12 | P a g e Chapter 1:Wind Port My name is Rudeus Greyrat, and I’m a pretty boy who just celebrated my eleventh birthday a few days ago. As a skilled magician, I’ve gained notoriety for my ability to use magic without chanting spells and my unique way of mixing the different elements. One year ago, I was caught in a magical disaster and teleported to the Demon Continent. My hometown was on the exact opposite side of the map in the Asura Kingdom’s Fittoa Region, which meant I had to travel halfway across the world to get back. I became an adventurer to earn money as I started out on the long voyage home. In the past year, I’ve successfully cut my way across the Demon Continent. *** Wind Port, the Demon Continent’s one and only port city, was a townscape with rolling hills. From the entrance, you had a sweeping view of the entire city. Most of the houses were made with mud and stone in the Continent’s typical style, but there was the occasional wooden house here and there. At the edge of the city was the harbor. That, rather than the main entrance, was where most of the hubbub took place and the peddlers set up shop. It was a city with a flavor uniquely its own, different from the others I had seen before. Beyond the harbor, across from the city, the sea spread out vast and wide. When was the last time I had seen the ocean? Probably back when I attended a middle school on the coast. This world was different from ours, but the sea was not. It was the same blue, had the same sound of crashing waves, and birds that