Made From Magic Novels & Stories

"I want you to create a weapon. Something made purely of your magic. Something that can harm but not kill." "Like what?" I asked. "That's for you to decide," Ysara said. "Your power will shape itself based on your intent. Focus on what you need and let it manifest." I closed my eyes, reaching for Luna. My power responded light swirling around my hands. I imagined a blade, sharp and bright. When I opened my eyes, I was holding a sword made of pure white light. It hummed with energy, solid despite being made of magic. "Excellent," Ysara said. "Now attack me."

I'll just work hard so I can survive every trial waiting ahead of me. I fell asleep as my mind explore deeper down the memory lane. The next day, I wore a simple gray legging partnered with a plain blue oversized sweater and a white rubber shoes. I was about to grab a black cap when I heard a knock on my door. Its probably Aeolous, checking if I'm ready to go out. I grabbed the cap that I wanted and put it on my head. I did not bring anything since the door is magic locked. The door handles recognizes my magic so it automatically opens when it senses my magic. Magic is like out fingerprint and tongue print. Its unique, we have different patterns, no one has the same magic pattern.

A look of disgust came to his face. “Our magic is based on nature and the elements. We can control the weather and use nature to create things by manipulating the very smallest of molecules,” he said while spreading his fingers before himself. Tiny snowflakes fell from his fingertips and my mouth curled. Creasing my brow I stood and went outside onto the patio. Breaking off a small twig from the pot-planted bush I rolled it in my palm. “I can make a cane using my magic Rinn, don't you think?” “I don't see any reason why you couldn't,” she chortled back in my mind.

I narrowed my eyes. “Fine, fine.” he chuckled and snapped his fingers. He just snapped his damn fingers and he had a blanket made of moss? “You mean to tell me you could have done this-” “No.” He interrupted, “I’m refreshed. Extra magic now. Creation is a very powerful magic that I could not have done before. Besides,” he pointed to teh grass around us, “It uses material from around me. If I lacked control my magic would have stripped you bare to make me clothes.”

The vines seemed to weave themselves into intricate patterns, creating a tapestry of natural beauty. ‌ As her magic worked its wonders, Sabrina noticed the leftover lumbers and debris from Andrei's attempt at building. With a playful smile, she lifted them with a flick of her wrist, molding them into elegant and rustic furniture. The once discarded materials now turned into chairs, tables, and even a cozy bed. ‌ Andrei stood in awe, his eyes wide with amazement and admiration. He had never witnessed such mastery of magic before. Sabrina's power seemed boundless, and every gesture she made transformed the cabin into a magical sanctuary.

“To kill.” Keyla frowned. She had surmised that much herself. “As we suspected,” Ciara went on, “it is indeed the product of Dark Magic. I suspect that some natural creature – a bat, perhaps – was the source material for the thing’s initial creation. It was altered through the manipulation of Dark Magic, by someone with much skill. It is reasonable to believe that once a small number of them had been created, they would then be able to reproduce more or less naturally. But the magic infusing them would be passed along, since it is an integral part of their being.”

It began as a crystal core. Vara had crafted it from a sliver of condensed mana stone, found washed up in a tidepool after a storm. She engraved it with runes passed down from her grandmother, an old sea-witch who once whispered to dolphins and read the tides like scripture. Vara combined enchantment and mechanical design, embedding the crystal within a palm-sized orb. Her invention, the Magic Net, didn’t cast threads or ropes—it cast water.

Kael muttered. Gared turned and threw a curse. “I knew he’d come to follow us here.” The old mage waved his arms, controlling the swarm of red objects that looked like petals glowing in red. In an instant, the petals formed into three arcs before they launched towards the trees, slicing the trunks with incredible sharpness and ease. As the area fell into silence, the petals scattered in the air. Kael’s eyes watched them in awe. He had never seen such unique magic. “Where the hell have you been, Stone?” Magus Jade asked in an irritated tone as the petals gathered and circled him. Then they compressed together, forming into a long staff.

The magic became bigger and bigger as it approached and it-------- Kidding. lmao.✌✌

‘But even putting up a shield uses fire as the base magic. ‘Damn it all.’ Suddenly, an idea came to her. If she could use her magic from within, without it coming in contact with Titus’ powder, there should be no ignition. ‘Fire Magic can melt things, but it can also harden things.’ Magnolia remembered reading in one of the books Killian gave her. ‘If I harden my body from within, the explosion should not affect me.’ She looked up at Titus. ‘Here it goes.’ “What are you—” the king mumbled as he felt Magnolia’s neck harden under his hands, it was as hard as a wooden log.