World's End

There was once a child named Nicholas who was said to become the one of the greatest magic-users of the century. When he was born, like every child born with the ability to use magic, his body radiated a magnificent blue light. But, unlike other babies, the child's light was brilliant enough to almost blind those around him; everyone was sure that he was going to be a powerful magician. As the baby grew up, he learned of his tremendous latent ability. He was able to quickly learn how to harness and manipulate magic. As other children his age were trying to levitate simple blocks, he had been levitating desks and chairs. He advanced far more quickly than those around him, but as a result, though praised by adults, he was shunned by those his age; ultimately, the child grew up lonely. By the time the child was 9, he was recognized as a genius. By 16, he had surpassed several masters of specific types. Some said that the boy was going to receive the Blessing, but by 21, he had vanished.

Nicholas' missing existence was such an important event that it shifted a balance in power; now, the world had larger things to worry about. At the time of the disappearance, there was a large power struggle that encompassed all five of the great nations, and rather than worrying about a single magician, most wondered if they would be sent on the battlefield. Governments focused massive amounts of resources in training soldiers and preparing for war. Draft orders were sent all across the nations; unless one was wealthy enough to pull strings, it was required that a family member, given that there was a husband or a son, be sent to become a soldier. The world was teetering on a fine line that could bring about the death of millions. In all of this chaos, little could predict what would happen.