Novel & Cerita I Became A Mage In Another World

I asked. “It did, however when Mazikeen was created because of Monar’s lust for as much power as he could get, the gods stepped in and created someone who could defeat Mazikeen. Me. I was created to grow in power just like how Mazikeen grows too but I am always to be a little ahead of him in level of power. I represents everything which Mazikeen oppose just as he represents everything I opposed but rather, I was not well versed in the issue and so the gods decided to punish not just me but also the world we came from. The name is the forgotten world is forever forgotten and if we want to remember… well I made it worse because how can we remember the name of a place which is supposed to be fo

As I closed my eyes and concentrated on the image of Zorzaris in my mind, I felt the familiar tingle of magic coursing through my veins, transporting me to a world where anything was possible. Where he ruled. Happy Birthday to me, indeed. As I materialized in Zorzaris, the vibrant colors and enchanting scenery of the mystical realm greeted me, filling me with a sense of wonder and awe. The air was alive with magic, carrying with it the promise of adventure and excitement. I took a moment to bask in the beauty of my surroundings, marveling at the towering trees, shimmering lakes, and majestic mountains that stretched as far as the eye could see. It was a world unlike any other, where dreams b

I simply answered. “We can start today,” We both looked at Amansinaya. I nodded at her, “But, beware...” She stopped. I held my breath, “We’ll be going to another world; a world where magic exists. So, expect that you’ll see horrific creatures that could try to kill you.” She continued. She saw my reaction when she said that. She laughed a bit. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you throughout your adventure.” She said. So she’s gonna help me?

I demanded, pointing angrily toward my legs. “Of course, I do.” A strange look passed over his face. “After all, I am the mage,” he said simply. I gasped, my eyes widened as I stared at him. “You?” The mage was the generation chemistry genius, it was said, he had medicines for almost everything, the Orchid had gone to great lengths to find him but they never did.

he commanded as Mars moved to follow. "But-" Mars swallowed his protest, shrinking under the prince’s hard stare. This was not the capricious man he could banter with; this was the Mad Demon of the Battlefield, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, Ember, a living weapon ready to be unleashed. ♡♡♡ A Light That Changes Fate was a fantasy world, and its royals wielded magic. The world operated on a flow of energy- Aethyr- that fueled sorcery and caused strange phenomphenons.

he told Kaia. “He knows,” she said. Jarek met my eyes. “We’re outside. If the air changes, we’ll know.” I nodded. They left—shadow, blade, grin. The sigil’s light breathed slow. I wasn’t ready for Councils, Archmages, or the way Alexander said mine like both sin and salvation. Ready wasn’t on the menu. Alive was. I pressed my palm to the wall. “Okay,” I told the room, the guards, the healer, and my extremely unreliable heart. “Let’s not die today.”

Brilliant. Without thinking, I twist out of the guard’s arms and bolt for the fountain in the center of the courtyard. I need to see myself. I need to understand what’s happening. I skid to a stop by the water’s edge and look down. And there it is. Not the massive black wolf I’ve shifted into for years. No. A fluffy white thing with too-big eyes and a curly tail stares back at me. A puppy. I’m a puppy. I am going to murder that mage.

“Sometimes they feel like dreams. Sometimes they feel more real than the life I’m living now. Faces I’ve never met. Places I’ve never seen. Battles I’ve never fought.” Every word was true. Just not the whole truth. “I wake up remembering conversations that never happened. I know strategies nobody ever taught me. I understand things I shouldn’t understand.” Magnus studied me carefully. “You expect us to believe that?” “I don’t expect you to believe anything.” “Then why tell us?” “Because it’s the closest thing I have to an explanation.” The old mage continued watching me for several long seconds. “Go on.” “I don’t know why it happened.”

He's taken over my body, but not revealing his full shadow form, I am now his ragdoll, his puppet, he's gonna use the strings he has on me to kill those kids. I try to resist as much as I can but with his laughter echoing loudly in my head, there's not much I can do. Parts of my brain are infected by Mage so I cant concentrate either. My eyes catch a puddle of water and I raise my fingertips the only part that I can move on my own and use the wind to balence with the water and release it right on top of my head. Great now I am dirty too. THAT'S ENOUGH!. Shit! I can't breathe. My knees buckle and I fall to the moist wet grass, I hold my throat that's dying and craving for some air. I am about

away” “What kind of talk?” I asked. “Well just that they think strange events happen when she’s around. In fact, only yesterday a man said her skirts burnt his hand when he had accidentally touched them”. I scoffed “You mean he put his hand on her arse”. She looked disapprovingly at me for being so brazen with my language. “Well yes, we all know what he really meant! The point is from what people have described it sounds like she could be a…” “mage” I said, finishing her sentence. “Yes” my mother nodded. “However, it is very unusual for a mage to be tossed out of their council and go into the world of human servitude. So, either she doesn’t know what she is, or she’s not just a mage. She’s