Abyss Mage Novels & Stories

Or maybe I already am because of this girl I've been seeing in my episodes. "Come with me!" she said. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Do you want to know the truth? Follow me!" she replied. She's not a ghost. Well, not that I know of. She seemed normal to me. She's petite. She has long, ebony-black hair and white complexion and her cheek's a little chubby. The most remarkable thing about her is her eyes. When you look at her deep, mysterious brown eyes, no matter how saddened you're with this fantasy, a sudden feeling of calmness takes over you.

Within seconds the remaining spiders jumped on the 3 companions and pinned them down. “That is quite enough from you!!” Balrog screeched angrily, “You have killed and wounded some of my babies and that is unacceptable!! Bring the skinny one to me she will be first” The 2 spiders that held Lizz started carrying her to Balrog. Rex knew what the outcome was going to be for her, Fafnir had promised survival, but it seemed they had lost. All 3 companions were now disabled and Lizz was already being carried to her ending. Seeing that she was being carried over to her death Lizz started desperately touching into her mana to use any spell she could muster to get free. The moment any mana was brought

He clicked his tongue at me, handing over the glass and paper in his hand, “I’m shaking too much, I can’t make out the names of the tribes listed. Theo, would ya?” I took the monocular and peered at the stained paper, straining my eyes as I read the words. “Ember, of course. I think I can make out Juniper, looks like Shadewalkers...it’s too smudged, Mains. I can’t really tell either.” “Hm,” Mains replied, taking the page back from me, “seems as though a lot of this book is in rough repair. We’ll have to try and restore it. It was in that funny box over there.”

Rubeus didn't even flinch and let his familiar do the job , by the time his son's familiar was done - only glistening bones of the monster' s were left . Lord Kaisen almost threw up , his son was indeed too cruel . " How are we supposed to get in ?" asked Rubeus as he gazed at the bubbling pool of magma surrounding the deformed building of Northern Abarcus . Here the most notorious dark mages and criminals were transported off , they knew that the security of this place was high but the security here - wasn't it too well restricted ? " We will have to do something, we need to get in "

"Pawns in a game already lost. What matters is Hailey’s heart. Her mind. If I control both, I control the realms." Tristan, the brute, asked with a chuckle, "And if the Wolf King intervenes?" I let a chuckle bubble from my throat. "Let him. The wolf may growl, but the sea drowns all." Later, in the crystal chamber, I summoned the living core of our newest army. Shadows moulded with water, hate bred in salt and bone. My secret weapon: the Abyssborn. They rose from the dark pits, humanoid in form but monstrous in nature. Silent. Unfeeling. Loyal.

There are three more underground levels in the Mage Tower, but they are not open to the public. The basement level is the Summoning Chamber, which contains the summoning, binding, and attack spells, as well as the departure and return points for the teleportation spells. The Mage Guild's teleportation spells are open to the public, and upon payment of a f*e, users will be guided here by an apprentice without interfering with the daily lives and experiments of the mages on the upper floors.

“It’s like something ancient is waking inside her, trying to fight the poison… or consume her.” Amira turned to me with urgency in her eyes. “We need to summon a mage. A blood mage or a soul-reader, someone who can see beneath the veil.” I hesitated for half a second before nodding. “Summon the great mage Lysithea.” --- Fifteen minutes later, the door creaked open again—and a woman entered, barefoot, hooded, her aura thick with static and smoke. The mage. Her name was Lysithea, and her presence made every candle flicker low.

“The mages?” “Yes,” Elara nodded. “They are known for healing that goes deeper than the flesh. My sister’s daughter is a powerful mage, a Seer. She can see the movements of the soul before the body even moves. She will be of great help in the coming war.” “We will wait for them,” Kael said. Once the business was done, Kael didn't lead me back to the castle. Instead, he took a side path that wound deeper into the ancient forest surrounding the Blackthorn fortress.

I feel a hand touch me. "I can hear you," Ryan whispers. Ryan couldn't hear me before, but now he can. Ryan takes my hand. I feel him next to me. "Help me," I try to scream, but it comes out in a whisper. I move to my side, and I feel Ryan. "Calm down. Libby and Mother Agnes are working to help you. The ancestors are here. The amulet has an important part of your magic. It is coming out of the amulet too fast. The ancestors are trying to slow it down. Just stay with me," Ryan says.

The only thing I could make out from her outfit was that it was a warsuit. Just when she felt a presence in her room, she turned and saw me. I smiled weakly at her. It seems Sage's first attack did a great deal on me considering the fact that I never strengthened my power level after I got my powers back. "Megan?" Morgana gasped. She ran up to me. She pulled me into her embrace but instead of reciprocating the gesture, I collapsed into her hands. Everything went fuzzy at first. I could not see her face clearly before it all blacked out. TBC ... Pardon any mistake or incompetency guys.