Dimensional Wizard Novels & Stories

“Actually, yes. And, a wizard would have long white hair and an equally long white beard.” He grinned. “That is much more accurate than you might think. You see, in our native dimension, time rules all. We cannot escape its ravages. We can only slow it down. It is the same here. The difference being that time is not measured equally. Even with magic moving him back and forth from era to era, time will eventually win out. One hundred years could pass in our home dimension while only one or two have passed here.” “Does that mean that I am not even missed yet?” I asked as I reached for his manhood and began to gently massage it back to life. He’d given me a hefty dose of aphrodisiac an

October leaned her head so that it was now on Alistair's chest. He took a few more strands of her hair between his fingers, enjoying the silky feel of it. "The third dimension belongs to humans, even though a few Lores coexist with them. Simply because they have their other halves there, or because they have denounced who they really are and want a normal life. Then you have fairies and elves in the fourth dimension. This dimension, the fifth, belongs to vampires, were-beings such as werewolves, were-bears, and also witches. Then you have the fates they are the ones to govern over us, living in the sixth. Last, you have the gods in the highest and last dimension."

So many new knowledge to unearth. 'Well, he might be the key.' Thinking so, she became way more enthusiastic at the idea of teaching him. "The first important thing to know is that all dimension mages have at least one dimension that is entirely their. You could say that it's born with the mage. This dimension can be anything. From a habitable world to a world without life." "...So the first step should be to connect to that dimension?" Sol stopped thinking and pondered. A rather bold idea forming in his mind.

robot:- now draw your card and let's see who suffers. wizard:- doesn't it get hurt, or its stop hurting now, or has your brain got damaged? demon:- I have given me so much pain the now too doesn't hurt, I don't feel pain. robot:- demon loses with scissors and wizard wins with paper, let's spin the wheel and we got a nail, since nail doesn't feel the pain he is alright, and this match score is team a total is 3 points and tame b total is 1 wizard:- 2 points. Cali:- 0 points.

Even the front steps rose seven feet above the snowline. The moment Cyrus stepped within range, he deployed the door to his pocket dimension in front of him. The spatial door was invisible and intangible. It had no thickness, only a flat, two-dimensional plane. Anything that attacked Cyrus would pass through it and vanish into another space. He had not yet figured out how to use it offensively, but its defensive and countering capabilities were absolute. It suited his current, cautious approach perfectly. Vincent had claimed the bunker held no heavy weapons, but Cyrus trusted his own judgment more than rumors.

That dungeon was an A-rank dungeon not because of its powerful creatures, but because the dungeon itself was dangerous. The dungeon floor would devour anything that moved, and anything that moved would sink indefinitely until the dungeon completely engulfed it. That characteristic was exactly duplicated by the spatial dimension of rage. "Argh! What is this place?!" Rage, who was inspecting the dimension, turned around when he heard a voice. The group of wizards in front of him were entirely engulfed by the marsh, with only their heads peeking out. Rage looked around with curiosity and saw that the space dimension was unbelievably enormous. He was unable to see the end of it with his current

Morning came too fast. The Rusty Spoke became war room. Tables covered with equipment. Screens showing equations. Everyone working. Everyone focused. Sarah and Albert were at the center. Building something. Designing something. Creating miracle from math and desperation. "The dimensional stabilizer needs three components," Sarah explained. Drawing diagrams. "First, power source. We need quantum generators capable of producing energy equivalent to small star. Second, focusing array. Something to direct that energy precisely into collapsing dimension. Third, dimensional anchor. Something to keep portal stable while we work."

Odin dispensed with the formalities and tossed over a golden key to Grandpa Winks. Grandpa Winks caught the key solidly, gripping it tightly like it was his greatest possession. And in some way, it was. For this was a Dimensional Key. There were so few of these that one could count them in a single hand. Odin didn’t have a lot of these lying around. In fact, this was his own personal Dimensional Key. He was literally giving them what was his so that they would be able to do their jobs. And Grandpa Winks appreciated the gesture greatly. Yet at the same time his worry grew. For Odin was known as one who trusted no one but himself and his own wisdom. He did put his faith in a few people, but he

“A pocket dimension?” “Yes.” Her tone was sharp, clipped, like she didn’t have time to soften the blow. “It’s a small slice of space that exists in the middle of a void. Only the most powerful witches can create it. If we lose our way here, Aurora…” She trailed off, her eyes flicking into the yawning darkness surrounding the rocky ground. “We could be swallowed by the void between dimensions. Forever.” My mouth went dry. “Forever? You mean…” Before I could finish, the sound of slow, deliberate clapping cut through the air. My heart jumped to my throat.

Too calm for someone who’d just revealed they knew about dimensional travel. “I’m a scientist, Kamari. Well, a physicist, to be specific.” He gestured to the shelves lined with technical journals and equipment I’d assumed were just decorative. “I’ve been obsessed with quantum mechanics and dimensional theory for most of my career. Parallel universes, alternate realities—it’s been my life’s work.” “Okay, but that doesn’t explain how you knew about me.” “I developed something years ago. A detection system.” He pulled out what looked like a tablet from his desk drawer. “It monitors dimensional frequencies, alerts me when there’s a breach—when someone from another dimension crosses into ours.”