Magic System In A Parallel World Novels & Stories

I stated coldly. Keith laughed in reply and said, "I already knew you'd say that." The transmission ended, I left the vehicle, and I turned toward the mountain. Then I started running. The deeper I pushed into enemy territory, the stranger everything became. The technology began failing, and the drones dropped from the sky. Strange symbols covered the landscape as massive runes had been carved directly into the mountain. Silver energy pulsed through them. Magic. Real magic. Powerful enough to disrupt modern systems and affect the entire battlefield.

Shorru looked at James in disbelief. James smiled and said, “I’ve mastered a Supernatural Power, making it easy to learn inscriptions. No matter how mysterious an inscription is, I can figure it out. That includes the inscription rules of the Dark World’s Heaven and Earth.” The Supernatural Power James spoke of was the Primal Mantra he had obtained in the Endlos Plane. He could disintegrate all kinds of inscriptions. Moreover, he had mastered a unique ability that allowed him to convert anything into rules. Everything that existed was composed of rules, including Heaven and Earth.

“You’ll go where I will it. You’ll go to him.” The Mirror pulsed. A heartbeat. Mine? Its? Both? “We shall see.” Carrying the Mirror physically was impossible. Even if I’d had the strength, dragging such an object through the halls of Pearl Pack would have drawn every eye. No — this called for deeper magic. I had prepared the spell for weeks. A pocket world — a fold of space that existed only in the realm between magic and shadow. A place to hide things too dangerous for mortal hands. I spread my palms, the bone key biting into my skin until blood welled. I pressed my blood to the floor, tracing the circle, the runes, the doorway between worlds. My voice shook as I chanted, the words tasting

After Elodie returned to the real world, it took a while for her to accept that she'd returned to reality. The events with John felt like a dream, yet no matter what, she could not forget them. "Host, your mission reward has been deposited in your account, so you can live the rest of your life without any problems. Go and live your life the way you want." The system's voice appeared out of nowhere, and Elodie nodded. "Also, there's someone who wants to see you, so I've arranged for you to meet."

My breath catches, because I can see everything now. The threads, all of them. Running through the valley like glowing rivers, running through the mountain, running through the creatures, running through us. This system isn’t chaos, it’s a map. A map of two worlds. Kasper whispers from across the clearing. “... that wasn’t supposed to happen yet.” The creatures begin to step closer, drawn to our power converging together. The threads between us and them flare brighter. Recognition. The system is responding to the convergence. Learning from it.

—directly into me. I channeled that weight through my body and into the obsidian dais. "Arbiters!" I shouted. "I reject your Heaven! I reject your Archive! And I officially file for a **System Crash**!" I slammed my palm onto the dais, and I didn't send out power. I sent out a **Question**. *If a copy is real enough to feel pain, is the original still perfect?* It was a logical paradox. A "Divide by Zero" error in the language of the Holding.

This unreliable system had tossed me into another world and ignored me for 15 years, but still, it had given me another chance at life. After thinking for a moment, I slowly nodded. The System began, "The protagonist Adrian Parker, who shares your name, died unexpectedly, which would cause the world's core to collapse. We had no choice but to look for a suitable person in a parallel world to stand in as the protagonist. "And you, sharing the protagonist's name, were terminally ill and on the brink of death, making you the best candidate." The System's mechanical voice sounded a little apologetic. "I'm sorry, but our mission was to prevent the world from collapsing."

The two opposing forces balanced each other out as only their surrounding suffered visible damages from the impact. "Transport us to zero space, Cipher." The man instructed the system. They couldn't give it their all here so it was best to change worlds to which their abilities will not be limited by such constraints. "Affirmative, host." Cipher responded to the man's command and then the world turned dark. This was an application of unreality wherein the laws of both the world and the system will be temporarily rescinded. It is a suitable battle ground for existences of their level.

The company would research and produce communication devices that can connect to one another without bounds. Using the same principle that Solheim or Earth used to create the Internet, the company did the same using magic with the [Message] spell as a base. Message works by connecting the caster to the receiver by detecting the receiver’s mana and astra. Like fingerprints, everyone’s mana and astra signatures were different. With the same concept, they made a special combination of magic circles to create something similar to IP addresses by scanning the user’s mana signature and replicating it.

I hopped out, showing them I’m, in fact, not a danger. The vehicle spun around and made a detour, leaving me in a cloud of dust. I stood there, confused why I was such a threat to them. Even if I’m a witch (which I’m technically not), I literally can’t cast any spells in this vicinity. In the case I do, the magic system automatically catches it, and traces the tracks. In front of so many witnesses, that’s the dumbest idea ever. “Humph, whatever.” It’s not like it’d kill me to walk the rest of the path.