It had been a few days since Albion was reborn in this world, and one thing he Learned about this world was that it had a similar dialogue to that of his last world, or maybe because he was born in this world and that is why he knows.
Will didn't care much about it; he just looked at the book, which was more of a map; he then opened Ans and started to read it. "Map of the world"
The was well decorated, with each of the 7 Nation being marked, and name, will more like 6, with the 7th one being just black and without any name, which has him the creeps, the Nation was as they go
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Riseal Nation
Sky Striker Nation
Traptrix Nation
Maliss Nation
Fiendsmith Nation
Albaz/Dragon Nation (my nation, and the one nobody respects...)
And the mysterious 7th nation that shouldn't exist
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Albion just looked at the book as he spoke. "They Sound Like Yu-Gi-Oh Deck Name's".
Albion took a deep breath; he realised he couldn't live in denial anymore, or maybe he could, because he was either in the Yu-Gi-Oh World or a stranger work that had a lot Similar terms to the Yu-Gi-Oh world, which he hoped was the case.
Now why would he look at Map, and not history, one he was not ready to learn about and second he wanted to know what the general Layout of this strange world looked like.
Albion sat cross-legged on the rug of his room, the oversized map spread out in front of him like a priceless treasure. His wings twitched occasionally—he was still getting used to the weird sensation of having them. The sunlight trickled in through the grand windows, illuminating the seven nations etched onto the parchment.
He traced each nation name with his tiny finger.
"Riseal... Sky Striker... Traptrix... Maliss... Fiendsmith..." He paused at the sixth, frowning. "Albaz. My nation. The one apparently no one respects."
He looked over to the seventh, the black void that occupied a corner of the map like a cursed zone in an RPG.
"No name, no symbol, just... gloom. Yeah, totally not suspicious."
He leaned back, muttering to himself, "This has to be some fanfic multiverse or something. What's next? Elemental HERO High School?"
A knock interrupted his spiraling thoughts.
"Young Prince Albion," came Chame's soft voice from outside. "Your magic tutor has arrived."
Albion blinked. "Wait, I have a tutor?"
"Yes, as decreed by His Majesty."
Albion blinked again.
Okay. So, dragons are real. Fantasy nation names. Yu-Gi-Oh references. And now magic.
His lips curled into a dry grin. "I died of cancer for this... and somehow, it feels like an upgrade."
Chame entered, carrying a tray of snacks, followed by a tall, robed figure. The man wore a mask covering half his face and had glowing tattoos that pulsed like circuitry beneath his skin.
The man bowed. "Greetings, Young Prince. I am your tutor. You may call me... Spellcode."
Albion blinked.
"...What the hell kind of card name is that?"
Spellcode looked at the Young Prince as he spoke. "Are you Ok Young Prince".
Albion blinked as he fixed himself. "I, um, yes, sorry for my rudeness".
Spellcode just Chuckled as he looked at him. "No need to apologize, Young Prince, it is not the first time someone had a reaction to my name like that".
Chame looked at both as she spoke. "Shall we go to the Garden for the Prince Training"
Spellcode looked at the Young DragonMaid as he spoke. "Yes, that will be very delightful, and a proper place for training".
As he started to walk, the two kids followed him, as Albion looked at the man, as he looked at Chame.
Albion looked at his personal Maid. "So, um, Chame, what is his deal?".
Chame looked at Albion as she spoke. "Oh yes, he is from the Sky Striker Nation".
Albion looked at her as he blinked. "That explains so much; he is from the Most advanced Technological Nation".
Chame nodded as she spoke. "That is correct, His Majesty had to pay a lot of coins for him".
Albion looked at her as he spoke. "Why so".
Chame looked at him as she spoke. "Sky Striker Nation doesn't acknowledge monster Nation like us. They may have the best mages next to Riseal, but Riseal has its problems".
Albion looked at her as he spoke. "I see"
In his mind, he thought of something else. "This world is more complicated than I thought, just great".
After a while, they arrived at the Garden, and Spellcode looked at the Young Prince as he spoke. "So, Young Prince what is your Elemental Attribute".
Albion looked at him as he spoke ten truths. "I don't know".
For a brief second, Spellcode eyes glow as he pulls out devices. "No need, I shall just scan you and see what you have".
Albion looked at him as he spoke in his head. "In Yu-Gi-Oh, they were 6 attributes, Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Light and Dark; if I remember correctly, My father's Attributes are Water, and my Mother.... Shit, I don't remember".
Spellcode scanned Albion, as Chame was hoping the young Prince had the same Attributes as her, that being the Attribute of Dark, as the Scan was done.
Spellcode looked at Albion as he spoke. "It seems your attribute is Light Young Prince".
Albion blinked as he spoke. "I um, thank you for telling me".
"No need to say Thanks; I was just doing my duty as your Tutor".
Spellcode turned and waved his hand. Instantly, a small orb of light hovered in the air before Albion, glowing with the same brightness and warmth as sunlight. "Now then, since your attribute is Light, we'll start with something simple. Light is the element of clarity, protection, and sometimes... destruction. But we'll stick to the safe part first."
Albion stared at the orb, his eyes narrowing with both curiosity and caution. "You're going to teach me how to do that?"
"Exactly," Spellcode replied, the half-mask glinting in the sun. "Let's begin with feeling the mana within you. Close your eyes, and focus on your chest. Your core is there, where the mana pool resides. Imagine light gathering... like pulling sunlight into your hands."
Albion did as he was told, shutting his eyes. He tried to imagine the sun. Not the one in this world—no, he thought of the sun back home, the one he saw through hospital windows, blurry and distant, but always comforting.
Warmth stirred in his chest.
Spellcode nodded slowly. "Good. You feel it, don't you?"
Albion opened his eyes. His hands were faintly glowing—light gold, soft, and flickering like a candle. "Whoa."
"Very impressive for a first-timer," Spellcode said, clearly surprised. "Most children take weeks to find their mana, let alone make it manifest."
Chame clapped lightly, a gentle smile on her face. "I knew you'd be special, Young Prince."
Albion smiled awkwardly but inside, his thoughts were spinning.
Light element. Noble background. Dragon heritage. A maid from a card game. A tutor from a futuristic nation. And nations that don't trust each other. I need to figure out the politics fast, or I'll get crushed by this fantasy game-world nonsense.
Then he heard a distant roar echo through the mountains. It was deep, ancient, and powerful—one that stirred something deep inside him.
Spellcode's expression hardened. "...That roar."
Chame paled slightly. "It came from the border. Near the unnamed nation."
Albion stood there, hands still faintly glowing. He didn't know what was out there, but something told him—
Whatever it was... it had something to do with him.
Then the ground was hit with an earthquake, as then they saw it Albion the Second, took his Dragon form, as he looked down
Albion the Second Looked at Spellcode and Chame. "Get back in the mansion; this is no place for children".
Spellcode noded, he grabbed both of the ten kids and took them into the Mansion, as Albion was being taken in, he saw his Father Arleleave, and in the sky, he saw many other flying monsters, from the other nations leave for Unnamed Nation, as well, he wonders what will happen, and how things will play out, but for now, he needs to stay safe.
The sky was painted with streaks of shadows and light as dragons, machines, fiends, and warriors from the other nations surged toward the horizon, toward the ominous, black-stained corner of the map—the Unnamed Nation. It was like watching a parade of power, a declaration that something had awakened that even the proudest forces couldn't ignore.
Albion watched from the window of the mansion, his glowing hands still slightly trembling, not from fear—but from excitement and confusion.
His father, Albion the Second, in his full majestic Dragon form, had taken to the skies like a comet of white fury and grace. Just his presence caused the earth to shiver, the clouds to part, and the weaker monsters in the region to bow instinctively. A true King of Dragons.
Chame pulled the curtains slightly as she stood beside him. "Don't worry, Young Prince. Your father is strong… no matter what lies beyond that black nation, he won't fall easily."
Albion didn't answer.
His eyes remained locked on the sky. His hands clenched tightly.
In the back of his mind, a thought whispered like a forgotten prophecy.
If my element is Light... why do I feel such a strange pull toward that darkness?
And far, far in the distance—beyond the clouds, past the nations, in the cursed land with no name—a pair of crimson eyes opened wide.
Watching.
Waiting.
And smiling.
After a while, Albion and his army landed at the the Unnamed Nation Border, but they still didn't make a step, as then Albion took a human form, as he took step only to hear the voice of a female
"It's been a long time Albion White".
Albion looked at where the Voice came from, as it was a Woman with a slender build and a pale complexion. She has long, red hair and blue eyes. The figure, and the card it represents, showcase her in armour with weapons and wings on her back
[Insert Image of Sky Striker Ace - Kagari]
Albion looked at Kagari as he spoke. "So, Sky Striker sent its best, and you Brought the other as well".
"Sky Striker Is not the only nation"
He turned his head to see another one, he looked like a Robot, he was blue in colour and lighting glowed around him, he was from Riseal Nation.
[Insert Image of Star Ryzeal]
Ryzeal looked at the two fellow Monsters. "It's been a while, Old friends".
"What is this, a reunion"
They looked at who was the new commer, as they looked at the person, she had long white hair, white/light purple eyes, she wore an all-white outfit in her hand were two clock hand looking blade, with machine around her, she was from Mis Nation, which was the oddest thing see the reputation of that Nation
[Insert Image of Maliss Q White Binder]
"It pretty much is Binder".
They looked at the last person to arrive, as he was a wizard in a Purple robe, a pretty mage and a magic staff
[Insert Image of Dark magician]
Albion looked around a group as he spoke. "And, like always, the people from Traptrix are not here".
Binder looked at him as he spoke. "They rather stay in the damm forest and protect them get involved with the Current Problems".
To be continued
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