Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I can't move, so I stay, It is comfortable. I stay and stay. Suddenly, she starts moving again. Light brightens my eyes, but I still can't see anything. The voices around me rise suddenly, and I can recognize a strong Kreg accent. I am sure I know this voice too. With Ronald was the same thing. I just need to listen carefully and imagine it is a younger version of the voice I know.

Bartimaeus hummed and as he felt her disappear and cloaked himself and his charge in flames and transported them back to Hale Academy. \\ Humans could be so similar sometimes…\\ xXxXx (End of Chapter 6)

Alaric’s pride filled voice entered my mind, confusing me further with his words. “What are you talking about?” “When you healed Lee, you must have transcended.” “What does that mean Alaric?” I was beginning to get frustrated at the looks and murmurs around the room, I was not a side show. “Oh yeah, you know nothing about yourself. Transcention is when an Amethyst wolf gains their Amethyst pelt.” Why did he have to state this as if it would answer any of my questions. “Alaric, what the hell does that mean?” I growled; I just wanted a straight answer.

While Seri was left pondering on herself as her gaze unconciously met with the pair of black obsidian eyes that were intently watching her. Seri blinked and saw her eyes were the normal violet ones like the dark gaze a second ago was just one of her illusions. While Lyph who was now known as Fae, was staring at an abyss before regressing back to staring at the middle aged woman who looked startled. She was just thinking about her previous life a moment ago and the dark most covering her body increased as it fought the foreign power trying to disperse it. She actually just accidently caught a glimpse of her dark past which was unexpected even to her. It's just, it seemed like there are two fo

“mm..m.My name is Ray the hawk, y.. you majesty, and I’m a in charge of the hunting team of this village, mostly because of my good skills in hunting with the bow and detecting ability in stalking the pray, m..my king” Don’t disappoint me or you will…… get obliterated… body and soul. Come general.. Take your reward. He come limping because of fear but his eyes as bright as the stars, he cant run from this thing, especially after becoming like him somehow. “Give me your hand”, while kneeling, I raised my hands and one of them get some wound like scratch, not deep but shallow wound, but further power start filling my vines, like I can transform any time I like.

"And before I forget, if a thing doesn't linger in your brain for about 5 seconds, the caster cannot hear it. Atleast that was the record of the fastest reader I've known." Right now, I am so much sure about one thing, indeed, I am the reason why Ruka reacted like that. The girl didn't like me and I insulted her even more. Did I just sign myself into a death wish? Will she come for me later? Maybe at midnight? My own thoughts were scarying me more that I'm already was. "And lastly, the decendants of Meniah. Red-eyed kierikos who can transform themselves into wild creatures." I looked at him closely, he had those kind of eyes. I patiently waited for him to fill me with details but he didn't s

Behind them, the crystal spires of Vaelthorne caught moonlight and threw it back in patterns that seemed to mock the certainty that had driven him across impossible distances. Some reunions, it appeared, were more complicated than overwhelming military force could resolve. The convergence had arrived, but nothing was as anyone had expected. END OF TRANSITIONAL CHAPTERS To Be Continued in Book 2: Crown of Shadows

I hear myself screaming. Somewhere distant, the Archivist shouts: "You'll dissolve! You can't contain—" I don't contain . I redirect . Through the Child. Into the nascent reality. The energy surges along the psychic tether between us, a river of stolen power seeking the only vessel vast enough to hold it. The nascent reality shudders —then accepts , its growth accelerating wildly, unpredictably. The Loom cracks . The Archivist's scream is lost in the detonation.

“Lara, you made a mess of everything and think you can just walk away? If you hadn’t let jealousy cloud your judgment and sent her off, she never would’ve been attacked at the border. Do you even know what I saw when I found her?” His voice grew louder, with every word lashing me like a whip. “She was covered in wounds. Her clothes were soaked red with blood, even her wolf spirit was whimpering in weakness. How much more do you plan to torment her?” The weight of his disappointment and blame made my ears ring. I had no strength left to argue. Silence hung heavy until the sound of running water stopped. Then Rin’s voice rang out again. “Professor Alpha, I’m done washing and I’m putting on the

Xander said, standing up, his charcoal heart glowing with a fierce, bronze light. "There is now," the wolf replied. "It’s not in the mountains or the sea. It’s in the Unwritten Future. And the only way to get there is to walk through the First Chapter again." He pointed to a path that hadn't been there a moment ago—a path made of old, yellowed paper that wound deep into the heart of the spiral forest. As we stepped onto the paper path, I felt a sudden, sharp pain in my hand. I looked down at the gold coin. The violet script was changing again. It wasn't "RENEGOTIATE" anymore. It was a single, terrifying word: