Link to part one.

I’m going on a journey, the old man said. Keep studying, I’ll soon be back.

Mirk nodded. His master slowly faded and disappeared.

For years he had been studying hard, though time worked differently here than back home. He had read so many books, calculated so many formulas. He’d learnt how to change little thing around him, make things appear out of nothing, duplicate, shrink and float in the air.

It was the first time he had the house for himself….