"But Aran Awakened and I didn't." Leria felt stupid saying that but she was not ready to back down.
"And Onyx Awakened before me. Do you think less of me for it?" He asked,
"No! You are great and your powers are much cooler. She replied. "They were worth the wait."
"My point exactly." He nodded. "Leria, you can't compare yourself with others or you will always be miserable, even if you become a Magus."
"That's not true." She shook her head. "If I were a Magus, I'd be on top of Mogar!"
"Really? Wouldn't you wonder if you are as influential as Lith or if your contribution to the magical arts is as important as Silverwing's? How would you react if people ranked you low among the Magi?"
At those words, becoming a Magus sounded more like a curse than a blessing to Leria, silencing her.
"That's why I'm telling you not to compare yourself to others. There will always be someone stronger, smarter, taller, luckier, or more successful than you. You must only compare yourself with the past you.
"What would the five years old Leria say if she saw you cry despite your powers?" He
asked.
"She would tell me that I'm dumb and that she'd switch places with me any time." Leria lowered her gaze in shame. "Back then, I thought I would never be a good mage, let alone learn Light Mastery."
"Exactly." Abominus nodded. "If I think about my past self, I'm proud of who I am today. I started as any other Ry of my pack. Yet I was chosen by you. I learned with you. I evolved and Awakened by myself.
"All things I never believed possible. For all I know, my future self is laughing in joy after evolving further. Maybe he has become a Divine Beast or even a Guardian. If he does, I doubt he's wasting his time with measuring contests.
"There are only a handful of Guardians on Mogar and being even the weakest among them puts you above trillions of living beings."
"I see." Leria nodded. "What do you think I should do?"
"A better question is: what would the future Leria, the Awakened Leria, tell you if she could meet you right now?" Abominus stared her in the eyes.
"To stop crying like a girl and take it like a mage." She wiped her tears with another handkerchief and washed her face with water magic. "She would tell me that everything she has achieved came through discipline and hard work, not by moping and crying injustice."
"I couldn't agree more with her." The Pyrmir nodded.
***
The next morning during breakfast, Aran couldn't stop smiling while wolfing down enough food to make even Elina raise an eyebrow in concern.
"Don't worry, Mom, it's normal." Lith reassured her. "His body needs energy to stabilize after the changes caused by the Awakening. Once it's done, his appetite will go back to normal."
"Why didn't I notice it with you?" Elina asked.
"Because I ate my share of game before returning home from hunting and because Selia kept a secret stash of meat for me."
"Do you know what the best part of Awakening is?" Aran already knew that story and didn't want to see his mother sad.
"Spirit Magic?" Leria gloomily stirred her milk with a biscuit.
She had overcome most of her envy but still didn't like Aran rubbing his success in her face.
"I can finally go to school with you again. I can play with you and Onyx in the afternoon. I have free time! No offense, Grandma, but spending two weeks in your office is vexing." He turned to Salaark.
"Tell me about it." She grunted. "I've been holed up in there every morning for almost a thousand years."
"I'm sorry, Grandma." Aran left his food and gave her a consolatory hug. "I wouldn't take your place for the world."
"None, but I'm a self-Awakened just like Lith." She replied in confusion. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
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