Magolor didn't know much about his family, other than they held a position of power, and seemed to believe that this void guy would bring them paradise. He looked forward to this, wanting to experience this "paradise".

He enjoyed training his magic with his sisters, who were always encouraging him and his abilities. Sure, he couldn't do much, only little energy orbs, but he was getting better! In fact, he's gotten so good, the magic balls could travel five feet!

"Such an improvement, good job."

"Thank you Parmesan! I've been working really hard!"

She ruffled his hair, "I can tell, also, it's Partizane, not parmesan."

"It's hard to say, and you look like cheese!"

Zan laughed, "Okay, egg-head."