It's not about what magecraft one can utilize--well, it is to a point, but that isn't what I mean right now.
It takes more than skill to stand beside a Servant. Your average nobility can't understand what it is to work for every tiny step of advancement taken; they've never felt the uncertainty of their future or required the willpower to push beyond it in the face of death. Having been born powerful makes one arrogant, and you know what they say about pride and a fall. The fact that you lack what others take for granted and still fight with no thought for the disparity takes more courage than the Association could even comprehend.
Ordinary mages would despise you. They'd call you a failure and brush you aside like you were no better than trash, of that I'm afraid you can be certain. But they don't realize that it takes immeasurable resolve and strength to compensate for what one lacks than it does to be born talented. You use Mystic Codes to cast what they likely have engraved in their Crest and Circuits, and in doing so likely burn a fraction of the energy as well as carry a wider range of skills depending on what those uniforms have built into them. It's brilliant, actually.
My predecessor once told me that it was juvenile fantasy to believe the world of mages could be one where effort could equal or surpass inherited strength. But knowing someone like you exists, that you're willing to fight even in spite of everything--honestly, that's amazing. I'm only sorry you've had to do so much at your age; if I'd met you in the Clock Tower, you would have been an ideal candidate for my class.
I'm proud of you, Ritsuka. You're really something.
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It takes more than skill to stand beside a Servant. Your average nobility can't understand what it is to work for every tiny step of advancement taken; they've never felt the uncertainty of their future or required the willpower to push beyond it in the face of death. Having been born powerful makes one arrogant, and you know what they say about pride and a fall. The fact that you lack what others take for granted and still fight with no thought for the disparity takes more courage than the Association could even comprehend.
Ordinary mages would despise you. They'd call you a failure and brush you aside like you were no better than trash, of that I'm afraid you can be certain. But they don't realize that it takes immeasurable resolve and strength to compensate for what one lacks than it does to be born talented. You use Mystic Codes to cast what they likely have engraved in their Crest and Circuits, and in doing so likely burn a fraction of the energy as well as carry a wider range of skills depending on what those uniforms have built into them. It's brilliant, actually.
My predecessor once told me that it was juvenile fantasy to believe the world of mages could be one where effort could equal or surpass inherited strength. But knowing someone like you exists, that you're willing to fight even in spite of everything--honestly, that's amazing. I'm only sorry you've had to do so much at your age; if I'd met you in the Clock Tower, you would have been an ideal candidate for my class.
I'm proud of you, Ritsuka. You're really something.