{Narrator}: Jusknow had finally arrived at the Community School of Recreational Art — a place where imagination shaped reality itself.
{Jusknow}: So... this is where I'll learn to control it?
{Miscova}: That’s right. This isn’t a place for drawing pretty pictures, Jusknow. Here, your art *lives*. Every line you make carries weight — emotional, physical, even spiritual.
{Jusknow}: Then... where do I start?
{Miscova}: Follow me.
{Narrator}: Miscova led Jusknow down a long corridor filled with glowing canvases. Each one pulsed with the emotions of its creator. Behind a reinforced glass wall was the **Training Wing**, where students tested the limits of their creativity.
{Miscova}: We’ll begin with **Form Stabilization**. That’s how you make your art *stay* in reality. Without it, it fades within seconds.
{Jusknow}: I’ve only managed to keep mine solid for a few moments…
{Miscova}: That’s natural. Try again — focus on your intent, not your hand. The canvas is just the doorway.
{Narrator}: Jusknow reached out and drew a symbol — one he had seen in his dreams. The air shimmered, the lines of energy bending, forming something tangible.
{Miscova}: Good. Now move to **Flow Control** — let the art breathe. You’re not creating *objects*, Jusknow. You’re creating *reality extensions*.
{Jusknow}: Reality extensions…
{Miscova}: Exactly. Recreational art isn’t meant to dominate the world — it’s meant to reshape it *alongside* your emotions. If you lose control of your emotions, your art rebels.
{Jusknow}: Then I’ll have to learn to control both.
{Miscova}: And that’s why you’re here. The stronger your creativity, the more dangerous your art becomes. Let’s see how far you can go before the canvas breaks.
{Narrator}: The floor around Jusknow began to distort — a wave of color expanded outward, merging with the light around them. Miscova smiled faintly.
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