The most powerful wizard in the magic world

The faint candlelight flickered and reflected the deep wrinkles on his face, making him look particularly mysterious. Romans sat on a chair beside him, his expression tense, his hands tightly grasping the armrests, his heart surging with unspeakable fear and expectation.

"Your soul strength has reached balance." Gerlin raised his head, his eyes penetrating the dim room and falling on Romans. His voice was like a majestic bell, carrying an invisible force. "But I need you to believe that all this is to save you."

Romans nodded slightly, but his inner confusion deepened. "But can I really bear such power? I don't know if this is my destiny..." His voice was low and trembling, as if he would be swallowed by the fear in his heart at any time.

"Destiny is not a heartless law," Gellin approached him, his eyes firm, as if conveying an invisible force, "but you choose to turn it into your own weapon. Remember, Rommath, the energy of the spirit can forge greatness, or it can become a shackle. The key lies in how you control it."

"Then how can I control it? I know nothing about this power. I have only heard of the horror of the Fallen Star." Romance frowned, his heart torn between his desire for power and his fear of the unknown.

"Many believe that power is dangerous, but just because it is unknown does not mean it is evil." Gerling's voice became low and firm, and his hand gently stroked an ancient crystal ball, which flickered eerily in the dim light. "You must learn to talk to this power, just like talking to an old friend. Listen to its voice and understand its intentions."

"It sounds great, but what if this power wants to devour me?" A trace of fear flashed in Romans' eyes. He wanted to find comfort from Gerlin, but he was worried that such dependence was too fragile.

"If you have enough understanding and respect for its power, it will not hurt you in return." Gerling explained patiently, his tone gradually softening. "This requires trust and time. Open your heart and feel the existence of that power. It is not just cold energy, it is emotional and conscious."

Romans' mood gradually calmed down. He closed his eyes and tried to integrate himself into the mysterious energy. He took a deep breath and relaxed his body slightly. Slowly, he seemed to feel a warm surge, and that power surged into his soul like a tide, bringing an indescribable sense of freedom.

"Do you feel it?" Gerlin asked with relief, his eyes fixed on Romans' slightly trembling body.

“Yes…” Romans responded softly, his voice almost suppressed in his throat, “I can feel it flowing, as if the power of the entire universe is pouring into me.”

"Very good, keep this feeling." Gerlin nodded, a rare smile on his face. "Now, try to guide this power into your consciousness and talk to it. Ask it and see what it wants to tell you."

Romans closed his eyes again, silently repeating Gerlin's advice in his heart, and began to communicate with that power. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and his consciousness wandered in the endless darkness, feeling the echo of that mysterious power.

"Why was I chosen? I never thought that I would become a carrier of a spirit." He asked silently in his mind, although he didn't know if there was an answer.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a gentle whisper, the voice was as sweet as a silver bell, but it also revealed endless desolation. "Because you have a heart that can warm the darkness. Only those who have experienced hardships can truly understand the meaning of strength."

“Hardship…” Romans’ heart was shaken, as if he recalled his past pain and struggle. He clenched his fists, unable to hide his inner shock. “I know I’ve been through a lot along the way, but that’s not the reason for my strength!”

"Strength does not come from the pain you experience, but from how you face it." The whisper continued to echo in his heart, "Every pain is shaping your soul, and every bit of courage you have will be a bridge to accept strength."

"Accept... Can I accept this power?" Romans had doubts in his heart, but the warm energy seemed to encourage him to face everything bravely.

At this moment, Garlin looked at Romans's frown and realized that he was going through an important inner struggle. "You are not alone, Romans. I will accompany you until you master the balance between self and power." He said firmly, his eyes revealing an unshakable belief.

Romans felt the support from Gerlin, and gradually a kind of courage surged in his heart. He opened his eyes, looked directly at Gerlin, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I want to try, even though I don't know what the future will be like, but I am willing to explore this power."

"That's the right attitude." Gerlin replied with a smile, his eyes still shining with wisdom. "Next, we will conduct a more in-depth experiment. I collected some special materials from the Fallen Star, which will help you improve your control over spirits."

He walked to the lab table and began to prepare a series of complex instruments and materials. The various elements were coordinated in his hands, as if he was performing a mysterious ritual. Romans watched intently, feeling both excited and nervous.

"These materials have been proven effective through experiments by spirits of past generations, and they can resonate with your soul." Gerling's tone was particularly serious, "But you have to understand that all of this requires your commitment and dedication. Only by daring to face the darkness can you truly see the light."

"I will try my best." Romans nodded firmly, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in his heart. He knew that only by bravely facing his fear could he truly control the endless power.