Black Clover Light Magic Novels & Stories

However, as I neared the staircase, a kid came barreling towards me. In that split second, I tumbled down the stairs. Agony ripped through my belly, and as I stared at the dark red liquid spreading on the floor, darkness closed in. ... Marvin stood in the sterile hospital corridor, staring at a lifeless form under a stark white sheet. He read the doctor's report, each word a leaden weight. He cursed his knowledge of the words, cursed his own feeble strength. He had clung to hope, believing time would heal.

Sicca was doing everything he could to calm my nerves, but they were stubborn, refusing to bend. “Ready for a little magic?” His ice-blue eyes sparkled at me, playful and teasing. I nodded at him, then turned my gaze forward. He produced a small object from his pocket, almost like a miniature hockey puck. It was a vivid green. With a flick of his wrist, he sent it skimming across the gravel. As it landed, a green light shimmered upward from it. Sicca placed a steadying hand on my waist, guiding me toward the glowing patch. It shaped itself into an oval, like a massive mirror one could walk through.

Sweat beaded on Meredith’s temples as she watched. I lifted my head, feeling the slow slide of his hold slipping away. “I’m not fighting you,” I said quietly. Light erupted from my chest—not fire, not lightning, but a silver burst. It flowed outward through the black veins, washing away the darkness. Hybrids gasped as if surfacing from underwater. Black drained from their eyes. Chains of blood magic shattered like glass. Meredith flinched as the spell collapsed.

Celica made a serious face and began to explain everything, she said: "This purple-black light is an expression of elemental magic... "darkness", you are really special when you carry this power. This world is ruled, governed, built and controlled by the elements, each person born will have a chance to have it... depending on how it is used, each person will create their unique one like the water magicians out there, Andy. The Dark Element, before receiving that ultimate magic power they will have a nightmare and you have achieved that condition."

She just hoped he would live a happy life, and not have to fight dark dwellers the rest of his. Closing her eyes, she remembered words spoken when she was little she remembered them and repeated them. Her hands began to glow. “No!” Elder John growled. “No this can’t be happening! You cannot bring him here!” “I can,” Ivy said as the light circled her shattered the magic around her, the light forced John and everyone around her away from her. She fell weakened by the last of her magic. John got to his feet, rubbing his eyes trying to see what happened.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

Everyone look at one another in awe as we look at the light written in words. “Magic is not for the faint of heart. Magic is strong enough to destroy and to protect. Who will bear Magic choses... this greatest responsibility to use in the right way is for the one who deserves it. These magic you so seek hidden under the stars. May the moon god guide your way.” Flora read and when she is done the light disappears and the paper roll by itself and then flies back into my hand. “So it says.... I’ll give you a chance. Who finds that magic will win?” We all turn hearing a scary voice behind us.

Jacob scanned the room in confusion only to realize that the confusion was not universal. "It means the future at that exact point is changing constantly." Ann rolled her eyes in distress -- how could some moron like him deserve this kind of power instead of her?! "I saw magic power flow into The Shadow, not like a river but HUGE flood, the world-consuming kind of flood." Hank signed, "But most of the times it was in the color of pure black, and only a few times was it light." "Black magic?!" Jacob yelled, "That means--" "Yes. Most magic covens use light magic," Hank nodded heavily, "But there ARE clans of dark magic that exist out there. Secret ones. They are dangerous and mysterious. Their

“Your magic..” “Light magic,” Rose confirmed to his words, knowing what he was about to ask. “I heard it from Mona that sorcerers who had touched black magic like you will be the most effective to pain from light magic.” Shawn threw his head forward, laughter erupted from his mouth sounded manic. He then lifted his face, his eyebrows raising and his purple eyes bright, “You’re stupid do you know that? Do you really think that a simple light magic will kill me?” “Maybe not,” Rose responded at ease, “But I know what else can kill you.”

Sitting in the dim light of my apartment, I heard the distinctive sound of a door closing from across the hall. A sinister smile crept over my face. Clay was leaving. I slid the glass door to my balcony open and peered down to see his black car pull out of the parking garage, heading north. He's going home, I thought, how convenient. I returned inside, my fingers itching to pry open the book that lay on my coffee table. It wasn't any ordinary book—it was an old folklore tome filled with rituals, spells, and hidden amidst cryptic language, and dark magic.