Magus Supremacy

Chapter 3

"What!!???!!!!!!" Grey shouted in surprise and that was because the First mage had just informed Grey that he might have an affinity.

"What do you mean what if I had an affinity?" Grey asked feeling quite excited at the prospect of being a mage then he remembered that to be a mage, it has to be hereditary and as to his knowledge, neither of his parents were mages.

"But, none of my parents are mages."

"It doesn't have to be like that right?" The mage asked.

"What do you mean?" Grey asked.

The mage just sighed and then stood up his chair to stare at Grey who was now trembling under the gaze.

"It doesn't have to be that your parents should be a mage before you become one. And you are also right, to become a mage, it has to be hereditary that was the restriction placed on the humans."

"So how am I a mage?" Grey asked in frustration.

"Did I say you were a mage?" The mage asked. "I only said what if you had an affinity."

Grey's head felt like it was going to explode at this as the vein on the side of his head was showing and he was gritting his teeth in anger.

"Well you could actually be a mage since your grand dad was a mage." The mage said.

"What?!!!???!!?!!" Grey said in shock.

"Didn't you know?" The mage asked with a raised brow. "Even your dad was a mage but he wasn't able to unlock his affinity before he died. And I couldn't save him either because it was too late and that is why I couldn't sit and watch you die just like that."

Grey now felt like his head was going to explode but not in anger. It was more because of the amount of surprise he was getting one after the other from the first mage.

'My grand dad was a mage? Even my dad? So if he had unlocked his dormant abilities, he would have survived.' Grey thought dejectedly.

"I could practically see everyone's affinities and powers but for some reason, I can't see yours." The mage said.

"Doesn't that mean I don't have an affinity?" Grey asked with a raised brow.

"No! I can feel it, you definitely have an affinity but what it is, I don't know but there's a way to find out." The mage said.

"Well! Let's get to work then." Grey smiled.

"How you have suddenly changed. Just a few moments ago, you were submissive and respectful, now you have suddenly started bossing me around." The mage chuckled.

And then he quickly clicked his fingers again and a table appeared in front of them all then followed by a huge glowing orb that was so reflective to the extent Grey could see his reflection in it.

"Alright, now I want you to place your hands on this orb for me." The man said.

And Grey hurriedly got to work as he was too excited and he placed his hands on the orb. Then he suddenly felt strange as he could feel a piece of him leave his body and then move to his hands before it entered the orb.

Grey was about to move his hand away when he heard the mage's voice.

"Keep your hands still! It will only last a second."

Grey did what he said and waited again until the mage told him he could move his hands away which he did. Then the mage came over to examine the orb.

After a few seconds tinkering and mumbling, the old mage suddenly went quiet and stared at the orb with wide eyes like his eyes were going to pop out of its sockets.

Seeing the mage's reaction, Grey was now worried.

"Is everything alright? Are the results bad?"

Hearing Grey's voice, the mage snapped out of his daze and looked back at Grey.

"Kindly place your hands on the orb again." The mage said.

Grey just shrugged and placed his hands on the orb again albeit quite worried about the results. He felt the same sensation as before and knowing it won't harm him, he waited.

After a few seconds, he removed his hands and the mage came over to examine it and he couldn't help but be shocked the second time again.

"Yup, it's definitely not broken. But how is this possible?" The mage said out loud in surprise.

"What's wrong? Please tell me, you are scaring me." Grey said worriedly.

The mage quickly regained his composure while waving his hands and making the orb and table disappear then a second chair appeared behind Grey.

The mage gestured for him to sit and he did.

"I don't know how this is possible, and I'm totally out of words." The mage said while looking at Grey.

"What is going on? Do I not have an affinity?" Grey asked, feeling down already.

"Who is saying you don't have an affinity? Kid, not only do you have an affinity, you could be the strongest of mages soon enough with this."

"So you mean I have an affinity?" Grey jumped up in excitement. He didn't care for the title of the strongest or whatever. As long as he had a useful affinity to help his widowed mom, then he is totally cool with it.

"Will you sit and let me finish?" The mage ordered and Grey quickly sat back down.

"As I was saying, what do you know about mages?" The mage asked.

"Nothing much, just that they have some pretty cool powers and they are treated as gods on Earth." Grey answered with a shrug.

"And you wanted to be a mage? What kind of mage wouldn't know anything about mages?" The mage asked.

"Anyway, I won't tell you everything now, just a little something to further understand what I want to say."

Grey was now on the edge of his seat as he was ready to hear what the mage had to say.

The mage leaned forward, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Grey, your affinity isn't just rare—it's something I've never seen before. The world isn't ready for what you might become."