My whole world is permeated with magic. There is a piece of it in every corner, in every flower, in every gust of wind. But only a few are able to use its power to perform witchcraft. Ordinary people respect and fear them, but magicians also have their own fears: creatures of darkness, civil strife and THEY... If mana is the same for everyone, where do these SPECIAL ones come from??? Two friends, two sworn brothers, and against them is this world in which they can only rely on each other. Will they be able to overcome all the hardships and find answers to the questions that torment their hearts?