Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

When dawn came, it wasn’t light that split the horizon. It was a line of text: “The Queen stood alone. But not for long.” Liora looked up and saw her enemies, Not soldiers, Not gods. Thousands of them. Blank-faced beings formed from parchment, crawling over the cliffs, silent and hungry, Each bore a sigil carved into its chest: Chapter 0. The first reached the Citadel’s walls, Touched stone And it vanished, No flame, No crumble, Just gone, as if it had never existed, Sera tried to summon a ward, It sparked then fizzled.

Chapter 42 starts the NEXT ARC and it's going to be MASSIVE! END OF CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

She leaned down and Breathed into him. ​She gave him the "Future-Memory" of the Elder Nora. She gave him the sight of the empty 400th chapter. She gave him the "Friction" of a daughter who refused to let her father become a cliché. ​Kael’s "Void-King" armor began to fracture. The black ink started to boil, turning back into the clear, living water of the Core. ​"The... 401st... chapter..." Kael wheezed, his eyes flickering back to green. "It... hasn't... been... written... yet!"

“He is a Transcendent. If it wasn’t for the books you gave us, I would’ve thought I saw the devil himself.” Tyr nodded calmly and said, “Stay out of this.” “He is a Transcendent, boss,” Achilles reminded Tyr once again, perhaps concerned that Tyr hadn’t heard him the first time. A Transcendent was not an easy opponent to fight. “I know.” Calm as always, Tyr didn’t seem to care much about this supposed Transcendent. He looked at Horace and slowly walked toward him. “Are you from an imperial family?” asked Tyr. Horace smacked his lips. “You are Tyr Summers?”

Arch Garaman sighed, “We are losing so many lives already because of this spreading magic, lives of brave and honorable warriors of your country. We can’t afford to let any more of them die.” “Will you let us help, then?” Lucas asked. “Before I give my answer, I can sense there’s more you want to tell me,” the Archmage said. “Let us hear them now.” Lucas let out a huge breath. “Of course, we have yet to discuss what we’ll get in return. You’re aware of how negotiation works, are you not, Archmage?” “I’m listening.” “I have not forgotten it was the Archmages from Galadhor who injected a kind of anti-alar inside my chest… and I’m expecting you knew what it is and how to remove it—”

I said to Hunter, before turning back to the archway that connected the entryway and the living room. I wore my pendant free against my shirt, there was no hiding who I was from the world now. Holding my hands up, I closed my eyes to focus. To start the spell, I pulled from my memories the image of the new house Avery's mother and sister had moved to after what it happened a few months ago. Reaching out for my power, I rebuilt the image linking it to the archway before me, the two spaces connecting together. Hunter's gasp brought me out of the trance. Still holding the portal open, I opened my eyes to see the small, fenced in backyard that could have been placed anywhere in American suburbia

My love for Archer, a truth I'd long denied, now surfaced with undeniable clarity. As Archer fights for his life, restlessness hounded my heart and I am praying for a miracle for Archer to heal quickly. The thought of losing Archer and never confessing the depth of my feelings was unbearable. Archer, the father of my child, cannot leave us in such silence. After the doctor and nurse left my room, I was determined to check on Archer, regardless of the consequences to myself. I managed to cast a protective spell over both the child and myself. Closing my eyes to perform the magic, I felt a surge of power reminiscent of the moment I discovered my dragon, Ryu. My body pulsated with a strength th

on the very last page is one sentence "The visions are getting worse, I fear that he plans to usae me to exact his own revenge." Huh... This is interesting... I wonder if she was really having visions of the future like this seems to imply, or if she was making it up, or if the loss of so much of her soul simply made her a little unhinged...? I think the answers to these uestions may hold the key not only to her motives in this war, but also her plans for Chad, and this pack. I replace this book in my bag. Then I pick another random book from a shelf and start looking anything on curses, witches, breaking curses, how to reverse a spell, or blood magic.

"You are being ignorant. The second glitch is far beyond the first glitch. How the fuck are you gonna survive if don't even pass the bare minimum criteria? Take the freaking sword, and it just might come in handy! Might even save your life in a crisis… Also, your ignorance isn't worth a cent if you die on the very first day!" Agenor looked at others giggling and sighed, "Are you sure about this?" Agenor grabbed the hilt. "I'm an archer, remember?" Creed loosened the grip, "Consider this your graduation gift! And be careful… This is a cursed sword! It feeds on wielder's Chakra!" Agenor nodded and softly rubbed his pinky on the edge of the sword. The next instant, several notifications blared