Introduction To Magic Novels & Stories

“You’re the new girl everybody’s freaking out about.” I stare at her. She grins. “I’m Crystal.” “…Aria.” “I know.” Of course she does. Unlike everyone else, Crystal doesn’t look nervous around me. If anything, she looks excited. “You’re in Veilbound tier, right?” she asks. I stiffen slightly. “Apparently.” “Ouch.” “That bad?” Her expression says absolutely. Great. Before I can ask more, the professor claps his hands once. “Welcome,” he says smoothly, pacing across the center floor. “Introduction to Magic is mandatory for all first-years regardless of lineage. Here, you will learn control, history, discipline, and survival.”

Like snow magic, it can be use to attack enemies but it does not stand a chance against water and fire which is a primary magic. “Now, the second part of the exam. Everyone who won the first round will participate on the second part of the exam. This time you’ll have to go against everyone who won. There would be a time limit, whoever remains standing after the timer stops, automatically becomes part of the Knights. The rest, well, it will depend if the spirits choose you or the Knight Leader. Now to the Spirits, not every spirit comes down, last year there are three light mages but the light spirit did not choose anyone worthy of its magic. Those who are chosen by the light, water, earth, a

She could search for their definitions when she had access to the library again. She was trying to make sense of everything, but then the book abruptly changed from methodical and detailed diagrams and explanations to sweeping prose. It read, "Of course, the fundamentals of Blood Magic are crucial for any caster to thoroughly comprehend. However, there is a more vital element of such magic most often neglected. One can know all the ingredients, all the steps, and all the words for a powerful invocation, but intention matters more than anything else."

Magic is designed to compete with everything else, trying to take them down. Integration. Balance. Purpose. I pulled back again and watched them settle into place, starting the flow of magic once more, though they moved with more intention this time rather than reacting to everything happening around them. It wasn’t perfect, but it worked. And right now, that was enough. It almost worked. Fuck.

I had been researching through charted maps and trying to recall memories of places where I might find some information on magic. However, my efforts seemed to be going in vain. If I didn’t come across any books on magic or find a teacher who would be willing to teach me, I would be unable to learn anything new. I knew that trying to create something I had no knowledge of was extremely dangerous. Magic wielders dealt with raw, powerful energy that came from within. If a magic wielder tried to achieve something and lost control, it could be fatal. This was why Otis was insistent on perfecting what I could control and then moving on to more complex spells.

She seems like she is looking into my very soul and testing it to see if I am one of those light or dark people. She goes on like we didn’t just have a staring contest, turning the page slowly and dramatically. “Magic is a responsibility, a dance with forces beyond our comprehension. It requires respect, balance, and an understanding of the delicate threads that weave our reality. Elemental magic is a dance with the forces that shape the very core of our world. It is our most basic and yet most important knowledge. There are four primary elements, each with its unique energy and essence.” She turns the page again, this time to a beautiful page that looks like it was hand painted with the fi

In this world, magic has been divided into two categories. The first one was the magic that used the magical energy of the user including a profound understanding of the magic theory plus a long year of practice and experiment to produce single stable magic for magicians to use. Even if that magic only has a function no different than a cigarette lighter. It still requires great resources and understanding of said magic to not make it unstable and turn into a bomb that might destroy or burn the user's hand.

I said, giving them my brightest smile. Some moved to their seats. "Welcome to a new year at the Seven Magics Academy," I said by way of introduction. "If you haven't already, please find a place to sit." I went over to the large wooden desk at the front of the class and picked up a piece of chalk with the flick of my wrist. It floated next to the board, waiting for me to tell it what to do. The trailing students quickly obeyed. Their focus trained on me, except for Sera.

Giving him free access to my center. But this was no creaking wooden table. It’s just a flat piece of rock. “It’s not as simple as that.” Veline explained. “Some things have to come slowly. Magic, especially that belonging to an individual rather than a group, is like a precious flower. You must give it room to grow then nurture it into full bloom.” I didn’t understand what she was saying. “You have to find it in its own time.” She elaborated. Brushing my sticky hair back from my forehead.

I mimicked her stance, focusing all my energy, and whispered the same words she did. Nothing happened. Lily sighed. “Again.” I tried again. And again. And again. The frustration built up inside me as time passed. No matter how hard I focused, I could not seem to get it right. “Relax,” Lily instructed. “You are overthinking it. Magic is not just about force, it is about intention. Feel the energy inside you. Let it flow, do not try to force it.” I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply. Feel it.