[ WP ] life is an rpg where everyone finds out their class at age 18. Business owners start as level 1 merchants , police and military as level 1 guards/fighters , ect . When you turn 18 , you discover you are the first level 1 wizard in over 1000 years .

I hear the distant buzzing of an alarm clock guiding my dream ship back to shore. My eyes open to the sight of melting plastic and metal. `` Fuck!'' I yell as I throw my blanket over the small fire. `` Can a clock short circuit?'' I think to myself before rolling out of bed. It's my 18th birthday. The day I find out my class. 
 
 I'm sitting in the office where the tests are done, I go to a large academy so multiple people have the same birthday, there are 6 of us today and I am last in line. `` Security guard.'' Makes sense for a meathhead like Jonathon. `` Heart surgeon'' `` him, really?'' I start to wonder if this is all bullshit. The others get assigned to their various mundane classes and then it's my turn. The assignment officer looks at me a little funny, nothing too weird. They draw my blood, a process I always enjoyed. They all stop breathing in unison. One turns to me and starts talking `` So. We have n't seen these results in at least a thousand years'' I reply `` What, am I a shaman or something?'' They have a grim smile. `` You are... uh...'' He sighs `` Aparrently you're a wizard.'' That explains the clock. `` So I can use magic?'' I ask. `` Supposedly'' They reply. `` And you guys are going to teach me how?'' They all develop a serious look on their faces `` we would. But we do n't know any magic to teach you, it's been a lost art for hundreds of years.'' I laugh wholeheartedly `` Then what use are you all?'' I imagine the blood from my fingertips extending out to farm a point around my fists. The point lengthens. I cut them down and leave. The world is mine.
