Infinite Mage Novels & Stories

“It was easy to snuff out their lives with the magic it possesses. It's practically infinite, so whatever they want to do, it's not going to work.” “Magic is never infinite,” the matriarch said. “You don't have an infinite source of magic and that's what you're looking to have with the girl.” “Well, you just caught my lie,” Dalia replied good-naturedly. “But that doesn't take away from the fact that I will have her and that I will rule every creature that walks this planet to such an extent that I will have enough power to take on the gods themselves and kill that bitch goddess that controls our lives.”

But I wasn't concerned about my own well-being, it was my turn to protect them. I searched inside myself for my magic and it sparkled right on the surface of my grasp. Gathering it in my hand I looked for the nearest hunter who fought with a wolf and thrust it into him. The blade of electricity bolted into the back of the hunter. The man arched his back in pain as the bolt penetrated his body before he fell to the ground dead. Running into the fray, I plunged my magic into one hunter after another as I weaved through the battle. My magic flowed with such fluidity throughout my body, that I didn't even have to think as I laid down my attacks. Pure instinct had taken over.

His name was Yama, the most senior Warrior of The Hunter's Guild. Yama was known for his deadly attack - capable of knocking down a buffalo with 1000 Health Points in a single attack. However, Yama's attack is ineffective against Magmar, a female-bodied World Boss with a long, snake-like lower body. Magmar is the summoner of lightning and carries a deadly weapon: two magic sword blades. Since Magmar is a magical creature, defeating her quickly requires magic weapons and Nebula energy. Meanwhile, Warriors like Yama relied on physical strength and Mingzhu energy.

She stood up. Her body felt lighter, firmer, and completely balanced. She flexed her left hand; the minor scrapes on her knuckles had vanished, and her muscles reacted to her thoughts instantaneously, without a millisecond of lag. [Gene Evolution Complete!] [Host Profile Updated:] * Name: Mira * Rank: E-Rank (Phase 1 Awakened) * Physical Threshold: 3.5x Baseline Human * Active Ability: Infinite Space (Level 1) — Range: 60 Meters

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

Too slow. And still, he couldn’t let go. Across the nave, the guild gathered in low voices around the ruins of the old choir stalls. Arguments rose and fell like a tide. “We can’t take him back there,” one voice spat. “You saw what happened in the night. The shadows moved through him. He’s already lost.” “He’s not lost,” Maera hissed, clutching her scrolls to her chest like a shield. “The rite is real. I’ve read the records myself. He can be severed.”

It just knew it had fed and fed well. "You still have mana?" Miyori looked up from the blood sigils she'd drawn on the floor. They covered the entire office room in intricate patterns. Ancient symbols that made my skin crawl. "Yes. My pool is nearly infinite. It is surprising I lived a century on trickles." She nodded and stood up slowly. Her knees cracked when she did. "Bind with me." I looked at the sigils again. Really looked and my blood went cold. "You are summoning two?"

"It’s not as cool as you think, Raven. At least, not in my case." I straightened up, my curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?" "I am a mage without active magic," she explained, her voice flat. "I only have it innately. I cannot create power from within myself. I need the assistance of charms and relics already infused with magic from sacred mountains to do even the simplest tasks." I blinked owlishly at her, wondering what kind of new mess this was. "I don't understand." "Just as there are wolves who cannot shift into beasts, there are mages who cannot wield magic independently," she said, beginning to walk again. "We are called siphoners. We can hold magic, and we can direct it, but we cann

Rex asked, he was eager to be rid of this restriction. “It can be removed, with little effort to someone trained in weave magic, the spell was designed to allow a user to cast many spells, sharing the load between ones mana pool and physical strength, in essence drawing fuel from your mana pool and your own energy reserves at the same time. It was ingenious for battle mages, if you trained strength and extended your own mana pool, you would be a force to be reckoned with, it has been modified in a way that the spell draws strength from you to continue feeding it, in essence, if you lived for 100 years, the spell would never die out. I can give you instructions to relay to Duncan, the sage wh

Urvin? They all knew the name. Slowly, they turned their eyes to Omage. Some of them had families they had left behind, and Omage had just run into one of his own. They couldn't hold his actions entirely against him. However, the way the girl was dressed was evident to all of them. As young as she was, she was a whore. "The Finil guild is using her to pay of our..." Omage paused, "her father's debt." They had all heard him correct himself, and Sethlzaar had seen the girl flinch at his words. She hasn't accepted that he's no longer her family.