Magic Maker: How To Create Magic In Another World Novels & Stories

Despite both of them were very real, thanks to the setting, and also since we were on earth, everything seems like a fantasy world that I just made up. “You all see here…this is the world that I called…Fantasma….it’s a world of Medieval fantasy…where there’s a swords, monsters, dragon…and everything that you can Imagine..magics too…I want you all to keep this in mind….these is the setting that I wanted….the vibes had to be maintained as it is…no matter what…”.

An expression of fear was painted on his face. “Wait… her Time Magic is not just an ordinary Time magic that can manipulate time. It can also affect the space such as different realities, universes and dimensions—whether they are physical locations, such as higher dimensions, heaven or hell, or metaphysical locations such as the dream world. That is the perfect version of time manipulation which lost in time for thousands of centuries— the Omni Time Magic,” Mammon gushed out of amazement. My eyes got widened because of what I heard from him in my mind.

"Creation magic? Sassy killed himself. He used blood magic." Trill wrinkled her nose. "You witches call it that." She touched one fingertip to the stone before dropping her hand again. "To the maji, using our blood is the purest form of creation, the very source of all energy, of life itself." She fixed me with her brown eyes. "And if you're going to be of any use to us at this point, you're going to have to use it too." ***

"You said you've always existed." "I have." He paused beside a pool of water so clear it reflected the sky like a perfect mirror. "After the Great Wars, many magical creatures were hunted to extinction. Those that survived needed sanctuary.” Madeleine paused, letting his words sink in. “So, you made a realm?” “I had help from the Oracles,” he said, his voice low and distant, as if recalling the memory pained him. “I shaped it according to what the creatures needed, different climates, terrains, water sources. Bent the threads of the old magic and anchored it with a piece of my magic. It's why this place is tied to me, why it can only truly exist while I exist.”

"Like teleportation?" "Similar, but more complex. You have to visualise your destination perfectly. See it in your mind—every detail, every angle. The magic uses that image as an anchor point. If the image is unclear, if you don't know the place well enough—" He shrugged. "The portal won't form properly. You could end up nowhere. Or worse, dead." "How can I do that?" Annie had asked. "Concentration. Focus. You create the flame—larger than usual, big enough to step through. Then you hold the image of where you want to be in your mind while you step into the fire. The flames don't burn you; they carry you."

I want my father to be there when she returns. I want the world to see that my parents are from two different worlds; together can create one new world. I spread my arms wide as I inhale. I touch the light side on my left side. The tips of my fingers feel a tingling sensation as they rush through my body. The same goes for the dark magic on my right. Both magic swirls around inside of me as it creates whole new magic.

Fafnir said with a faint smile, “I heard from the sword’s demon that you almost ran into our distant cousin.” “I did?” “Yes, I believe she called it an all-consumer,” Fafnir growled. “That huge worm thing that swallows worlds is your cousin?” Rex asked, his eyes widening. “Distant, very distant,” Fafnir corrected, “They are an important part of the ecosystem, without them, there would be no magic.” “Wait, wait,” Rex said, “How does a world-consuming worm make magic?” “They tend to all the worlds in creation, consuming those that will not form and spreading the magic at its core across the ones that currently exist,” Fafnir said, “Odd it spoke to you and your brain did not burst, last convers

“Self-generating, and threat-responsive. I’ve only seen these in historical texts. They’re supposed to be extinct.” “Well, congratulations,” I said weakly. “I just brought back an endangered species.” “This isn’t a joke, Val.” Caius moved closer to the barrier, his analytical mind clearly working overtime. “Do you understand what you’ve created? This type of magic requires decades of training. Centuries, even. And you just manifested it by accident.” “So I’m an overachiever, that’s nothing new. Can I make it disappear now?” “No.” He said it simply, like he was telling me the weather. “Not until your bloodline decides the threat has passed.”

I say, as that bud of hope gets pulverised. “I’m sorry, I can’t. There are rules to our magic, and its rules are much like that of the Gods. The only one who can reverse the magic of a makkari is the makkari who created the magic in the first place. We’ll have to find her another way,” she says, her voice sounding guilty. “He would have had to take her back to Longsang. Why can’t we just go there?” Amelia asks tiredly. Has she even slept?

’she cried. But he wasn't going to. ‘I want you now!’ He gasped. She tried to crawl out from under him, but he grabbed her wrists and she saw the pitch-black magic darkening his blue eyes. ‘No!’ He flew through the air and landed with his back to a wardrobe, then lay dazed. A green glow surrounded Maddie. She closed her eyes for a moment to withdraw her energy and curb the magic. Then she looked at him and with an simplewave of the hand made sure she was dressed again.