Magical Player Novels & Stories

[STATUS WINDOW] - Name: Jake Landon - Race: Human - Class: Junior Caster (E-Tier) - Level: 3 (1.44% EXP) - Life Force: 1/3 {Critical} - Mana Level: 5/15 {Locked} - Combat Ability: 5 {Locked} - Stat Points: 0 - Skills (Exclusive): [Fast Learner] - Skills (Non-Exclusive): [Wind Magic Mastery]. [Fast Casting]. - Alignment: Neutral [Additional Information] A human genius who, despite his young age, shows a lot of promise. He’s going to be a talented Mage in the future. He is poisoned.

"My arm will be paralyzed for a month if the magic succeeds. But after this, we are even. If you desire any further spells, you must meet the requirements." "Deal!" Zaiper crowed, practically bouncing on his feet, almost unhinged in his delight. "Alright,” the mage’s voice was an ominous echo. “If the magic succeeds, in a few days, His Majesty the First, the mighty and supreme sovereign ruler of Urai, His Grace, Grand King Daemonikai, will lose his mind."

I turned my focus inward toward my Source and realized that a wisp of energy had begun filling the emptiness inside me before forming a weak barrier around my organs. Hot damn. So this was the only way for me to recover my lost magic: intimacy with him. I caught the fear and shock in Matteo's eyes and decided to press my advantage. I pounced like a homing missile and grabbed his thighs. He reeled backward, dumbfounded, then stared down at me with a mixture of bewilderment, humiliation, and disgust. "This… This is how low you'd go for money?" I looked up at him, love practically bubbling in my eyes. "Excuse me? Forget money! Letting a manifestation of masculine hotness like you walk free is t

"That's not telekinesis. That's something else." The kitchen was quiet. "What else?" Jasmina asked. "Pattern recognition and replication through magical output." Sable paused. "She learned. In real time. From observation." She closed the notebook. "That's not an infant magic manifestation. That's a cognitive magical process that typically takes years to develop in trained practitioners." Damoew looked at the ceiling briefly. Then back down. "She's ten weeks old," he said again. "I know," Sable said. Not dismissively. Genuinely. "I know."

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?!

He appeared to be searching for something—or someone. "The records indicate a concentration of untapped potential in this vicinity," the noble's voice carried clearly in the night air. "Spread out and canvass the area. I want every resident with even a spark of usable magic identified and registered." Registration. The nobles' euphemism for indentured magical service. Those with even modest talents were often conscripted to power the magical infrastructure of the upper city, their energy harvested until nothing remained but hollow shells that were then discarded back into the Veil.

Until that moment, the requirements to upgrade the Magical Talent had been progressive, but when Yale tried to know how to upgrade the Magic Talent to perfect grade, he became shocked. [The system won't upgrade the Magical Talent to the perfect grade; the user should find a way to upgrade it himself or be satisfied with the high grade. The only reward which can upgrade the Magical Talent to perfect grade is in the Main Chain Quest of the Magus Path. Since the user has chosen the Origin Path, that reward is unobtainable.]

I said while looking back at my own status. "Huh!? How much magic energy do I have!? Why isn't it listed!?" I was shocked when I saw my magical energy which no longer appeared in quantity. Prince of the kingdom of Lamris Name : Aldho Fallmoer Race: Human Age : 4 Years Magic energy :- Physical Strength : 130 Speed : 1 ms My magical energy used to appear in the millions and now it's completely absent. “Is it because I'm so out of magic energy? Oh no no no, it can't be that. It seems like it's because of the increase caused by the overuse of magic just now,” I said as I recalled the long distance teleportation I did.

Anyone could tell by looking into his eyes that he was expecting the worst answer. “Isn’t that obvious?” She threw something toward the dead body, “His body,” And something looking like a blue polygon hit Miers's body, bounced off of it, glowed, then out of the blue, grew big, and engulfed all of him in a jello-like cold material. We all were stunned at the action. “Don’t try to stop us,” The male spoke, “He belongs to us by contract.” With a light smile on his face, he shook his head, “If you try to take him, the magic will hurt you.”

He definitely has a reason for helping Martina. I stood leaning against the wall, looking at Drystan while he continued working on his spell. It must be hard to directly enter the imperial palace through teleportation magic because the palace is protected by a magical shield. Whenever an unknown magic tries to cross the magical shield, the magician [ who's trying to break the barrier] gets back striked by royal mages.