Path of Duality (Good)

The Path of Duality consists of two paths, which are the 8th and 9th chronological paths in Race of Tyranny.
== Story ==
In the mountains of Titansvera, a civilization called the Magi dwelled. A man known as Medeis was playing with his son, Sanctus. However, one day the peace that had been constant for so long would be disrupted by the warmongering Titans, who were so powerful, that they only needed two warriors to put down the Magi. This achievement earned the duo the nickname of "World Enders." Although the two worked to kill all of the Magi, one of them, Ragnarok, ultimately decided to let the boy live. Sanctus wondered on, traumatized by the loss of his father and his race. He became accepted by the man known as Aeternum and lived with 4 other children. Eventually, he fell behind his rival Annihila and became frustrated with his seemingly stagnant progress in magic. But one day...
???: "Ah, hello there. Couldn't help but notice you were a fellow mage."
Sanctus: "Who the hell are you? Why would someone like you be around these parts?"
Nathaniel: "No need to be so inquisitive...No one even knows I'm here...Except for one person. While I may come off as shady, I like to think of myself as an experienced mage."
Sanctus: "You? A skilled mage? Your form is terrible, and you look incompetent."
Nathaniel: "Well...Those are some harsh words, kiddo. The reality is though, that I am much older than you and have seen lots of things in this world of magic. One could even say I lived in its center at one point, if you wanna doubt my claims, I'll gladly fight you."
Sanctus: "You're on, but don't get upset when you lose."
BOSS 1: "Nathaniel" (V3)
DIFFICULTY: IMPOSSIBLE/10
Playable Party characters: Sanctus (V2)
The older mage easily defeated Sanctus. Sanctus however, was puzzled.
Sanctus: "Your movements...They're so outdated. You move like a Magi traditionalist...But there's no way you can be one of them...They died years ago..."
Nathaniel: "Well, what a savant you are! You were correct in everything you just said. My movements were traditionalist, as is my casting form. And yes, I am not a Magi. Those individuals were weak, wiped out by inferior beings."
Sanctus: "So you're here to taunt me about the loss of my race?"
Nathaniel: "Nonsense...You are different from the rest of your kind. Within you is a dormant genius, a great mind that is held back by staying with a bunch of morons. Quite frankly, it'd be a waste for you to continue developing here."
Sanctus: "You think I'd train under a man that insulted my race and family?!"
Nathaniel: "Yes, I do. You see, I'm a man who is excellent at reading people and my proposition to train you...Excitement in your voice? You're desperate. I've been keeping watch over you for a while now...Noticed you seemed to be frustrated with your lack of growth. I'm telling you now: I am the only one who can change that. No one else can."
Sanctus: "How? What do you know? What is it that you possess that could possibly change my situation?"
Nathaniel: "I see you're still skeptical. That's fine. I'll give you time to make your decision, and when you do, just know I'll be around the corner to hear you when your mind is made up. Goodbye for now..."
END OF CHAPTER 1