Manga Like Magic Emperor Novels & Stories

"So much has happened that you are not aware of, Lolo Divya and I neither have the time nor energy to explain it in detail. All I can say is that magic is a complex thing but I do not believe you would understand, would you?" Divya forced a smile onto her face and inclined her head in a bow. "Of course, Empress. My sincerest apologies for the intrusive question." "Forgiven," Naomi said simply. To ease the tension, Meriana added, "I was born with some affinity for magic and I can say with utmost certainty that Nerina is right. Magic is extremely complicated and even after all these years, I still have not mastered the art." "It would have been easier for you, sister, if you had let me train y

I peer at him. “Uh… what is the correlation between emotions and a mage’s power?” Elias’ brows crease further. He sits at the edge of the bed and asks, “Why?” I lean back on the single-seater couch and look at him expectantly. “Yes, it does. Isn't it for everyone? Strong emotions like anger, shame, fear, and sadness influence a lot of people. It is not an exception for a mage either. While controlling our Element, if we are influenced by any stronger emotion and can’t keep ourselves calm then it might harm us or our opponent or anyone we are trying to protect.” Elias’ words made so much sense.

she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table b

“We would like more, but it is a hard world for mages.” “It is?” That surprised me. I would have thought that mages had the advantage over the rest of mankind, possessing, as they did, magical power. “A lot of people are intolerant of magic in the young, some continents have mage hunters, and then, studying magic can be hazardous in itself,” she stepped out into another hallway, this one empty. “There is a high mortality rate amongst the mage-born.”

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?!

Very interesting. I walked a little closer beside him, studying his expression shamelessly. “Magnus noticed, didn’t he?” Silence. Then, “Yes.” Simple. Cold. Reluctant. But honest. I let out a quiet laugh before I could stop myself. The terrifying Tyrant Emperor, feared across kingdoms, apparently unable to pretend interest in women long enough to satisfy royal expectations. That was deeply entertaining. “You’re enjoying this too much,” Ragnar muttered. “A little.” “You should stop.” “I won’t.”

Before her sat a stack of books that seemed to hum with their own internal light. The cover was a masterpiece of Aetheric printing - a shifting, iridescent swirl of sapphire and gold that moved under the reader's touch. "The Color of Magic" was not a textbook. It was a love letter to a world that had finally opened its eyes. "For ten thousand years, we called the dark 'evil' because we couldn't see the spectrum within it," Emma told the packed room of reporters and scholars. Her voice was bright, her presence a beacon of the "Visual-Harmony" she had spent years perfecting. "Magic isn't a weapon. It’s the highest form of light. It’s the way the universe breathes. This book is for the child wh

The delight in the King's eyes was evident. Lanver saw this and realized that Amadeus was a great king who wanted nothing but the best for his people. It was a shame the human world lacked great leaders like him. But then again, life was not fair. It has never been. "But I have no idea how to do it," Lanver said. "As soon as we can awaken your mage blood, then your training will not be that hard for you since you were a trained fighter who had been through a lot."

Whenever the former emperor saw him, he always had a look of displease on his face; it was as if he saw Marcus as a nuisance. At first, when he was younger, he longed for the former emperor's approval. Hence, he tried his best on everything. Hoping that one day, the former emperor would be proud of him. Unfortunately, all of those were only his wishful thinking. As Marcus was too different from the former emperor and exceeded on everything especially in magic, he realized that he was often compared to the former emperor. It became worse when it was disclosed how his mana was too immense and his potential was too high. That in a few years time, he could become the youngest archmage in history

His name was Yama, the most senior Warrior of The Hunter's Guild. Yama was known for his deadly attack - capable of knocking down a buffalo with 1000 Health Points in a single attack. However, Yama's attack is ineffective against Magmar, a female-bodied World Boss with a long, snake-like lower body. Magmar is the summoner of lightning and carries a deadly weapon: two magic sword blades. Since Magmar is a magical creature, defeating her quickly requires magic weapons and Nebula energy. Meanwhile, Warriors like Yama relied on physical strength and Mingzhu energy.