Magician Personas Novels & Stories

The wizards and the magicians were exchanging blows with each other. “It looks like the magicians and the wizards are planning to remain at the camp base.” Ryuzaki accurately read the room. Ryuzaki was one of the people who had relics with him. His relic's name was the power of persuasion. It was the power where he could command people on his whim to a certain extent. However, it would only work for someone weaker than him. “Kneel down!” He used up the highest volume, screaming like he had a speaker toward the enemy.

Emperor Khalil Zachary Ventimiglia. He was hailed as the youngest Great Archmage in history. Ever since he was a child, the potential that he had was already shown to the continent. Unfortunately, he took too much of the limelight that his twin sister, Princess Kristina Zariah Ventimiglia, hadn't got a chance to have any. The attention, care, and resources poured down to Khalil while his twin sister was thrown at the back. Because unlike him, Kristina had a below-average talent in magic and no affinity with sword energy. It was like the twins were made to be polar opposite with each other.

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?

“Almost any weapon they can conjure at will. When I asked them to describe what their magic felt like, it was identical to what you told me you experienced the night of the Hunt.” My fingers curled around the handle of my mug. I forced myself to stay composed, even though I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. “Would this mysterious person happen to be a male?” I asked slowly. Caius nodded. I barked out a cynical laugh. “And you think I’m what, his daughter or something? Who is this person anyway? Please don’t tell me they’re related to you, or I might actually lose my mind.” “Maverick.” Caius held my gaze. He wasn’t joking.

he said in realisation. I am a darkling playing a mage.

I mentally shook my head because what I heard Jace said cannot be true. Did he really said that or he was just good at acting? The smile that is pasted on his face is still there. It looks genuine. It's not pretentious. The officiating priest is talking but my mind was not in it. It's going away to the man beside me who never did let go of my hand that was clasped with our fingers intertwined together. Jace squeezed her hand when she did not reply to the priest question. She was not aware that the priest is on that part already.

"She is your star, your guiding light. If you forsake her, you will fall into darkness. Every shadow does pass, but if you go on without her, your light will die and so will the fate of your people." The hairs on Charlotte's neck and arms rose, and sharp tingling raced like an electric spark along her skin. She sucked in a breath, almost afraid she wouldn't be able to breathe. The fair-haired man on the Sun card looked like Damien as a boy, and the Emperor looked like Grigori. The Magician looked like Rurik. The High Priestess even resembled herself. How was this possible? Was she just seeing what her subconscious wanted her to see? An invisible energy seemed to vibrate from the table and th

"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

Surprise washed over her face as she stared at the boy with a perplexed expression. "Who are you? And how did you do that?" He silently thought of a lie, he couldn't reveal his true identity. She would never give him her daughter if she knew. Only when he came up with the perfect lie did he respond, "I happen to be a powerful magician. I can heal you but you would have to give me something in return."

For a moment, as I watch him tame the gigantic werewolf, all seems right with the world. I then regain the ability to think. "I asked you a question." The beautiful man meets my eyes, smiling charmingly. "I've already told you, my name is Samael, and I'm a teacher." Sighing, I roll my eyes. "Yeah, but what species are you? I've never seen any dragon-shifter use magic like yours." "Oh, is that, right?" Samael smirks. "I take it you've met plenty of dragon-shifters then?"