Magic Industry Empire Novels & Stories

The world continued forward, full of new beginnings and new voices. The empire still stood, though it no longer needed my hands to hold it up. The Foundation grew stronger with every generation that believed in its purpose. And I— The woman who once feared losing everything— Finally understood the truth that had taken a lifetime to discover. The greatest empire you will ever build is not measured in wealth or influence. It is measured in the freedom to live fully as yourself. And once you build that— Everything else becomes a gift. The night settled peacefully around the house.

During their talk they didn't realise that way beneath them, in the farthest garden where Alexis and Hector studied, something interesting was happening. "That's impossible!" Hector argued back to an equally enraged Alexis. "Then how did that happen?" She roared back, pissed that he so easily wrote her words off as a lie. "It couldn't have. There's no way that would happen! This is shadow magic we're speaking about. It's rare Alexis. The Empire only sees three users every year" Hector was basing it off facts. It was how he usually did things and it seemed like the only sensible way. But, he had to admit, Alexis had a crazy amount of mana which seemed to turn to just about any shade that woul

A perfect example is Lyon, his mother was known to have Wind magic similar to his father, but he was born with Fire magic. Fire Magic was the most feared type of Magic, especially if the user was born in the Superbian Empire. Known as “The Paradise of Flames” the Superbian Empire ruled over the largest continent, second to it was the Avaritian Kingdom. But the empire's power and control over their continent had slowly decreased after their loss in the war against the Avaritian Kingdom over 13 years ago. While fire magic was terrifying, using it causes its user to consume more mana. Mana consumption differs through the magic they use. Most people who use Water and Fire magic tend to consume m

He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table begun sliding towards the doors, smashing through whatever was on its way, the undead knights were still at the entrance so they had nowhere to hide. The heavy steel banquet table rammed i

Ito ang nakalagay sa first page. 'The Mironian Empire was built by the Mironia Clan, stating that 126 countries, even the small ones and islands were the Mironia Clan's and the Empire's Property. They are able to build such an empire with proper and commendable management. Together with the built Duchy's which are Hellion Duchy, the powerful duchy, the ones responsible for the education of the knights that helps the Empire's safety. Crowell Duchy, the ones responsible for crops, mining that helps the Empire's agriculture.

Flipping it over, Clara saw an almost faded illustration of five banners, each representing the five ruling empires of Hiestora—green with a golden brown tree for Terralis, red with a blazing ember for Fiordalt, misty gray with a spinning wind for Eirinia, blue with an ocean’s tear for Nivalon and chilly white with smoking icicles for Frostalia. In her mind, Clara’s curiosity was clawing its way out. It was the first time she saw the other emblem, the odd one out, drawn separately from the others. Surely, there was no existence of another empire, was it? It could not have been possible to be hidden from plain sight. Because, frankly, how could a big empire, assuming that it was, be invisible

It was then that they began questioning their loyalties. “What experiments?!” Dorin gasped, eyes wide. “Many kinds of arcane magic can drastically increase a mage’s power. You can alter your body indefinitely by binding beings from the nether realms into yourself. You can even sell your soul to gain more power. But there aren’t many who are willing to do such things, particularly ‘bindings’ where the host’s body is taken over by demons from another world.” The four remaining friends found the facility and half of the company already ‘changed’. They exposed the place, but the empire denied all knowledge of it. In frustration, they started to revolt against the Empire.

He started off. I looked at him, because that sentence — it's tone — it sounded to me like something that should have been followed up with a other sentence, like he wanted to say something else to join in. And I was right. "But if I am being honest with you, my love," He said. "Sometimes, it can get pretty messy." I stared at him. "What's that supposed to mean?" I had to ask him. "The basis of dealing with Mafia Empires are pretty simple," He starts to explain. "Order, pay, get and go."

'What does this mean,' they thought. "Like the Imperial City there are magic towers but these towers are twice as tall and more than twice the diameter, they are all made of Mana Bricks. The towers are populated with cultivation rooms to meditate and train. The mana concentration is several hundred times higher than anything you have experienced in the Imperial City, but not everyone is allowed inside, you have to buy the privilege with merit points." "Such a Marvelous thing exists?"

They were wizards, in Kade’s eyes, of making the world of the rich and powerful dance to their tune. He was too young to remember a time before Sinclair and Associates—their first, noisier, more public child, in a sense. By the time he was born, the empire was firmly established, its roots sunk deep in the foundations of the city. It wasn’t until he was a newly-minted teenager that he understood the full nature of what it meant to be at the head of that empire. What it meant to be a Sinclair and to carry so much power, so openly in his name itself.