making pressure. He knew deep within that the mage's path was his calling. The allure of manipulating elements and conjuring magic held an irresistible appeal. His eyes brightened as he announced his choice, "I want to be a mage. An Elementalist."

Seraphiel's smile was luminous, radiating approval. "Excellent choice, young mage. Now, what shall be your in-game name?"

Without hesitation, Ryan declared, "Kulas."

"Very well, Kulas," Seraphiel nodded. "Your journey in Another World begins now."

In a heartbeat, the scenery transformed. Gone was the lush landscape; instead, a sprawling cityscape emerged. Towering spires reached toward the virtual sky, bustling streets echoed with footfalls, and a vibrant marketplace hummed with life.

Kulas marveled at the intricate details of the virtual world. With a newfound sense of purpose, he navigated through the city, his excitement palpable. As he wandered, he encountered other players, each unique in appearance and attire. The realization hit him—these avatars were fellow travelers, fellow dreamers.

It wasn't long before Kulas found himself in a training area, a designated space for newcomers to acquaint themselves with the game's mechanics. His hands tingled with anticipation as he raised them, summoning a small ember of fire. The flames danced to his will, a testament to the power he held as an Elementalist.