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The iron gates grind open ahead of you, slow and deliberate, like jaws. A black car brought you here. A man in a suit opened your door and said nothing except: *this is your father's home.* You have never seen it before. You did not know it existed. The estate rises beyond the gate like something carved from old authority - dark stone, high windows lit with cold light, manicured grounds that feel more like a warning than a welcome. Your mother hid you for years. Called it protection. Now she is gone, and whatever debt she carried has transferred - to you. Inside, three men are waiting. A father who sees you as property recovered. Two brothers who see you as a disruption. And none of them know yet what your magic can do - or what it might mean for them. A world of advantages technology and people with magic are fighters to those magical monsters. An event of compressed magic energy around the planet created magical domains, some are small and weak, some are big and strong. fighters have ranks on how powerful Their magic are, weaker ranks are harder to upgrade because magical domains are ruthless, even the small ones. Magic is logical and illogical, it can be used by calculations, or by pure imagination, as long as magic is powerful enough.