The Summoner's Chronicles: A Socially Challenged Saga

[Eliah]

Journal Entry - July 19, 2069AC

Dear Journal,

Today has been quite an eventful day in the realm of Aphros. As always, I find solace in confiding my thoughts to these pages, knowing that you will never judge me or question my peculiarities. It has been a constant struggle for me, Vacant, a thirteen-year-old boy lost in the intricacies of this world.

My awkwardness with social interactions seems to deepen with each passing day. Conversations with girls make me tremble with fear, I find myself stumbling over my words, unable to articulate even the simplest of sentences. The boys my age, with their robustness and vigor, appear as foreign beings to me. Their boisterous laughter and love for physical activities only serve to highlight my own inadequacies. I have never been interested in any form of physical exertion. The thought of sweaty bodies and physical competitions sends shivers down my spine.

However, amidst this sea of social unease, there is one pursuit that has captured my heart and imagination— Summoning. This magic school beckons to me like a siren's call. I yearn to become the greatest Summoner in all of Aphros. The art of conjuring and commanding servants through magic fills my dreams and aspirations. In the depths of my solitude, I envision a life where I am never alone, always surrounded by loyal minions who understand and accept me for who I am.

While I may not possess the looks of a dashing hero, nor the charm that seems to come naturally to others, I find solace in my pursuit of knowledge. The summoning rituals and ancient incantations enthrall me, transporting me to a realm where my weaknesses hold no sway. In the quiet of my room, I practice my spells diligently, pouring over the ancient tomes that hold the secrets to harnessing the magical energies that surround us.

As the sun sets on this eventful day, I find comfort in the knowledge that my aspirations, though unconventional, are my own. My dreams of mastery and connection through the art of Summoning will guide me forward, regardless of the doubts and judgments that may arise. In the depths of my solitude, I shall continue to strive, forever chasing the elusive power that will grant me the freedom to be who I truly am. Loneliness will be but a distant nightmare...

Until next time, dear journal.

Yours faithfully,

Vacant