Math Is Magic Chapter 14: CHAPTER 14: Grudges Towards Math

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The sensation of a strangely familiar energy slid down his back, leaving him breathless for a moment. 'Sintony with Math? What the heck is that?!' he wondered, his heart seemingly racing even though he couldn't feel its beat. As if the dream was aware of his confusion, the writings began to transform again. The mist reorganized with almost mechanical precision, taking on a new form. [ Today you learned: to Count ] [ Counting : The process of listing the natural numbers (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...) in an orderly sequence to determine the quantity of objects in a set or to enumerate elements. This process is the foundation of arithmetic and basic numerical operations ] [ Math is proud of you! ] [ Math wants to reward you... ] And after a few seconds of waiting, the mist thickened once more, forming other mystical writings in front of him: [ Congratulations! ] [ You have obtained- ] But the writing didn't have time to finish. A sudden, sharp pain overwhelmed Mirac. But not in the dream. No! It was real, concrete, tangible, and it seemed to be coming directly from his head. Something had struck him. And whatever it was, not only had it caused him head pain, but it had also woken him up. Like a sudden rip, the night sky abruptly vanished. The stars that had been sparkling around him moments before dissolved in the blink of an eye, taking away the dreamlike writings that danced in the air with their ethereal glow. Everything vanished suddenly, leaving him in a void of confusion and pain. Finally, Mirac opened his eyes, finding himself abruptly thrust back into the real world. The fresh grass beneath his hands felt sharp, and the rough trunk of the tree pressed against his back. With a muffled groan, Mirac sat up abruptly, instinctively bringing a hand to his head. His fingers found a small, throbbing bump, and a grimace of pain crossed his face as he tried to massage it. "Ouch!" he grumbled, massaging the sore spot. "What the heck was that?!" His gaze drifted down to the ground to his left, where he saw the object that had probably struck him: a red apple, perfectly round and shiny, lay on the grass next to him. "An apple? Where the heck did that come from?" he muttered in confusion, instinctively looking up. As soon as he did, Mirac got an immediate response. "An apple tree?!" he exclaimed, surprised, observing the branches laden with red, shiny fruits, hanging like heavy clusters swaying gently to the rhythm of the wind. "Wow, I didn't even notice! Well, I guess I must have been too tired to pay attention." As the pain in his head gradually subsided, Mirac lowered his gaze back to the apple. He picked it up, turning it over in his hands with a raised eyebrow, as if it might somehow provide him with an answer. "What on earth did I just dream?!" he wondered aloud, the memory still vivid in his mind. The black starry sky... The mysterious writings... And those messages? What did they mean? Despite the apparent absurdity of the dream, Mirac couldn't shake the feeling that it was something more than just a simple fantasy. Those words, laden with a meaning that eluded his understanding, kept echoing in his mind like a persistent reverberation. Everything he had seen couldn't simply be reduced to a simple dream caused by fatigue or his fertile imagination. There was definitely something bigger, something that Mirac still couldn't explain, but that he felt clearly inside himself, like an invisible thread that tied him to that mysterious event. After getting up to head toward the castle and go up to his room, Mirac began to analyze aloud every detail of what had appeared in the dream. "Math is the language of the Universe… From now on, you are in Sintony with Math…" he repeated quietly, slowly enunciating each word. "Math-" Suddenly, Mirac stopped, his eyes wide open as if struck by a lightning bolt of realization. His heart started pounding hard in his chest, echoing with an intensity that nearly made him stagger. "Wait a minute! M-Math?!"