I sat, idly pondering the facts I had come across in my studies of the Aura Masters I had been doing. I had learned many facts in my studies, and many other things that I found interesting. I sat in my cabin, thinking silently as I laid my head over the back of my chair. Of all the things I had learned, they hadn't made my search any better. I had yet to find anything that I had looked for. I hadn't found a trace of another Aura Master alive in all existence.

However, what I had learned was very interesting. According to my research, the earliest Aura Masters had been something close to gods. They were weavers of the life streams that came from within themselves to their fullest powers and could do many things with its great powers. Even with all my training, I could never do such things. Those same Aura Masters also had a purpose for existing. They had to maintain the celestial balance.

You see, when existence first began, the clash between good and evil in the form of the fallen angels that became demons and angels that lived in Heaven during the earliest times of existence threatened to destroy the mortals that were forming. From those mortals, there were some that could use the spiritual powers that existed deep within their soul to fight against both sides to keep the balance even in the mortal realm. Some of these Aura Masters even became so strong that they could easily challenge Archangels. When that fact made it to the highest kingdom of Heaven, the Archangels set out to destroy these Aura Masters.

For centuries after that great slaughter, the Aura Masters were fewer, but they still existed. Race evolved and changed their form, but still, the powers were very much the same. It is also said that once every thousand years, an Aura Master would rise with powers similar to the firsts. An Aura Master with a clear aura. When he rose, the Aura Master would gather to him and fight again. This went on for centuries, until the last blow was struck.

With the banishing of one of the lowest Archangels and the weakening of one of the lower kingdoms of Heaven, a king rose up to protect the kingdom. The angels couldn't fight back the invading armies of demons, and since their king was not an Archangel, the Archangels ignored his plea for aid. He made the only choice he had and called for the newest of the leaders of the Aura Masters to aid him, and the spiritually strong warriors united to fight this fight. In the end, the demons were defeated.

However, the king of the Angels learned that these Aura Masters had great strength. He betrayed them, and killed off as many as he could. In the end, only one remained. That man's name has been lost in history, but I assume it is probably one of my ancestors. That is the history of the Aura Master, but it doesn't end there, since I still live, you see.

Next, I learned just how the Aura Master's powers work. You see, there are two kinds of ways Aura Masters can gain their powers. The first is to awaken, as Master put it. Those who awaken are those who's auras are normally very normal colors. These are the people who's powers come to them after a serious or traumatic event happens where the person's drive for power breaks their bodies hold on the aura in them. After that, these people begin to see auras when they close their eyes, have flashes of super human physical abilities, and have even gone so far as to actually be able to materialize their aura for short periods of time. However, these people lose their powers if it isn't properly released after a period of time, although how long is unsure.

The second kind of person is the Adept. An Adept, in this case, is a person either born with these powers or a person who's very spiritually aware at a young age, although the second is extremely rare. These kinds of people have precious gem colored auras, like my own, and have a much greater control over their aura, even before ours is unleashed. It explained my powers over my air. This power never leaves a person, and it will stay with them until the day they die. It is mostly passed genetically, which means I should recognize my father's aura if I ever met him in the realm of the dead.

To awaken the power of an Aura Master, a person that is awakening or an Adept must first find someone who can. The only people who have this power are higher beings, such as the deceased God of the Ethereal Forest, Cenarius, for myself. The awakened or Adept will search out the nearest person for this purpose, and then, the Master can choose if they want to release the person or not. I'm still hoping that I'll have that chance before I die. It'd be the greatest honor of my life.

That's when I sensed something odd. My good friend, and assistant, Armond leapt on my shoulder. The albino monkey and I stood up from my table, where I had been writing my findings, and looked out towards the trees outside of the warded area around my cabin. The serpents were fewer in number recently, since my hunting trip with Hunter and Rain, but they were still a good deal about. However, they wouldn't dare come near the wards around my house here, because they were poisonous to even these giant snakes.

I closed my eyes and opened the world of auras up to me. I could feel something. Someone was awakening, or an Adept was realizing his power. Either or, I could feel it, and knew what it was. I opened my eyes and my normal smile widened. "I guess I should call him to me. This might be my only chance," I mused to myself as I increased my energy output as much as I could without attracting too much attention from the outside. My door would open to this person when whoever it was got here. It could feel him the same as I.

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