End Of Magic Era Novels & Stories

Morgan copied the grown-ups and said with sarcasm, "She's finally figured it out and knows to buy what I like. It must be the limited-edition race car model I have wanted forever!" He ran and tore the present's wrappings open. However, there was no race car model. Instead, there was a massive photograph inside. It was the photo of Samuel, Rachel, and Morgan under the snowy peaks of Wintercrown, with a card sitting beside it with one line. "Congratulations on getting a new mom, Morgan."

Six Months Later The Dark Lands didn’t exist anymore. After Melissa’s death, the shadow magic that had kept the realm separate from the normal world began to fade. The purple sky turned blue. Real sunlight broke through the clouds. Plants that had been twisted and wrong started growing normally. Animals that had been corrupted by shadow magic either died or returned to their natural forms.

“Is it, though? I mean, after years of spiritual neglect and being served poisoned soup, maybe I just powered up out of spite.” Algebra adjusted his sleeves nervously. “No one in ten generations of our bloodline has ever… manifested lightning magic. It’s not even in the MacMayer lineage. That type of mana was lost—long before the old wars. Even the royal archives only have fragments of what lightning-class magic looked like. It was… erased. Extinct.” I tapped my fingers against the coverlet, letting sparks flicker harmlessly over my skin like I was born with thunder in my pulse.

He returned to the sofa to pull on his boots again. “To be brief. It’s another realm. Long ago, during the bronze age, I believe you called it. Those who controlled the magic of this realm realized that science would be the new magic, and they couldn’t peacefully coexist here. Well, they gathered up the last of the magical creatures. Creatures that couldn’t survive within the realm of science. These magic-users banded together to create and use a ritual that would break this world in two. This one maintained the laws of science right down into its depths. The other Helencia maintains the laws of magic. But for both realms to continue to exist, there must be portals linking them. If the porta

The crack was sealed. The shadows were gone. The storm had passed. But the world was not the same. The valley where the fissure had been was now a scar on the earth, a wound that would take years to heal. The grass would not grow there. The flowers would not bloom. The stones that had held the first wolf's seal were dark, their power spent, their symbols faded to nothing, their ancient magic finally exhausted after centuries of holding back the darkness. The magic that had protected the bloodline for generations was fading, seeping into the earth like water through cracked stone, returning to the soil from which it had come.

Henrik shook his head and said, “I don’t know either. I only know that this Curse Magic originated in the Primeval Age. Even then, it was a terrifying cultivation method. “The Curse Magic had been long lost. That’s why the Curse Magic controlled by the families and clans of the Demon Race are all incomplete. However, even an incomplete Curse Magic possesses devastating power.” Henrik described the Curse Magic. However, he did not know the details either. James did not ask any further questions. “By the way…” Qusai asked, “You’re about to cross into the Mage Rank, right?” “Yep.”

"I want you to tell me the story of the dragons again. I know it's a legend now, but I like to call it a story." I see her smiling. "It has been years since you asked me for it," she states. "I thought I grew up enough for stories." "And now what has changed?" "I have started to forget it, and I want to refresh it in my memory again. There is a point that I have entirely forgotten, and I want to recover it ". "Fine then. Here it comes. Many years ago, dragons discovered the supreme good that the Earth could offer to any of its creatures. A red gem, which the king of dragons named "The Heart of Magic" because of its shape, resembled a heart.

While for him that was what the rise of Era… The era of a complete family… The era of a Vampire family… “You Protect Me And I Protect You, Together Let’s Rise The Vampire Era!”

For a second, I thought it was some kind of miracle, and I instinctively tried to pat Wade's shoulder to comfort him. But when my hand passed right through him, I realized I was only a spirit now. I was dead. That realization made me suddenly remember Zach's promise before he left. "I'll come back to you." He broke his promise.

He got up again, ruined everything in the house, sat in the middle and then set the house on fire, getting burnt in that himself before pledging and saying, “I PROMISE… TO COME BACK AND TAKE WHAT IS MINE, EVANORA. YOU… YOU …. WILL NEVER GET WHAT YOU DESIRE.” Soon everything in the house turned to ashes erasing all the evidences of his existence. It wasn’t a perfect ending for a man like him, who practiced magic nearly half of his life, and now magic was the reason for his demise. But when the time comes, nobody can prevent death. It’s fate, which makes everyone bow down helplessly.