Magi Paimon Novels & Stories

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

“The only person I know who could do that is…” Rex’s face flashed in my mind, and my chest tightened. “Who are you? Really?” Lucian tilted his head, the smirk returning. “Oh, sorry for not doing proper introductions,” he said, his tone mockingly polite. “I’m Lucian, former leader of the Eighth Tribe.” He said it with pride, his chest straightening slightly. “I’m a Magyc , Aqua and Terra, to be exact. Though I can tap into other cores if I focus.”

A blow with full force— would that not end his life? At the shock on her face, Master Magaera smiled again. "Don't you worry. Gods are a lot more powerful compared to humans. A human's head is quite weak, but not that of a god. This is the only way to summon my fairy soul, or my powers will be restrained by these Sky Fiend Bonds forever. He cast a look outside the dungeon. "We don't have much time. You should hurry…" Alright! Veron nodded at his commands. Summoning all the internal energy in her body, she raised her hand and brought it down heavily upon Master Magaera's head.

Jokil approached Froster and offered a cigar, he declined. “Your quarry, is she a Battle Mage? he asked, tactfully blowing away the cigar smoke away from Froster. “Correct, she is a Battle Mage. Voltiir as well.” “This must be part of that new initiative, you think so?” Mangani Apemen had forejaws and molar tusks.

He saw a figure huddled in the corner, cloaked in darkness. Liam hushed. “Meagia?” The figure stirred, and a faint voice whispered back, choked with emotion. Meagia became tearful. “Dad? Is that really you?” Liam's heart surged with relief and fear as he recognized the voice. He approached the cell and saw his daughter, Meagia, her eyes filled with tears. She was chained to the cold, iron bars, her magical powers suppressed by dark enchantments.

There is no single sign of regret on his face and it triggers Amira's emotion. "Give me back the Heart of Magic!" she demands as she stands on her feet, but Kian just turns his back like he has not heard her say anything. Lifting the Gem up, leveling it with his eyes, he chants," The Heart of Magic belongs to me and it is mine alone. I am now the most powerful creature in the land and I shall use this to reinvent the world."

At that time, the priestess of the cult of Um-Mu, who came from reality 88; 54, she created chaos and sold enough souls to create chaos in her home world. Miaki Magdal, she was a 1.50 m tall Chinese woman, not tall, short, and thin, and she had long white hair due to black magic, dedicating her life to cursing her brother's life, even though she was curse him. Under a new alliance with Moloch, he was convinced by Malagarde (who worked for the entry of another galactic force from the realms of Geryon and therefore Asmodeus that if he showed defiance, Asmodeus would respect him and absolve him of all crimes; instead, he was deposed and his galactic king of Malagarde, who convinced him to join

She sounded like a cartoon character. “Yeah, Flamingo. They’re pretty powerful, the Flamingo family of mages,” Brice continued. “Most of them live in Mexico and Central America. So… it seems odd she’d show up here. I wonder if her parents came with her. It’s also unusual for a mage to be homed with a sponsor, like us shifters often are.” “Why don’t you go ask her?” I said, shrugging, like it was no big deal.

Freida straightened and crossed her arms. "Hello," she greeted. Freida answered with a curt nod. Her gaze was serious. Erica's smile faltered. She had made sure that her mental barrier was up. "So..." she tried to strike a conversation unable to guess what was in the older woman's mind. Freida regarded her silently before saying, "I have received the information that my son's mate and the future Luna Queen is a mage. Is it true?"

Rex asked, judging by the looks on everyone’s faces, they all thought the same thing. “There was an old fable my father used to tell me about a blood mage who started the purge on the Djinn was defeated by a Djinn master called Gizemgon, he supposedly died in the battle, but no one knows for sure what happened to either of them, they never found any bodies, your dream vision never told you?” Minet said with a smile. “No, you woke me up before I found out what happened to them, Gizwhatever his name is used a snowflake-shaped green spell and threw it at him, next thing I know I’m staring at you two” Rex replied, pointing to Minet and Lacey.