I'm sure my Earth is not the same as yours; however, there's no way to know for absolute certain unless we were to travel to one anyone's worlds... Which, of course, is impossible. It's better to assume that they aren't exactly the same, even if they have numerous similarities.
[ mamoru has never been this verbose with someone he barely knows. maybe there's something within him that's urging him to actually make a connection here with someone who isn't his daughter, maybe he's unwittingly began to ease himself into conversation in preparation for the throne he will one day sit on. (he used to have no problem addressing people; he remembers that much of his princely origins, something that comes out from time to time when he's wearing tuxedo kamen's mask and cape.) whatever the reason, he feels at ease speaking to her — which is both comforting and alarming all at the same time. ]
Back when I first lived, magic was more abundant so much as more were aware of it. They knew what it was, saw examples of that power in various places... [ his lips tighten into a thin line. ] I'd be lying to you if I said they were okay with it. They weren't. The citizens of my own kingdom banded together and rose up against another that had magnificent powers and the sovereignty of several worlds. Their views were tainted by an outside force that ultimately used them, preying on their fear in order to get them to do its bidding.
[ metalia. mamoru is grateful he only remembers bits and pieces from the time he, himself, spent as an agent of the dark kingdom. ]
Magic comes in all shapes and sizes — some of it is good, some of its not. But not all magic is bad. Magic is only as good or evil as the one who possesses it.
[ even if sometimes the darkness that power held could corrupt and taint... ]