Magician Oc Novels & Stories

“The only person I know who could do that is…” Rex’s face flashed in my mind, and my chest tightened. “Who are you? Really?” Lucian tilted his head, the smirk returning. “Oh, sorry for not doing proper introductions,” he said, his tone mockingly polite. “I’m Lucian, former leader of the Eighth Tribe.” He said it with pride, his chest straightening slightly. “I’m a Magyc , Aqua and Terra, to be exact. Though I can tap into other cores if I focus.”

Cedric glared at me and then he just smirked. All the children are now tied inside the magic circle surrounding us. I'm inside a different circle inside the magic array, that is not connected to the children but there is one line it's connected to, and when I looked ahead the line, there's another array ahead but that array is empty.

As Nomar said this, he smiled at how his words seemed to jolt Alexander from his reverie. Alexander was startled. He raised his head up from the floor and looked around. This was no play. This person meant his words. He meant for him to rise up like a man. Suddenly, Alexander started to believe that magic still existed. Who else but a magician could speak this loud and clear in his mind that it would boom like this? It had to be magic. He raised his head up further and looked around for the person whose voice had sounded in his mind.

And after Delldora met Alphinus, a werewolf painter in 1890, he got to know it all. No human can become immortal or become a demon suddenly unless they are like that from birth. And the only ones capable of "turning" humans into demons are pure magicians. Unlike the magicians from among humans, pure magicians could not be grouped into any creature. They look like human, but not human. They were as strong as a demon, but they weren't demon either. And according to Alpinus, every pure magician have snowdrop marks on their bodies. There are only 5 pure magicians on this earth. They spread all over the world. And just like that, whether Delldora was unlucky, somehow he met one of them and got a

"Our body is the vessel, our mind is the commandment, and our soul is the bearer of mana. The mind perceive emotions, the body reacts, and the soul manifest through magic." "For instance, you, the first attribute of magic you awakened is water, and you frequently use its cold solid form than its liquid form." Aria refered to her magic. "And what does that imply?" Mayari urged her to continue. "It indicates your apathetic personality and cold demeanor towards the world." "I see." Mayari abruptly stop in her tracks when she saw two guards approaching. One of them is someone that she recognize. She didn't know him, he was just someone she have been studying for a while because of an important r

I said in a firm voice. “The Heart of Magic! Caleb has the stone. It is the only thing in the world that can give the Dark Lord enough power to teleport spaceships.” “He is right, brother. This means either Caleb has joined hands with the Dark Lord or he is being controlled by him.” I had to bite the inside of my cheeks to keep from grinning. It would be so much fun to see the Dark Lord trying to use the fake stone. But, I didn’t want anyone else to know about it, not yet. More is always less in a war.

Blanche said, and she disappeared, not Into the water, and not Into the forest, the Magician didn't know how she disappeared, The magician was surprised, and at the same time he was ashamed of himself, he doesn't know how to face his fellow outcast, he remained sitted alone besides the sea for hours thinking that Blanche will come back, There was no traces of Blanche, and Magician had never fall In love In his live, and he always said that he doesn't like opposite gender, But he doesn't know what came over him that made him developed Interest In Blanche, and he shouted on top of his voice, and said, Blanche, Blanche, Blanche, I love you, please, don't get married untill we meet again, and I

“I’m the one with the magic, not her.” “Really?” Minerva cooed as she moved away from Olga and closer to Arthur. “Are you a true magician or simply a wannabe? Tell me. What can you do? I might spare your life if you can show me that you’re worth something.”

A family of very humble magicians. They helped noble warriors and heroes, but they never charged anything. Well, they believed they would always be rewarded. For this reason, they lived in a very humble condition, even though they were mighty magicians. The magician couple's children were three. None of them wanted to follow the wizard's path, as they assumed they would be miserable like their parents. The older one was Igor, he was intelligent but sometimes too bold. He had black long hair and already had a small beard. The second one was Allan, he was aromatic, energetic, and I trusted people effortlessly. He was very similar to his older brother, but had medium hair and no beard. The last

I ignored her. "Dra...gon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Dragon?" I gasped in realization. Of all the people I know back in the Magical world, Sage is the only one that could control a dragon. He had gone deep into the forbidden black magic to be entrusted with the power to control dragons. I looked up and saw another maid run in. The lady kept looking backwards as she run in. I watched her bump into a couch. "Careful." I half yelled but it was too late. She had fallen down but her fall didn't stop her. She shifted backwards continuously as she stared at the door.