Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me

Chapter 858: The First Spell

The moment Daniel stepped into the light, all external sounds faded away.

He couldn’t hear the gate closing, his own breathing, or even his heartbeat.

He felt as if all the concepts that had seemed self-evident just moments ago were disappearing one by one.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of the Founders’ Hall, the stone statues, or the tower’s professors.

Around him was only an endless whiteness. A whiteness that was neither light nor darkness. There was no sky, no ground, no horizon, no direction by which to distinguish up from down.

Even his own body seemed to have lost its weight. He felt neither standing nor floating.

As if the very concept of place had been removed from this space before his arrival.

Daniel slowly looked around and extended his divine sense.

But he found nothing. No waves of mana around him, no natural elements, no familiar laws. Only silence.

A silence so deep that even his thoughts echoed more clearly than ever in his mind.

At that moment, the same ancient voice he had heard upon entry echoed through the white space once more.

”This place... is neither the magic tower nor your world.”

Daniel, without saying a word, waited for more.

”This place... is the Sea of Concepts.”

The last word repeated in his mind for a few moments.

Sea of Concepts.

He quietly closed his eyes. All the things he had seen until today passed through his mind one by one.

Then he opened his eyes again.

”So this... is not a real space.” He whispered quietly.

The voice didn’t answer, but he continued on his own.

”This is a mental space. Not my mind... but the space the founders built for dialogue with the spells.” And he became curious about the origin of these spells.

At first, he hadn’t paid much attention to them, but now he understood that these spells could be considered one of the wonders of the world. Spells that possessed their own wills.

And spells upon which the founders of the Central Magic Tower had shaped the magical world. Systems and structures of magic were formed and faded away.

If he understood correctly, then these spells were the foundation of the entire magical world.

For the first time, the surrounding silence changed slightly, as if this world itself had heard his response. In the distance, a small point of light appeared.

The light slowly grew larger, then took shape. First like a small flame, and then that flame gradually formed a figure.

Two arms, two legs, a childish face, hair made of fire that gently waved in the air without burning anything.

Golden, alive eyes. The child stepped forward a few steps, but no trace of hostility or enmity could be seen in their gaze.

Only curiosity. They looked at Daniel for a few moments, then smiled.

”Finally, someone else has arrived.” Their voice sounded exactly like a child’s.

Light, unpretentious, but in its depth, an ancientness could be felt that didn’t match their appearance at all.

The child placed their hand on their chest and said in a completely formal tone:

”I am... the first spell.”

Daniel, without saying a word, let his gaze move over their fiery body.

He hadn’t expected them to take such a form... in fact, he never thought a spell could take a physical form at all.

The child continued.

”Everyone thinks I’m fire magic.” Their smile turned slightly bitter.

”But no one has ever asked me what I really am.”

Daniel just looked at them for a few seconds. In this being, he saw no trace of mana, no trace of a soul, not even the structure of a living being.

As if a concept had truly taken physical form for a short while.

The child suddenly sat in the air, swinging their legs, and with the same simplicity said:

”Well... tell me, what am I?”

No magic circle appeared, no formal test began, no time limit was announced.

Just this one question. If he could answer it, he could obtain a version of the spell.

Daniel began to think unhurriedly.

”You...” His gaze fixed on the flames of the child’s body.

”Are not fire. Fire is just the result that humans see of you.”

The child said nothing.

And Daniel continued.

”When mana moves according to a specific pattern, the world’s laws interpret it as fire.”

”So what people call fire magic is, in reality, the process of converting mana into a phenomenon that the world’s laws define as fire.”

The child was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed. A loud, childish laugh that echoed through the white space.

”You’re just like the others.”

Daniel said nothing.

The child kept laughing.

”You’re still describing the result. You’re talking about what humans see of me, not about me myself. But anyway, your explanation is acceptable.” They seemed a bit disappointed, as if they had expected this one to be different.

But since the explanation fell into the correct category, there was no need to waste more time.

Silence reigned between them again.

This time, Daniel didn’t rush. He didn’t even try to give another answer.

”Don’t you want to move on to the next spell? Just let me enter your soul... why won’t you let me?” The flame child grumbled.

But Daniel just looked at the child for a few seconds. Not at their flames, not at their appearance, but at their existence. As if trying to understand something.

If this being was truly a living spell... if it was more than just magic... then there had to be something deeper than its function.

His thoughts shifted one after another. He set aside old definitions, discarded previous hypotheses.

Until even the word ”fire” had left his mind. Then he breathed quietly.

”No...”

The child fell silent, and for the first time, their gaze became completely serious.

Daniel continued quietly.

”You’re not fire magic at all. Humans just used you to create fire because that was the simplest application of you.”

”But your true nature... is the language of change.”

The child’s eyes widened slightly.

Daniel continued.

”You teach mana how to change from one state to another. Fire is just one of thousands of possible results of this change.”

”If the world’s laws were defined differently, this same concept could create ice, light, sound, or anything else.”

”You are not an element. You are the command of change. The change of energy states.”

At that moment, the entire white space trembled. No explosion occurred, no wave of mana was released. Rather, the very concepts around them became unstable for a moment.

The child remained motionless. They no longer smiled, just watched.

A few seconds, several long seconds. Then the gentlest smile that had ever appeared on their face formed.

”Finally...”

Their voice was no longer childish, but deep, heavy, and very ancient.

”After a thousand years... someone has given the right answer.”

Their fiery body slowly began to dissolve.

Not disappearing, but returning. Thousands of particles of light separated from their body, each particle shining in the air like an ancient word.

Those particles moved toward Daniel without resistance. When they reached him, they neither entered his body nor dissolved into his mana.

Rather, they settled directly into the depths of his consciousness. At that moment, a flood of information overwhelmed his mind.

But this information was not like memorizing a book or learning a spell.

He saw the birth of the first version of this concept.

He saw a mage who had first discovered this structure thousands of years ago. He saw the mistakes of the first generation.

The changes the second generation had made.

The refinements later masters had done. The versions that had failed. The versions that had been forgotten.

He even understood the original reason for creating this concept. The entire history of a spell, its entire evolution, its entire truth. All in one moment.

When the flow of information ended, Daniel quietly opened his eyes.

No trace of the flame child remained.

At that moment, outside the trial, the Founders’ Hall had fallen into silence.

All eyes were fixed on the stone pillar beside the gate. Where only the number ”0” had been visible moments before, the number was slowly changing.

0 --> 1

One of the professors unconsciously stepped forward.

”Only... a few seconds have passed.”

”Does that mean... the first spell accepted him?” Another professor whispered in disbelief.

Several others also looked at the pillar in surprise.

In the tower’s history, some people had spent hours or even days to pass the first spell.

But this... was far too fast.

Varcas only smiled faintly and gave no explanation.

On the other side of the hall, Lioran also didn’t take his eyes off the pillar. No surprise could be seen on his face, nor worry. Only focus.

As if he was trying to guess in his mind what answer Daniel had given to the first spell’s question. The questions were the same for everyone.

But each person could give different answers. As long as the answer was accepted, you succeeded.

But he knew better than anyone that the value of answers differed. The more the spells were pleased with your answer, the greater the reward you would receive.

At the same time, Daniel was still standing in the Sea of Concepts.

The white space had calmed down again, but this calm only lasted a few moments.

In the distance, points of light appeared one after another.

One.

Ten.

A hundred.

Then hundreds of lights.

Each with a different color, shape, and presence.

As they approached, Daniel felt that each light had its own independent personality.

Each one... was a spell.

Suddenly, thousands of voices echoed simultaneously in the endless space.

”It’s my turn!”

”No, I’ll ask him first!”

”Let me see if he really understands me or not!”

”This one is different from the rest!”

”Hurry up, it’s my turn!”

Daniel looked at the endless sea of lights and was slightly taken aback.

Were the spells competing with each other just to speak with him?

Is this... normal?