The training for the inheritance did not go at all as Asato had imagined. In the six years old's mind, the training consisted of using the power all around him. To feel the same way he had felt while he harnessed his power.
To only be proven wrong the very next day. The place where they had been cornered and stuck inside was enormous, bigger than the space he had lived before.
And yet it was filled to the brim with books. They covered the whole walls, the roof and even places where his short eyesight did not reach.
It was overwhelming and consuming to a six years old child. The books reflected in his red eyes as a barrier between him and his desired result.
The child took a few steps inside and then stopped, turning his body the steps to outside began.
"Hey, where are you going? Get b
