Arcane Novels & Stories

Directly opposite had a five-meter wide by four-meter high passageway, and the illuminating magic stones at the top of the hall and the passageway emitted a light no less than that of the outside. Looking at the metal token in his hand again, it was only the size of a palm, the emblem engraved on the front Christine knew that it was representing a certain Arcane Artist, but who exactly was unclear, the back was engraved with a number and instructions on how to use it in Nethersolean magical script. At this point, Christian knew why the other party still triggered the effect of the token even after his own “Trance” had taken effect, because all he had to do was

A burning pain flared at her ear as a chill of death seeped into her body through her pores, causing her meridians to throb with pain. "Pfft—" Amelia staggered back several steps, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood. This time, she could no longer suppress the turmoil within her body. The deathly energy of the Arcane Skill of the Netherworld clung to her like a festering sore. Once it invaded, it would ravenously consume her internal energy and corrode her meridians. She could clearly feel her strength draining at an alarming rate, and even began to experience slight dizziness.

He let that hang as he began listing them off, each word like a forbidden door being opened: “Blood. Gravity. Time. Law. Decay. Dreams. Bone. Memory. Sound. Reality.…” He stopped in front of Thorn, then gestured vaguely around the room. “These aren’t just rare. They’re unnatural. Personal. Dangerous. And beautiful.” Then he looked up, his voice light again—but sharp beneath. “Some call them Arcane Signatures. Others call them Curses.” He turned back to the board, the shimmering sigil collapsing back into nothingness.

The orb pulsed faintly in Aria’s hand as she stood alone in the arcane vault. Its soft glow cast ethereal shadows on the dark stone walls, illuminating ancient runes that hadn’t been disturbed in decades. Every instinct in her screamed that this was no ordinary relic. It was alive. Not in the way of living flesh, but in the way of ancient memories preserved by magic older than the wolves themselves. She placed the orb on the altar in the vault’s center. Symbols etched into the stone flickered to life, glowing with blue fire as the orb reacted to its new environment. For a moment, the air vibrated—charged, trembling.

Meena quipped back to me. As we were debating on what are we going to do. Marcellus opened his eyes and started to snarl, roar and contort again. Tendrils of black magic were flaying, flashing and meandering through his body as he thrashed, screamed and roared “Sanguine” and “abyss” repeatedly. “Sanguineabyss is the fifth subrealm of Wengarthria, Aralyn”, Meena told me.

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

From my calculations, not every account has been locked inside the game, but there are too many now. For the next hour, I paced around the room, unable to stay in one spot for long. Neither Luka nor Jake was able to access the server completely, as an outside force was blocking them. It was obvious Arcane Realm had been hacked, and their skills rivaled Luka’s and Jake’s combined effort.

"I've heard of it before, but what exactly is it?" Marshal Barns nodded, sensing Danial's interest in the topic. "Elemental magic is the manipulation of the fundamental elements of nature," he elaborated. "These elements include fire, water, earth, air, and spirit. Those who possess the ability to wield elemental magic can harness the power of these elements to cast spells and manipulate their surroundings." "Similarly," Marshal Barns continued, "arcane arrays are intricate patterns of energy that can be imbued with various effects, from enhancing one's abilities to creating powerful barriers or unleashing devastating attacks. They are incredibly complex and r

Miya said, and luna Nesta nodded. “In that case, all of us represent Arcanes. All of us pick up properties from people around us to form an identity of our own. If we see on a broad scale, none of us have a unique identity of our own, we borrow identities of others now and then and dispose of parts of those identities like the skin of a snake. Don’t we?” I said. Luna Nesta smiled, “you are absolutely right, Diana. Maybe Zephyr is indeed normal because Arcanes are normal too. They are the invasive species of the Gloom forests.”

“And whatever that something is, I do not want to know about it…” “Aurora…” “I have enough in my hands to deal with another case of Giovanni and Nicolas, Dante” Aurora said coldly “a compass, a magic scroll, guardian, whatever other bullshit that you might try to show…” “Aurora, the compass literally opened when you approached it. Did you think that I would lie to you…”