"Again. It's not a as easy for the first time. You need to concentrate on manifesting the Magitec to store the pencil." Professor Ignis instructed the young nine year old Izuku. It was Friday of the first week and it seems that it was time to start training. Training in the art of Crownsguard forces. Seeing it was a way to easily understand how learn to manipulate Magetic and the only source to learn from.

His personal storage. It was the first lesson. Izuku was instructed by his professor to use Magetic to place an object in a space meant for only him. The first thirty minutes were small objects like pencils, board erasers, and other small desk objects.

Granted Izuku did mess up. The first time he only partially placed half of a pencil inside of his storage. This caused a burst of small wood and led to explode. The particles fell on the floor. Izuku felt his head ache.

"Concentrate. Remember to imagine a chest and Magetic is the lockpick. Rattle around the lock without patience and focus will snap the pick. Until you can get use to opening the chest with the lockpick, you can never forge the key." Ignis instructed.

"Again." Izuku nodded as he got another object. This time it was a board eraser. The young boy held it out in front of him. Picturing the Chest in his mind. Then a pick as Magetic. In the child's mine was a dark space with one object present. The opener seem to be forming from dark blue crystal bits. It soon appeared as the small dark green lockpick.

Said lockpick was inserted into the dark blue chest's lock. Slowly the pick started to move. "Don't move to fast." It turned to left. Searching for the opening, it wasn't there. "Be patient." Then said pick turn the opposite way. On the right, Izuku found in opening. "Focus." With patience and precision, the young boy opened his inner storage carefully yet not confidently. Once the top of the chest opened to reveal at the bottom...

A board Earser.

With surprise Izuku felt his eyes on reality and looked down were his hands were. They were still on the same position although this time there was a change, a big change.

The Board Eraser was gone! He had done it! Looking at his teacher for approval of his efforts.

Ignis saw his student with alive eyes. He looked at him looking for that approval and he did get it. In exchange, the older man smiled at his student for beginning the first step but it was still the transitioning to the second step. Therefore, Izuku needed more time to practice.

"Very fair I might say. Now let's try a couple of more objects." Ignis suggested receiving a nod from his student.

"Now, try a tennis ball." Izuku looked up at Ignis as his teacher spawned a tennis ball through the use of Magetic. "Due make sure to revise all the steps and images." He handed the lime green ball to Izuku.

"Yes Professor!" Soon followed another trial and error process. Unlike the wooden scribing tool, this round shape would hit the boy in the face when ever he "rattled" or "hasten" the "lockpicking" of his personal storage.

Fortunately through the seventeen attempts with working the damn bouncy ball. Only five times has the ball itself needed to be replace. Unlike his last efforts with pencil. Instead of combusting the wood, the ball would pop a smaller hole or the worse case: being cut in half uncleanly.

In the child's mindscape. The chest was there and the lockpick were the same but the only difference was the strategy. Simply it did not have the same opening as the last one. Every time it came close, the lockpick would snap off, frustrating the child. Although he didn't at first noticed it until his tenth attempt.

The lockpick was changing form. It was subtle but he could tell his pick was adapting to the strength of the chest. The steel end was angling to match the degree of the lock inside.

Soon after reviewing his teachers words, he heard a click in the middle of searching for the opening. It happen again. Once again he open the chest, this time a bit quicker than his last success. In there was a tennis ball.

Opening his eyes with satisfaction and pride, Izuku looked at his hands. It wasn't there anymore!

"Very good. Now we will do the next step. Conjuring the object out of your personal storage." Ignis made his success short lived as the next step was even harder.

"This time repeat the process but once you see the object in your mind, obtain with your will. The first step was Mind, now the second step is Will.

In the simplest terms, for Ignis to explain about the ongoing steps of the process. Izuku felt his brain tire but nonetheless pursued the lesson.

The child returned to the mindescape of where the chest lies. This time though it was a bit easier to open the chest. When it was a "bit" more like another eight attempts to open the box. Once Izuku had saw the inside of his storage. He saw the board eraser and the tennis ball from earlier.

Reaching in to get the green lime ball out, Izuku felt how hard it was to pull it out given it doesn't weigh not even two pounds. Although his first attempt was a massive success. He didn't mess up conjuring the tennis ball in his hand. Well that's what he called progress.

"Now that you completed step two, let us move on to the next lesson." Ignis instructed once more, pleased with the progress his only student has been making this past hour.

For the next twenty minutes, Ignis explains the conjuring of weapons. Usually, summoning a weapon of any kind will depend on the person and their character. For the daggers and lances/Spears, the character of the weapon would be justice. Seeing that Ignis was a experience and expertise dagger/spear welder, he would see exactly if Izuku was more prone to the attribute of Justice or any of the other three.

Justice, one of four attributes of the Lucian philosophy within the crownsguard. Itself represents the form of doing the right thing to your fellow Lucian and/or man. With nothing false in your soul and only serving the righteousness of ones true judgement. Just like the slice or stab of a dagger to the pierce of a Spear; It will always remain honest.

Temperance, the restraint to never use your Magetic abilities against innocents or certain occasions during the battle. With the use of firearms and machinery, the Lucian will hold constant restraint of the his Magetic.

Strength, the will and power alone to be used as both a shield and a greatsword: literally. With the use to protect what's at stake whether it be the innocents, family, King, or the Lucian himself; he will no matter the cost even with fear of death or failure to protect. The Lucian will remain strong against all opponents.

The World, those who wield the swords forged in the image of the first Lucian will embody the importance of his kingdom before himself. He who uses his blade for his kingdom will bear the true mark of a Lucian.

Izuku hold out both hands to conjure his weapon. Imaging the same dagger as his teacher, Izuku did his best to make the same manifestation. With conjuring weapons the rules stay the same although different form. Instead of using the personal storage to help him. Imagining the blade itself through its texture and definition.

This time though, Izuku felt something glow and warm-up a bit. In his mind he pictures a dagger imitating every detail. From the clean curved edges of the blade to the straight handle. As he saw it with his own eyes his hands emitted the weapon before him. To his surprise and utter disappointment...

It looked like nothing more than a kitchen knife to cut stake on a dinner table. "You done it in one try. That's improvement right there." Ignis congratulated.

"Yea but I wanted to make the same as yours. Mine are not even comparable towards those knifes in your hands." Izuku brought himself down at his first conjuring.

"Remember that you made excellent progress today, and it's the first week. Don't let yourself down over your efforts. I'd suggest you seize your comparison as it will only halt your future progress and extension: potential." Ignis walked by Izuku while removing his glasses to look at the boy. Sure it made his vision in the mist of ambiguity but it was the only way to see the child eye to eye.

"Let us take a break." Ignis manifested a water bottle out of thin air with Magetic.

"Izuku, when I was younger and first grasping Magetic. It was not easy for me. Giving my future position as the guardian of my now present king. You see I always compared myself to my father. His intellect and wits upon the world made my drive struggle. That is until I met Noct. Once I was officially assigned to be there to support him on his journey to become the next King of Crown City." Ignis brought the younger boy's attention with a tale of his younger days.

"During the early years, it was simple. Although as we grow up, things became more and more difficult. Sooner than later things fell apart between kingdoms causing a Cold War between that of the empire and the Crown. It was then I learned many lessons on that journey and one of them is to never doubt yourself and believe in your own efforts."

"If you feel like your going to lose, then defy that fate of emotion because in the end you are the only one who can change your fate." Ignis spoke in a manner that was captivated Izuku into his own thoughts.

He was deemed quirkless, the inability to become a hero, and reduced to nothing more than a class that lower. Maybe it was time he stopped thinking like that. Let other say what they have to say, but it is ultimately his own decision to either accept there words or reject it to find another way in his story.

He wanted to ask. No! He needed to ask this question.

"Umm Professor? Can I ask you a question?" This didn't caught Ignis off guard since it was his job to be Izuku's teacher.

"What's your question?"

"Do you have a quirk?" Izuku asked awaiting an answer. To his surprise it wasn't the answer he expect.

"I don't have one. Never was I born with the abilities of quirks." Ignis answered professionally awaiting Izuku's response to his conclusion.

It surprised him sure, but to think that his teacher was just like him: Quirkless. It gave him a great amount of closure about himself.

"Crown City nor do we Lucians bear a power of a quirk. It has been that way since the next step of human evolution began."

Marveled and uplifted at this news. So their King was also quirkless. Although now, just because they are considered quirkless doesn't mean that they are weak. By all means if they hold power to wield Magetic as freely as quirks does then by all means they are a special force to be.

"It is unfortunate, for a child growing up in a ever progressing time. But alas that's how the world works. It waits for no one and we have no choice but to follow it until our timely end rather be quick or long, it does not matter. Being quirkless has affected you for so long. You thought it brings you weakness, low opinions of yourself and your existence, and the ever lasting odds of life. Just know that everyone will feel that low part of the current. Know this you are never alone. Along with everyone else, you, and me are nothing more than human. Instead of accepting thoughts of others, understand why that they think that way so that you can beg to differ with your own action and argument." Ignis, his tone was compassionate. Filled with wisdom upon the journey life had given him.

Izuku looked with silence, taking everything before one last words of wisdom came from his teachers voice.

"You may think it's unequal, the class, the wealth, the power, and more importantly the people. Although I will argue that at the end of the day everyone of those things will be born, lived, and inevitably die. Not everything lives for ever and sooner than later time will repeat itself once again just for the end again. In my opinion, no matter the wealth or power, no matter the kind or the harmful, no matter the talented or hardworking, all men are created equal to the day they are born till they die."