I Became A Mage In Another World Novels & Stories

Alexis cringed at the sound as she stepped in and spotted the bars, where beyond it sat a body, lying on the ground staring soundlessly at the ceiling. “Ah. The worthless Mage”, he said with a laugh that made Alexis frown. “That’s right, it’s me and I have something to ask you”, she stared straight at him with a glare. “What makes you think I’d answer to the person who took the role I trained years for?” He spat out. “The fucking fairy slave shit that can’t even do anything except that shadow mana which might I add is illegal to do without a certificate”. ‘He’s pissed’, she grimaced, ‘but… why wouldn’t he be’.

He suddenly asked me. I think so too. But that was a different matter because I was with the king. "I was with the king. That's when I met them, I didn't know he was a king. I came because I found out that they were going to see a magician. I also learned that magicians can cross over into the mortal world so I ventured and come along." I answered him and we continued walking. Grandpa nodded. "If you happened to meet the mage then you might still not be allowed out of here. Mages don't just take others out of Wysteria." He taught me.

"You are in Sharra, and you are safe. Here at the Seven Magics Academy, we will teach you how to use your magic." "I'm not on Earth? Are you an alien? Are you going to probe me?" She stood and came closer, studying me as though looking for something otherworldly. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't roll them. Just about every magical hybrid who came here asked the same type of question. "You are still on Earth," I said, opening my eyes. "Just in a different realm. And no, I am not going to probe you. That's gross." I gave her a wry smile, hoping to dispel some of the tension.

He suddenly asked me. I think so too. But that was a different matter because I was with the king. "I was with the king. That's when I met them, I didn't know he was a king. I came because I found out that they were going to see a magician. I also learned that magicians can cross over into the mortal world so I ventured and come along." I answered him and we continued walking. Grandpa nodded. "If you happened to meet the mage then you might still not be allowed out of here. Mages don't just take others out of Wysteria." He taught me.

After what had happened the only thing I realized was how that scene would have changed if only I have embraced who I really am, a mage. I have stopped thinking about it before because of my sister. I used to believe that she needed someone to protect her. That’s why I became a warrior. Little did I know that I was also in need of that kind of protection but being a warrior was not enough. When magic spells have been continuously used against me, from the spell cast to My Alpha and the magic that was used to place me in a coma while they took my child. That’s when I made a vow to embrace who I am and fight them with all that I’ve got.

"Three... Two... One! |...| Hmm... I've lost my balance. Hmm... I'm falling towards Ishigami's portal. Hmm... Shiatsu and Ishigami both have sinister smiles on their faces. Hmm... I'm dead. Oh, Gods of the Isekai world! I beg of you! Reincarnate me as a bear! |...| I can feel my face and my sweaty, ice-cold hands. I can hear the three devil spawns chattering. I can see... Midway! I'm alive! A fucking miracle! "See, Miles! It's safe!" "Dead eyes is too much of a pussy!" "Hahaha! Shiatsu called you a pussy!" I'll give the brats an earful later, but before that... why does it feel like I'm missing something? My chest feels cold, and I can sense the touch of air stroking across my torso... uh, w

Who would have thought she was in the mage dimension? Of course it was the work of lovely queen Hera. It excited me to think how the mad queen would suffer when I overtook her. Because I now had what she needed to fuel her war! I’d work faster than she ever could. After I left Artemis and Stella I went straight to my castle in Hemingway. Very soon the dusty forsaken castle would be the most feared fortress in the mage world and Olympiad. I burst into the throne room I claimed months ago. It was also the military room.

“You’re not a prisoner here. If you want to return to your world, I’ll return with you.” “That--- still makes it sound like you’re my warden,” I pointed out, somewhere between not caring that I offended people and being confused about my role in this brave new magical world I’d been dropped into. Hell, I still didn’t know what the hell a Muse was, let alone how I’d ended up as one!

George’s voice followed me, pleading, but I’d had enough. I needed air. I needed out. I closed my eyes. Called on the power deep inside me. And vanished. Teleportation. The world twisted. Reality tore like paper. And I stepped into the Other Realm. Not heaven. Not hell. Just... in between. The air here shimmered with magic, cold and sweet. The sky stretched above me, dark violet streaked with veins of glowing gold. The roads beneath my feet gleamed like obsidian rivers, winding through impossible architecture, floating towers, upside-down gardens, staircases that climbed nowhere.

“I-It's the reckoning, alpha king! I…I have never seen magic like this one. It's dark witchery, my lord!” Magic? Mages were farfetched in our world. We knew they existed somehow, somewhere — in outcast lands outside the many kingdoms under Ker. But mages were mostly malformed shifters and rogues who raged on about the supernatural and beyond. It was a whole load of nonsense. Damien thought the same as well, from the way he reacted. “Are you…are you well, Elder? Do you know what time it is? To-To be spouting such rubbish?!”