The most powerful wizard in the magic world

A gentle and low voice came from behind him: "Young Gerlin, you have never experienced the real possibility." He turned around and saw the mysterious wizard Altus standing there. He was a little thin, wearing a dark robe, the corners of which casually dragged on the ground. The robe was embroidered with complex patterns and runes, emitting a faint light. Altus' eyes were deep and bright, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Mr. Altus, I... I only have a little knowledge of magic." Gerlin stammered, his heart filled with awe and nervousness. Despite this, the yearning in his heart slowly rose, like a ignited flame.

Altus smiled slightly, with a glimmer of admiration in his eyes. "Potential does not only come from the abilities you have, but also from the desire and courage in your heart. Believe in yourself, Gerlin, your potential is far beyond your imagination."

Garlin bit his lower lip, and thought back to the loneliness and frustration he had felt when he was trying to practice magic. He could never reach the level of those genius wizards. However, that faint hope refused to die. "But how can I discover my true potential?" he asked, with a hint of uneasiness in his voice.

Artus pointed to the mist behind him, his tone becoming serious. "The road ahead is mysterious, and you need to take the first step. Follow your intuition and feel the forgotten magic. Remember, magic comes from within you, and it is closely connected to nature."

"But... I don't know where to go." Gerlin felt at a loss. The fog seemed to be swallowing him endlessly, bringing him deeper despair.

The wizard nodded slightly, with a spark of wisdom in his eyes. "Follow your heart and find that guidance. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, empty yourself. Then, listen to the voice of your heart."

Gerlin followed his instructions and slowly closed his eyes. He felt the air around him begin to flow, as if something was calling him. The fear in his heart gradually receded, replaced by an inexplicable tranquility and desire.

"Yes, that's how it feels." Artus whispered in his ear, as if guiding him toward a deeper level of self-exploration.

Gellin immersed himself in this feeling, as if he were in the boundless universe. Suddenly, a scene emerged in his mind: a lush forest, with sunlight shining through the treetops, and the air filled with the fragrance of soil, flowers and plants. And deep in the forest, a powerful energy phantom was calling him.

"Artus, I... I saw the forest!" Gerlin opened his eyes excitedly, with a gleam of hope in his eyes.

The wizard smiled slightly, with encouragement in his eyes. "That is the calling of your subconscious mind. Go, Gerlin, follow your intuition and explore that forest."

"What should I do?" Gerling's heart beat faster, feeling nervous and excited.

"Trust your senses. Every step you take will lead you forward. Keep an open mind and listen to the voice of nature." Artus said slowly, "Remember, you are not alone."

"Thank you, Artus, I... I will try my best." Gerlin nodded. Although he was still a little nervous, he had decided not to back down.

Altus reached out his hand and gently patted Gerlin's shoulder. "Go ahead. Don't be afraid. Only through experience can you grow."

Gerling took a deep breath, took the first step, and walked towards the unknown forest. The fog gradually became thinner, revealing the path leading to the forest. He could feel the call of nature, and the whispers of the wind and the murmurs of the leaves seemed to ring in his ears.

Along the way, Gelling's mood changed from nervous to excited. He passed by towering trees, and the sun shone through the leaves and sprinkled on the ground, forming golden spots. Not far away, birds were singing, as if they were also blessing his journey.

"This is the world of magic..." He muttered to himself, and a longing for the unknown ignited in his heart. Every step seemed to open up a new possibility, and every breath could feel the gathering of the natural forces around him.

As he went deeper into the forest, Gerlin suddenly heard a faint sound, as if it came from something mysterious, like a whisper or a call, and it contained a kind of attraction that drew him forward.

"Am I going to find that place?" He murmured to himself, feeling a little excited and expectant. The voice became clearer, as if telling him something.

Soon, Gellin came to an open meadow with gorgeous flowers blooming on it. The flowers were colorful and looked like stars falling and shining with wonderful light. At this moment, the voice finally sounded in his ears: "Gellin!"

"Who is it?" he exclaimed, looking around with confusion in his eyes.

"It's me, the power from this space." The voice was gentle and firm, as if it touched his soul directly. "You have the potential to perceive and create. Come on, release it."

"I...what should I do?" he asked in a low voice, his heart filled with nervousness and excitement.

“Just trust yourself, reach out, feel the connection with nature, and let the magic in your heart flow,” the voice guided him.

Gerling's heart moved, he slowly raised his hands, closed his eyes, and felt the flowers and grass around him dancing between his fingertips. He could feel a warm force coming from the earth, flowing into his body, soaking every capillary.

"Is this my power?" he asked softly, his heart filled with this wonderful feeling, as if he had become one with the whole world.

"Yes, young wizard, it is your own magic. It has infinite potential, you just need to explore and dig it out." The voice flowed like a stream, enveloping him.