Magician Names Novels & Stories

"Rage has the greatest wizard backing him, one whose name is whispered to children to get them in line and whip them into shape." Germaine felt her forehead pinch into a frown as she pondered on the mage's words. "Who is this being and what is his name?" The mage huffed. "He. . . I don't even know if I can call him a being. What I do know is that he is rumored to be very powerful and Rage uses him to create spells at his behest. As to his name. . ." He shook his head as a shadow fell over his face. "It is not advisable to call it because it is also rumored that when his name is called, he appears as if summoned."

Hana said with a smile to Claura. Seeing that Hana was fine calmed Claura's beating heart. Claura squeezed Hana's hand and said slowly, "Sirrius is always in the top 5 of the strongest people on the ZAC rankings. He possesses extremely demonic magic; you know about illusions?" And without waiting for Hana to answer, Claura said. "Sirrius is the master of illusion magic. Anyone who falls into his daze becomes naïve and out of control. From there, he always won with ease. The nickname that never once failed was the name people gave him, a sloppy and cold man with a half-destroyed face," "Has he ever challenged anyone?" Hana asked.

She had official recognition from the King and Queen and was properly known as the Third Princess of Ducroft everywhere. Her date was Fredrich Kristen, the future Grand Duke. He held the position of the most powerful magician in Ducroft and the Vice-leader of the Magicians society. He was constantly in a draw with two other people in several contests that took place in the Forest of Damnation but that never diminished his value in the eyes of several nobles. He always escorted the third princess to events and it seemed like a strategic decision.

Their mana core had five stages: low, mid-low, middle, mid-high, and high. Those who were in the low were the beginner magicians while those who were in the mid-low stage were considered as rookies. Those who were in the middle were already acknowledged as intermediate magicians after they were registered in the bureau of magic. Those who reached mid-high were called advanced magicians while those who reached the highest stage were recognized as experts. “You can now register yourself as an intermediate magician,” Hailey said proudly. “I’m sure Her Highness would be so happy because you can now join her in her magic classes.”

Once registered the deity's name, a pact was automatically agreed. The owner of the system deity was called MAGICIAN. Right, every person who owned a system deity was called a magician. "Oh, maybe he's making an arrow again." Miss Pai said. Sistela asked unconsciously. Yman was currently walking towards the apartment. On the street, he saw many people running everywhere. Commotions? He asked himself. "Monsters were attacking at the east gate!" A pale person shouted while running. Monsters at the east gate? He thought.

At least I have to defend myself. Harry occasionally glanced at Kirey who was already busy eating the chocolate-flavored candy. "But why did you get an egg score?" "I was too lazy to write the answer, so I just answered it from my head. Shorter, clearer, and more concise. Mr. Dani alone can't hear my telepathy Harry. He's just an old fart that smells of graves, come on. You're being serious. Face the creatures of the earth!" "Earth creature? So what are you? Satan?"

Sil said with her mouth full of cookie bits. “Yes.” “So, this place is magical?” I asked trying to piece things together. “Don’t be silly. It’s just glamour. A trick to human eyes.” “Please, by all means, call us humans even if you’re not one of us.” I told her sarcastically. “People then. If you prefer it that way.” She said catching on my sarcasm. Sill tried to hide her smile but I saw it. “Daylight, I don’t know you but seeing that my brother has I’m guessing he met you in one of his hysterical dreams.” She stood. Daylight looked at her.

I had this feeling that he was worse than a cruel horse who would beat me if he didn't like me. Liene pulled me towards the front seats, causing us to see the enormous space here. Until a man came out even though there was no door. He probably used magic. Is he from Bandalia Cifalia Region? "Greetings, my fellow warriors! Let me introduce myself. I am Abram Thas! The chief magician of Bandalia Cifalia. I am here in front of all of you to let you know that the long-awaited reckoning for our beloved region will take place!” Almost everyone here shouted as they raised their right hand, the symbol of victory or unity.

utterly handsome. "Sicario." The magician greeted Grandfather. He addressed my grandfather as an equal. So I'm sure the two are about the same age or the man I don't know is older. "Merlin." Grandfather greeted me and I stopped. Merlin? He is the name of a sorcerer in a Mythology that is related to King Arthur. But everybody knows it's just folklore. This man in front of me is just someone who bears the same name as him. But I still can't help but be surprised.

From the middle of the ring, a tall drake with the long red center spike of a sea drake takes his place near the center of the stage. “Greetings Noble folk from across the realms,” His voice carries on the wind, augmented somehow by some unseen force, as he bows before us all, his wings transformed into a coat of iridescent scales. “I am THE Magician, the bringer of mystery and magic from across the realms. On behalf of our benevolent Queen Eleanora, I wish you all a brilliant and fabulous ALL KINGDOM FAIRE!!!” With those last three words, he pumps his fist to punctuate his words as flames shoot up around him, exploding into stars of colored light.