Daybreak:Volume 1 Chapter 2 - Revision history

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	He didn't recognize the old-fashioned four-poster bed he laid in, or the redwood furniture that lined the walls, and certainly not the dimly-lit room itself.		He didn't recognize the old-fashioned four-poster bed he laid in, or the redwood furniture that lined the walls, and certainly not the dimly-lit room itself.

	He felt his pulse quickening as uncertainty washed over him. Being both too young to drink and uninterested in alcohol, or any kind of drugs for that matter, it was improbable that he had blacked out from some kind of wild club party and screwed up his timeline.		He felt his pulse quickening as uncertainty washed over him. Being both too young to drink and uninterested in alcohol, or any kind of drugs for that matter, it was improbable that he had blacked out from some kind of wild club party and screwed up his memories' timeline.

	...Especially not before the tournament.		...Especially not before the tournament.

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	But Pascal himself paid no heed. His eyes were transfixed upon the unconscious girl. His body barely contained the boiling excitement as thoughts shouted across his mind in triumph: ''it worked perfectly!'' followed closely by ''oh Heavenly Father has granted me an angel!''		But Pascal himself paid no heed. His eyes were transfixed upon the unconscious girl. His body barely contained the boiling excitement as thoughts shouted across his mind in triumph: ''it worked perfectly!'' followed closely by ''oh Heavenly Father has granted me an angel!''

	At barely one-fifty-~~five~~ centimeters (5'1") tall, the thin girl appeared no older than mid-teens and gave off a fragile, almost doll-like appearance. Her figure lay concealed beneath a short-sleeved jacket and pair of pants that looked far too big to fit, but the small hands and cute face revealed her flawless white skin. She had an adorably tiny nose and thinly curled lashes, while straight ~~canary~~-white hair ran all the way down to her thighs.		At barely one-fifty-seven centimeters (5'2") tall, the thin girl appeared no older than mid-teens and gave off a fragile, almost doll-like appearance. Her figure lay concealed beneath a short-sleeved jacket and pair of pants that looked far too big to fit, but the small hands and cute face revealed her flawless white skin. She had an adorably tiny nose and thinly curled lashes, while straight beige-white hair ran all the way down to her thighs.

	"Did he... just summon a Samaran girl for a familiar?"		"Did he... just summon a Samaran girl for a familiar?"
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	"With that almost-white hair? Probably."		"With that almost-white hair? Probably."

	"But why a Samaran? Not only are they commoners... ''Republicans''," Reynald spat out the word as though it was filthy, "but they're also nonbelieving ~~heretics~~."		"But why a Samaran? Not only are they commoners... ''Republicans''," Reynald spat out the word as though it was filthy, "but they're also nonbelieving heathens."

	Meanwhile, Pascal knelt down in a dramatic one-kneed pose before taking the unconscious girl's right hand and kissing its back, thereby ~~completely~~ the familiar bonding ceremony.		Meanwhile, Pascal knelt down in a dramatic one-kneed pose before taking the unconscious girl's right hand and kissing its back, thereby completing the familiar bonding ceremony.

	"Sir von Moltewitz, you have some explaining to do!"		"Sir von Moltewitz, you have some explaining to do!"

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	"Excellent, Dame Ariadne! It's remarkable how consistent your summoning is." Professor Albert von Marienfeld's words mirrored his gleaming-onyx eyes as they examined the beautiful wings of Ariadne's flawless white pegasus.		"Excellent, Dame Ariadne! It's remarkable how consistent your summoning is." Professor Albert von Marienfeld's words mirrored his gleaming-onyx eyes as they examined the beautiful wings of Ariadne's flawless white pegasus.

	It wasn't her first pegasus either. Her previous steed had accompanied her since childhood, only to be killed under her during the Battle of Parchim. Her bravery in combat had earned her a Knight's Cross. This not only qualified her to join the prestigious Knights Phantom --the elite air cavalry corp of Weichsel-- at merely twenty years of age, but also exacerbated her rivalry with Pascal.		It wasn't her first pegasus either. Her previous steed had accompanied her since childhood, only to be killed under her during the Battle of Parchim. Her bravery in combat had earned her a Knight's Cross. This not only qualified her to join the prestigious Knights Phantom -- the elite air cavalry corp of Weichsel -- at merely twenty years of age, but also exacerbated her rivalry with Pascal.

	"Thank you, Professor Sir," Ariadne returned a courteous reply as she stood up and brushed back her silken pink cascade. Pleased with her own summoning, she finally let go of the breath she'd been unconsciously holding. With a step forward in the magic circle inscribed using crushed sapphire dust --her birthstone-- mixed with holy water and her own blood, she placed a delicate kiss on the forehead of her new pegasus familiar to seal the bond.		"Thank you, Professor Sir," Ariadne returned a courteous reply as she stood up and brushed back her silken pink cascade. Pleased with her own summoning, she finally let go of the breath she'd been unconsciously holding. With a step forward in the magic circle inscribed using crushed sapphire dust -- her birthstone -- mixed with holy water and her own blood, she placed a delicate kiss on the forehead of her new pegasus familiar to seal the bond.

	"Remember, class, that a familiar is a mage's companion for life." The instructor commented as Ariadne's demonstration finished. "Therefore, your spell should always demonstrate and describe yourself as an individual, much like a wedding oath. When completing the ceremony you should treat your familiar with respect and care, the same as you would treat your future bride or groom at the Holy Father's altar."		"Remember, class, that a familiar is a mage's companion for life." The instructor commented as Ariadne's demonstration finished. "Therefore, your spell should always demonstrate and describe yourself as an individual, much like a wedding oath. When completing the ceremony you should treat your familiar with respect and care, the same as you would treat your future bride or groom at the Holy Father's altar."
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	It had been a tiring week. Kaede was a member of his high school's spring festival planning committee, and this year the timing overlapped with an archery tournament that he would be attending. He had been staying late every day to make sure that his previous years of committee experience would be passed down to his successor. At the same time he had to train at the Kyūdō Archery Club as one of its senior members. Combined with the schoolwork that a 12th-grader still had to finish, it left Kaede with many late nights where he could squeeze in six hours of sleep at best.		It had been a tiring week. Kaede was a member of his high school's spring festival planning committee, and this year the timing overlapped with an archery tournament that he would be attending. He had been staying late every day to make sure that his previous years of committee experience would be passed down to his successor. At the same time he had to train at the Kyūdō Archery Club as one of its senior members. Combined with the schoolwork that a 12th-grader still had to finish, it left Kaede with many late nights where he could squeeze in six hours of sleep at best.

	It didn't help that his sister's family had fallen ill, prompting his Japanese mother to fly to Vladivostok last night to care for them. His father --like most Russian men of his generation-- was useless at housework. Therefore Kaede had to wake up early this morning to prepare breakfast.		It didn't help that his sister's family had fallen ill, prompting his Japanese mother to fly to Vladivostok last night to care for them. His father -- like most Russian men of his generation -- was useless at housework. Therefore Kaede had to wake up early this morning to prepare breakfast.

	Kaede could remember laying on the couch as he waited for the clock to strike 6AM. He was struggling to stay awake until it was time to meet the others and leave for the archery tournament.		Kaede could remember laying on the couch as he waited for the clock to strike 6AM. He was struggling to stay awake until it was time to meet the others and leave for the archery tournament.
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	''All right, deep breaths... calm down and think.''		''All right, deep breaths... calm down and think.''

	Kaede had no clue how long had passed since he, she --whatever one should refer to themselves in such outrageous circumstances-- completely blanked out.		Kaede had no clue how long had passed since he, she -- whatever one should refer to themselves in such outrageous circumstances -- completely blanked out.

	Unfortunately, after several mental shocks and still no ray of enlightenment, Kaede concluded that this was ''probably'' not just a weird dream... which meant that the situation was truly nightmarish.		Unfortunately, after several mental shocks and still no ray of enlightenment, Kaede concluded that this was ''probably'' not just a weird dream... which meant that the situation was truly nightmarish.
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	"The spell picked you, not me... wait a second, you are a man?"		"The spell picked you, not me... wait a second, you are a man?"

	"~~Seventeen~~, before I woke up here!" Her otherwise wispy voice had risen to a soft yell.		"Male and seventeen, before I woke up here!" Her otherwise wispy voice had risen to a soft yell.

	With his brows furrowed, Pascal looked split between confusion and disbelief.		With his brows furrowed, Pascal looked split between confusion and disbelief.

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	Albert now stood over Pascal with the examining gaze of a retired general. He watched the young lord retrieve one rune-engraved stone after another from an extra-dimensional belt pouch. After carefully positioning sixteen of them, Pascal connected the rocks with a series of tiny malachite gems to form a perfect circle. Three larger runic stones followed, this time linked by lapis lazuli gems to draw the smallest equilateral triangle that would contain the ring.		Albert now stood over Pascal with the examining gaze of a retired general. He watched the young lord retrieve one rune-engraved stone after another from an extra-dimensional belt pouch. After carefully positioning sixteen of them, Pascal connected the rocks with a series of tiny malachite gems to form a perfect circle. Three larger runic stones followed, this time linked by lapis lazuli gems to draw the smallest equilateral triangle that would contain the ring.

	"Amazing..." came a feminine murmur as others nodded in consent. ~~"Trust the 'Runelord' Pascal to always try something creative."~~		"Amazing..." came a feminine murmur as others nodded in consent.

	"I believe you and Professor Kirchner are the only two experts of ancient Runic Rituals on campus, and I'm certainly not a specialist on gem magic," Professor Albert commented. "Would you please explain your setup to everyone?"		"I believe you and Professor Kirchner are the only two experts of ancient Runic Rituals on campus, and I'm certainly not a specialist on gem magic," Professor Albert commented. "Would you please explain your setup to everyone?"
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	"Of course." Pascal relished the opportunity. "As you know, Runic Magic was created by the Northmen to reduce the casting time of their battle magic. The runic glyphs on these granite stones replace the mnemonic incantations of the ritual and substitute for our personalized verses. Each symbol is carved deep and inscribed with blood appropriate for bonding magic. Each gemstone is infused with my mana to supply additional magical power. The outer triangle, laid with the gems of truth and wisdom, will enhance the seek and search for the appropriate familiar. Meanwhile the inner ring of malachite, also known as 'the mirror of the soul', will serve as the primary focus of the ritual itself."		"Of course." Pascal relished the opportunity. "As you know, Runic Magic was created by the Northmen to reduce the casting time of their battle magic. The runic glyphs on these granite stones replace the mnemonic incantations of the ritual and substitute for our personalized verses. Each symbol is carved deep and inscribed with blood appropriate for bonding magic. Each gemstone is infused with my mana to supply additional magical power. The outer triangle, laid with the gems of truth and wisdom, will enhance the seek and search for the appropriate familiar. Meanwhile the inner ring of malachite, also known as 'the mirror of the soul', will serve as the primary focus of the ritual itself."

	"~~As expected,~~ you've put plenty of thought into preparing this," the Professor commented. "Very well, you may begin."		"I see you've put plenty of thought into preparing this," the Professor commented. "Very well, you may begin."

	"With the runes handling everything, the ritual itself is quite simple and leaves no chance for errors," Pascal began with assured confidence as he gently cut his right index finger with a dagger. With careful aim, he dripped a drop of fresh blood into the top rune of the inner ring. Like water flowing across routed channels, the stones and gems lit up one after another. They bathed the shadowy room with a combination of crimson, forest, and indigo light. Magic strong enough to be felt pulsed outwards as each glyph lit up, releasing a dense mist that soon enshrouded the entire dance hall.		"With the runes handling everything, the ritual itself is quite simple and leaves no chance for errors," Pascal began with assured confidence as he gently cut his right index finger with a dagger. With careful aim, he dripped a drop of fresh blood into the top rune of the inner ring. Like water flowing across routed channels, the stones and gems lit up one after another. They bathed the shadowy room with a combination of crimson, forest, and indigo light. Magic strong enough to be felt pulsed outwards as each glyph lit up, releasing a dense mist that soon enshrouded the entire dance hall.
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	"The ritual is complete," Pascal announced as he quietly called a wind spell to clear away the mist.		"The ritual is complete," Pascal announced as he quietly called a wind spell to clear away the mist.

	The focus stones and precious gems had been reduced to a ring of worthless gray dust. However what drew gasps from everyone was the ~~small~~ girl that now lay unconscious within it, naked except for Pascal's jacket covering her thin body.		The focus stones and precious gems had been reduced to a ring of worthless gray dust. However what drew gasps from everyone was the short girl that now lay unconscious within it, naked except for Pascal's jacket covering her thin body.

	"Sir Pascal, please explain yourself."		"Sir Pascal, please explain yourself."
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	''Is the universe playing a cruel joke on me or something?'' Kaede couldn't help wonder. ''Is it because I complained too many times about all the unfair expectations placed on me just because I was born male?''		''Is the universe playing a cruel joke on me or something?'' Kaede couldn't help wonder. ''Is it because I complained too many times about all the unfair expectations placed on me just because I was born male?''

	Kaede ~~might have~~ never ~~embraced~~ 'masculine culture'~~, but~~ this was definitely NOT what ''he'' asked for!		Sure, Kaede had always been called a 'sensitive boy'. He never really fit in with what society saw as 'masculine culture'. However this was definitely NOT what ''he'' had asked for!

	Nevertheless, Kaede's fears did wonders in concentrating the mind. Her hyperactive thoughts soon realized exactly what should be done:		Nevertheless, Kaede's fears did wonders in concentrating the mind. Her hyperactive thoughts soon realized exactly what should be done: