End Of Magic Era Novels & Stories

It had finished its journey. "The First Era ended in a bunker," Audrey whispered, watching the twin suns dip below the horizon. "The Second Era ended in a grave. But the Third Era... it starts with a breath." As the darkness fell, the citizens of New Aethelgard looked up. They didn't see the "Siren" or the "Ghosts." They saw a sky filled with stars, each one a potential future, each one a blank page. For the first time in the history of their species, there was no Queen, no King, and no Filter.

Henderson’s’ eyes and in Anna’s. “I know I’m going to talk fast, but I’ll answer questions after. Thousands of years ago, magic ruled the earth those who were magic blessed worked together no matter what their affinity was. But of course, no one can be happy with being equal, eventually those with Fire affinities started using dark magic, magic from the shadows of the earth, magic that isn’t for us. Those who are touched with shadow magic we call the “Flawed” their souls will never find peace. It was dark and scary time, and those from other magical affinities decided they had to use dark magic too, eventually there was a war that wiped out half our people, Elders were appointed from the mos

“Yan paniniwala ng iba pero noong panahon ng Ancient Magic Empire. After the War of Gods, everything went chaotic. They didn’t believe in anything aside from the nature of magic. The warlocks, magicians, ancient mages, and witches all have their beliefs. The almost ruled the world with magic, they were cruel to everyone. It must be the darkest era of that time. The bloody purge for power and strength. But a hundred years later, the Ancient Magic Empire fell down from it’s glorious days. The believers of different churches group together to defeat those cruel warlocks and magician…” Ahhh… Ancient magic Empire. I have heard of that, I was the worst era for non magic users as they were held as

, he grumbled throwing his hands up in the air, dramatically. Not that there was anyone to hear about it, unlike most eighteen years old he, was stuck at home, on a Friday night currently staring at his ceiling, counting down the minutes for the next day to begin. Being an outcast had its disadvantages. * Most people awakened to their type of magic when they turned sixteen. MAGIC, capital letters, and everything; After the final world war which lasted ten years, the world had shifted on its axis, Mother Nature had given up on trying to dissuade society from destroying her reserves and her bounty and decdied to step in, some people referred it to "Gaia's Rage".

Lankko’s face brightened as he remembered how it was when the use of magical artifacts was ubiquitous. “I remember that. I had a lot of those in my bedroom,” said Enzir. “When Terdu banned the practice of magic, I think we lost a lot of our simple joys and freedoms,” said Lankko, hanging his head. “Why did he ban magic in the first place, Lankko?” asked Enzir. “You really don’t know, Jad Enzir?” asked Lankko, scratching his bald head. “I thought your teachers in magic history covered that when you were just six years old.

"That's the belief of others but during the time of the Ancient Magic Empire. After the War of Gods, everything went chaotic. They didn't believe in anything aside from the nature of magic. The warlocks, magicians, ancient mages, and witches all have their beliefs. They almost ruled the world with magic, they were cruel to everyone. It must be the darkest era of that time. The bloody purge for power and strength. But a hundred years later, the Ancient Magic Empire fell down from its glorious days. The believers of different churches group together to defeat those cruel warlocks and magicians…” Ahhh… Ancient magic Empire. I have heard of that, I was the worst era for non magic users as they w

I felt a surge of pain and I reflexively held on to my forehead. I knew it! I knew the peace we had over the last two months after his disappearance was just too good to be true. It was really too good to be true considering how hell bent Sage was on possessing the band and ruling the entire Magical kingdom. He wasn't going to stop at ruling our kingdom alone. He wanted to be in control of the human world as well. I knew the way we overcame the last time wasn't a real assurance that he won't be back. I really wish this isn't true.

I could feel the irritation growing again as I watched him. "Partially true. You see, during Malfathicus's reign he did kill off a lot of Magic kind. But he didn't kill everyone. A lot of magic kind went into hiding, blending in with the humans or completely moving entirely to avoid further massacres. There isn't a lot of those who can wield magic left. That includes us." So magic still exists after all? I guess I wasn't entirely surprised, because to wipe out all of magic kind would be impossible. There where very smart beings out there that would adapt and change to avoid extinction. I guess I can relate to that myself, adapting to the environment of the Guild so we weren't murdered.

​Five Years Later: The Iron Garden, Oregon ​The world did not end with a bang or a whimper; it ended with a dial-tone. After the Great Reset, the silence had lasted for nearly a year. Then, slowly, the lights flickered back on—not as a global empire, but as a patchwork of city-states and resilient territories. The "Sterling Era" was now taught in history books as a period of collective madness, a digital fever dream that the world had finally broken.

It's a good thing my hair is a little long so that it hides the top of my ears, since they're no doubt red and scalding like hot coals. "Hypermodern. Where to start. Relatively younger than the earlier three, but very prominent. While Parallel and Classical usually take up somewhere between half and sixty-percent of the magical population, Walpurgis and Hypermodern dominate about thirty-five to forty percent. Hypermodern emerged around the turn of the last century. Things because the residence of magic more. The other school of magic imbued objects, lamps, books, or paintings with curses, hexes, and mesmers, but hypermodern took it one step further. Abandoning nature all together, man-made t