On the other side of the portal the reincarnation warden lay the little girl down on a bed, that he manifested with a thud of his staff to the ground.
He tucked the girl into bed and with the wave of his hand, a bookcase fill of books appeared.
The reincarnation warden took a step to the right of the bookshelf, to see hundreds of bookcases, continuing infinitely in the hallway.
The reincarnation warden walked along the hall of bookshelves and stopped suddenly next to one with a white star on the side of it.
He ran his hand against the spines of the books until he stopped at a book, covered in dust and with a spider crawling on the spine.
He pulled the book from the bookshelf and blew the dust off it. He opened the book and a blinding light shown from within.
A world fill of magic and wonder flashed through his head. The past, present and future of the world played like a movie in his head.
He closed the book and began walking to the little girl, who was still fast asleep in the bed, and stood next to her.
He opened the book to a page, which spoke of an orphaned girl who was living on the streets and died of the cold, just before someone could help her.
The reincarnation warden reached his hand into the air and a feathered quill appeared with a light blue shine at the tip of it.
He bit his finger, and with his blood covered over the words written into the fate of this world. He looked down at the little girl and then began to write.
Once he was finished writing he slammed the book closed and looked at the little girl as she began to glow.
She floated into the air and started to break into little pieces of light. The warden raised his hands with his staff in hand and began to chant, "For the soul of one who has suffered, please release them from their previous pain."
He waved his staff as he chanted, "For the new life of this soul, may it be fill with the joy, happiness and love that it lacked before."
"For this soul to continue on it's I give my freedom and trap myself in solitude, so that others may flourish in my place."
He slammed the staff into the ground, and the particles of light disappeared. As they disappeared, the reincarnation warden fell to one knee, a trinkle of blood ran from his nose.
He wiped it away and stood up, steadying himself. He picked the book up off the ground and dusted it with his hand. He smiled as he opened it and began to read.
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In a faraway world, a little girl lay in the cold of winter. She was an orphan who had no family or home to go to.
In this world, there were many children like the little girl, but it was inevitable. There wasn't enough food in every village or city and there were monsters roaming around.
It had been and was still survival of the fittest. Those who were able to make weapons to fight monsters and those who were able to use them were at the top of the food chain in human society.
But there was one being greater than these men and women, a mage. Those who were blessed with magic and were able to wield it, were a rare but fiercely strong group.
Every orphan in the villages saw becoming a mage as an escape from their rough lives, but not everyone could enjoy that privilege.
The little girl who lay shivering, under her single scrap blanket, stopped moving. But then particles of light floated down and circled the little girl.
They stopped moving, once in a circle above her head, and then they all sunk into the body of the little girl.
Her eyes opened to a lady standing over her. The lady had dark brown hair and dark blue eyes. She had a warm smile on her face as she reached her hand out to the little girl.
She asked, "Do you want to come with me?", her hand toward the little girl's. The little girl looked at the kind hand nervously before nodding her head.
She reached her thin, frail arm out towards the lady and grabbed her hand. The lady looked at the small hand with concern but then looked back at the little girl and smiled.
She took off the coat she was wearing and put it around the shivering body of the little girl. "Let's go to somewhere warmer", she said.
The little girl feeling the warmth of the coat and from the hand she was holding, began to get teary eyed.
"You don't need to worry anymore, you'll be safe with me." The lady said, while tightening her hold on the little girl's hand.
The little girl began to cry, as she was feeling emotions, towards her that she had never felt. Kindness and love felt a lot better than anger and violence.
The lady picked her up, as she cried, and carried the little girl, in the snow, all the way to her home.
The little girl fell asleep in her arms on the walk. The lady lay the little girl in her bed and went to the fireplace.
She placed some pieces of cut wood before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a wand.
She pointed the wand at the fire and said, "Ignesco". There was a spark in the air above the pieces of wood, before it caught light and started to burn.
The lady put her wand away and went to her desk and sat down. There were pieces of paper lying all over the desk, with spells and books on magic.
The lady who had picked up the little girl, was not only a mage, but a magic researcher, who would discover new spells and uses for magic.
As she sat down at the desk, a spell activated underneath her. The pieces of loose paper gathered together in a pile and the open books closed themselves and returned to their rightful place on the bookshelf.
Her ink moved to the corner of the desk and the quill placed itself inside the ink. A piece of paper containing her lasted research floated its way off the pile and landed in front of her.
It was research on how to identify those with potential for magic. The magic would lay over the caster's eyes and glow different colours depending on a person's potential.
There were five colours that the lady had seen so far, yellow, green, blue, red and purple. The weakest mage had yellow and the strongest had purple.
Those without any potential for magic had no colour at all. The lady cast her spell, "Probabilis", while pointing her wand at her eyes.
She looked at her hand and saw a blue glow, but when she looked around, she saw nothing, until she looked in the direction of her bed.
There was a blindingly white light glowing from her room and when she got up to see the source of it, it was coming from the little girl.
She looked down at the little girl with curiosity filling her eyes. "I wonder what white means?", she said while adjusting the blanket to cover the little girl properly.