In this world, there is magic.

Beautiful magic. Destructive magic. Magic of all kind.

In this world, everyone has magic. It's buried in the depths of the heart, drawn out by powerful spells, or the power of the heart. Spells are created from the Evermore dust in the heart, after all. The most vulnerable part, yet the strongest.

Everyone has a chance to be chosen with powerful magic. Everyone has a chance at magical education. It just depends on how hard you work. Are you willing to fight for the magic? Are you willing to go through all those test, everything to become... One of the best?

Some use magic for everyday life. There might be some people without magic, but that's okay. Some people don't want magic. Some people want to lock it away. Never use it again. And so, the HeartSurge started. The Heart Surgery company, which would weave the thin strings of Evermore dust out of your body using some kind of special spell.

A Blood Bond.

Which locks away potential, and it's hard to break. To make a Blood Bond, your relative must cast it themselves.

In this world, when people turn 15, they can be chosen by the SBM.

The most powerful mages in the galaxy.

They were never seen, but everyone knew they existed. They were usually seen wearing long cloaks to hide their faces. Hide their identity. They had created the city's barrier, and protected the continents and united everyone. They were powerful. They used their Evermore-knitten wands to blast away darkness and evil. They were heroes. They ARE heroes.

In this world,

Beautiful creatures of all kind roam the earth. Almost everyone is happy. But some, some are greedy. Some want more. They want to be the most powerful, they want to control. They want to conquer.

And so, they snap the branch that is their wands, and consume the Evermore dust. After all, Evermore dust is what magic spells are spun out of. However, as soon as it touches their lips, it would be too powerful. And instead of taking out inner potential, it would corrupt, and thus the monsters have been created. The Darkness. Monsters that would attack, would force, would create more of them. Terrible monsters. The ones the SBM fought everyday, trying to stop them from taking over the world.

In this world, the wands come from Evermore trees. And not unlike real trees, they are ALIVE. But a different kind. A sentient kind. They could talk, they could communicate. They could control. They were so powerful, and they wanted to share. And so they let people snap their branches, if only they would do it carefully, and return the Evermore dust in the future.

And that is what we did.

Every year, one of the SBM would take a Golden Apple, filled with Evermore dust, created by all the mages of the universe blasting the most powerful spells, and give it to the tree. The trees, as I said before, wanted to share. But they didn't want to lose. They didn't want people to be greedy, and take without giving back. And so, every year, the most powerful spells were blasted by each and every person, as much as they could, and almost triple the Evermore dust was returned to the Evermore trees.

In this world, there's a girl named Cassie, who wants the SBM to choose her. Who trained her entire life. Who was ready. Ready for YEARS.

This is her story.