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Orion took a slow breath as he stepped deeper into the Grand Library. The scale of the place made even the thought of where to begin feel almost laughable. He stood still for a moment, just to absorb the atmosphere.

The air carried a faint hum—mana woven subtly through the environment, stabilizing the floating shelves, supporting the shifting platforms, and ensuring silence within the enormous space. Every book, every structure, every rune felt deliberate.

A soft chime sounded nearby.

"Welcome, first-year."

Orion turned.

A librarian—an older man with silver-rimmed glasses and a pale-blue robe embroidered with crystalline runes—stood by a hovering desk that glided smoothly beside him. The man bowed slightly.

"If you need directions or references, feel free to ask. Each section is staffed with coordinators like myself."

"Thank you," Orion replied.

The librarian smiled and drifted away, the hovering desk following him noiselessly.

Orion looked around again.

This was going to take time.

He started walking.

The main path stretched forward into a vast corridor—if it could even be called that. Shelves rose in spirals, forming towering formations with walkways wrapping around their edges. Students walked between the shelves or stepped onto floating platforms that adjusted their altitude with gentle movements.

Each major section was marked by a suspended rune panel:

Foundational Arcana

Raw Theory & Spellcraft

Chronos-Era Documentation

Elemental Studies

History & Records

Spatial Sciences

Temporal Sciences

Combat Forms Archive

Biological & Mana Physiology

Runic Formations & Arrays

Philosophy

Miscellanea

The list went on.

Orion exhaled slowly. It truly was impossible to explore this whole place in a day—or even a week. But he wasn't here to rush. He was here to learn.

He chose a direction at random at first, mostly to get a sense of the layout.

The Foundational Arcana section was the nearest. As he entered, the lighting shifted subtly—brighter, more focused, with gentle white luminescence. The shelves were arranged neatly, with titles categorized into introductory magic, early spell anatomy, theory of mana pathways, and basics of rune interpretation.

Students in this area were mostly first-years, some wide-eyed, others reading intently, some taking frantic notes already.

A librarian in pale-blue robes approached another student nearby.

"If you're new to structured learning, start with the Mana Compression Primer. It outlines mental frameworks you'll need when constructing higher forms."

Orion listened with interest, then moved on.

Next was Raw Theory & Spellcraft.

The lighting dimmed slightly here. The shelves grew taller and wider, as if mirroring the complexity of the material. Diagrams glowed lightly on hovering boards, illustrating advanced concepts—spell matrices, branching formulas, multi-layer rune linkages.

A senior sat cross-legged on a suspended cushion, flipping through a thick tome. His concentration didn't waver even when Orion walked past.

He continued.

A pair of platforms drifted past overhead carrying stacks of books and two librarians holding quills that recorded everything automatically. The sheer organization of this place was staggering.

Chronos-History Documentation slowed him down.

He didn't enter, but even glancing from the entrance, he saw entire shelves dedicated to historical events tied to the Chronos lineage. Glass cases held scrolls that looked ancient. Some texts hovered inside protective barriers. It would be easy to get lost here for days.

But not today.

Spatial Sciences caught his eye next.

The section was vast. Runes shaped like spirals moved across the archway. The air shifted minutely, almost imperceptibly, as though the space inside was layered. Orion stepped inside, brows lifting when he noticed the staff here had robes with additional sigils—likely advanced specialists.

He didn't walk far in, but even the first aisle was dense with highly specific material, his eyes immediately picked some out:

Dimensional Stability & Anchors

Spatial Veil Phenomena

Concealment Through Distortion

Applications of Layered Space

But he forced himself to hold back. Today wasn't for diving deep into specifics. Not yet.

He moved on..

He eventually passed the Combat Forms Archive. It contained floating mannequins performing perfectly memorized martial sequences while spectral annotations highlighted weak points, strengths, and alternative moves. Seris would probably camp here for hours.

He kept walking, weaving through the labyrinth of knowledge.

It didn't take him long to begin feeling overwhelmed—not in a negative way, but in sheer awe. The Grand Library wasn't just a collection of books. It was a living structure. A functional ecosystem of knowledge, tailored for every imaginable aspect of magical development.

Eventually, his steps slowed.

He had found the section he had been looking forward to the most.

History & Records

The entrance had no dramatic lighting, no hovering shields, no swirling runes. It was quiet—calm. Almost deceptively simple. But Orion felt a pull the moment he entered.

Soft lanterns hung from high arches, illuminating aisles that seemed endless. There was no chaos here—only order. The titles were arranged meticulously by era, region, lineage, and category.

He stepped in further.

Ancient Conflicts

Rise and Fall of Kingdoms

Demon Incursions

Pioneer Eras

Heroic Lineages

Lost Civilizations

Philosophical Shifts Through Ages

Orion's pulse quickened.

This… this was what he loved.

Stories carved in time. Real people. Real events. Real legacy. Real tragedy. The sense of scale, the ripple of consequences—everything about history called to him.

A staff attendant approached him quietly.

"First-year?" she asked softly.

Orion nodded.

"The tables on the lower platform are open. Feel free to take anything you need from this section. If you require detailed cross-referencing, call for a librarian through your bracelet."

"Thank you," he said.

She smiled and moved along.

Orion selected three books almost instinctively:

Records of the First Continental War

Founders of the Five Dukedoms

History of Early Magic Civilization

He descended to the lower platform. The area was less crowded—only a handful of students sat at different corners, reading silently.

He chose a seat near the center, placed the books down, and opened the first one.

And like that… four hours passed.

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