I FOUND A DOOR TO TENSURA AND BECAME BROKEN IN THE REAL WORLD TOO-Chapter 26: Awakening the Sage’s Magic: A New Path to Power

I sat cross-legged on the grass, the sage's book resting on my lap, its worn cover carrying the weight of untold knowledge. With eager hands, I flipped through the pages filled with intricate magical theories. The first thing I read was a line that would forever change my understanding of magic:

"Magic is the embodiment of the imagination."

I frowned slightly.

"...The embodiment of imagination, huh?"

I frowned slightly.

"...The embodiment of imagination, huh?"

The words were deceptively simple, but the more I thought about it, the trickier it seemed. Could it really be that easy? Still, even with imagination, magic couldn't be used without the underlying [Magic Power]—something the book confirmed. After all, without a source of power, even the grandest vision would remain just that—a vision.

I read on, discovering that before I could even dream of casting spells, I needed to learn how to feel and control my magic. Meditation was suggested as the first step—a way to attune myself to the flow of magic within me.

"...Meditation, huh?"

I wasn't sure if I was doing it right, but I decided to try. Setting the book aside, I closed my eyes and sat still, focusing on my breathing. The sun warmed my skin, and the faint rustle of leaves provided a soothing backdrop.

With a small chuckle, I closed my eyes again and returned to focusing inward.

At first, I felt nothing but the familiar rhythm of my heartbeat. However, after several minutes, a peculiar heat bloomed in my chest. It wasn't painful—just... warm. The sensation grew, spreading slowly through my veins like liquid fire.

"...Huh? What is this?"

The heat coursed through my entire body, giving me the distinct sensation of blood flowing alongside something else—something far more ethereal. My breath hitched as the realization struck.

"Wait... this is—!"

Before I could finish the thought, a semi-transparent message appeared before me.

You have acquired the skill: [Magic Control].

My eyes widened.

"...Magic control..."

I exhaled in disbelief, the suddenness of it leaving me momentarily stunned. So, the heat I felt was my magic circuit activating—the one I inherited from the sage. Until now, I couldn't use magic because I lacked the proper vessel. But now, the circuit flowed through me, carrying magic like blood through veins.

I clenched my fist experimentally and felt it—the subtle pulse of magic running beneath my skin, as if it had always been there, waiting to be unleashed.

I eagerly returned to the sage's book, reading the next steps with newfound excitement.

"Once you can handle the magic, the rest is easy. For example, if you want flames to appear in your palm, you simply need to imagine gathering magic there. While chanting spells can help stabilize your visualization, it isn't necessary. However, coming up with a magic name can make it easier to activate. Whether you say it aloud or in your mind makes no difference, though in battle, silent casting is recommended to prevent your opponents from predicting your magic."

My lips curled into a grin.

"No chanting necessary, huh? That's pretty convenient... and stealthy."

I couldn't help but think how useful this could be in combat. Silently launching spells without giving away my attack could be a huge tactical advantage.

As I turned the page, the sage offered a piece of practical advice:

"If you're using magic for the first time, start with water-based spells. Flames can be disastrous in confined areas, but water is relatively harmless. Keep that in mind."

I immediately froze.

"Holy crap, I was about to summon a full-on fireball..."

I let out a nervous chuckle, grateful I had read that part before attempting magic for the first time.

I decided to follow his advice and imagine a sphere of water forming in my palm. I closed my eyes, concentrating.

"...A basketball-sized water ball should do."

I recalled the book's suggestion to name my spell, so I decided on the obvious.

"[Water Ball]," I whispered.

In an instant, a swirling mass of water appeared in my palm, forming from thin air. The translucent sphere spun lightly, droplets occasionally breaking free and splashing onto my hand.

I stared at it in awe.

"Uoooohh! I did it! I really did it!"

I beamed with excitement, holding up the shimmering orb. But then... I realized I had no idea what to do with it.

"...Oh. Now what?"

The water ball hovered gently in my palm, rippling softly. After a moment of thought, I smirked.

"Why not test its power?"

I turned toward the yard, where several trees stood in the distance. Focusing on the image in my mind, I willed the water ball to fire at high speed.

"Go!"

With a sharp motion, the ball shot forward like a bullet, cutting through the air with a sharp whoosh.

CRASH!

The sphere snapped several trees in half, sending splinters flying in all directions. I blinked, stunned by the sheer force of the spell.

"...Whoa."

I glanced down at my hand, flexing my fingers.

"...That was way stronger than I expected."

I could feel a slight depletion of magic from my body. It wasn't much, but it was noticeable. I realized that the more magic I poured into the spell, the stronger it became. With proper control, I could create dozens of water balls and unleash a barrage if needed.

Smirking, I imagined another water ball. This time, I formed it effortlessly, and rather than launching it, I simply let it float beside me.

"Alright... let's keep going!"

For the next few days, I devoted myself to training my newfound magic. I practiced forming different shapes with water, manipulating their speed, and refining my control. By the third day, I could create and direct multiple water balls with perfect precision.

But while my magic was improving, I began to think about the practical challenges of balancing my life between this world and Earth.

One afternoon, as I stood by the door that linked the two worlds, the solution struck me.

"...Wait a minute..."

I grinned.

"Since I have some money saved up, why don't I rebuild my grandpa's old house?"

I could tell the school that I had to visit some family out of town—a perfect excuse for extended absences. If I restored the house, I could make it my official base whenever I crossed over.

"But... I'll have to do something about the door."

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If the contractors found the door to this world, it would be game over. I needed to hide it with illusion magic.

Determined, I delved deeper into the sage's book, searching for information on illusion spells. With each passing day, I grew more adept at manipulating magic. I mastered basic illusion techniques that could disguise the door as a plain wall, ensuring no one would suspect its existence.

As the days went by, my dual life began to take shape. I spent my time on Earth searching for contractors to renovate the house, while I trained relentlessly in the other world, perfecting my spells and pushing my limits.

With each passing day, my resolve hardened.

I would grow stronger.

I would conquer the Cardinal World.

And I would walk the path the sage laid out for me—with no regrets.

"Alright. Time to train some more!"

I clenched my fist, magic flowing steadily through my veins. With my newfound powers and my eyes set on the future, I knew that this was only the beginning.