Mc Mystic Messenger Novels & Stories

“Please Alpha,” “If anything goes out of line, I can’t assure you that I won’t act.” He replied calmly and I nodded. Hopefully, nothing went out of line. I exhaled deeply as I pushed the wooden door open only to be welcomed with the familiar scent of booze. One would think this place was a beer parlor but in fact, this was a gathering place for all species. It was a shop for all kinds of artifacts, weapons, grimoires, potions and of course, ingredients. Their gazes fell on us and some of the people there who knew me simply gave knowing gazes.

I just chuckled and rested my head on his arm as we walked out of the town hall, but we were interrupted by someone calling my name. “Miss Mystica, Don Levi would like to speak with you.” I raised an eyebrow and looked at Martin. “I’ll wait for you,” Martin said. I just nodded at him and followed Levi’s secretary. What does he need from me now? TSK. Levi's secretary opened the door to his office, and I walked in, only to be surprised to see his whole family inside. “Please have a seat, Ana,” Levi said. I raised my eyebrow and sat in front of him. “What do you need from me?” I asked, crossing my arms.

“Young Mistress.” I looked at both my tamed beasts, but noticed the voice in my head wasn't coming from them. I softly inquired who it was; the voice calmly explained; it was none other than the Mystical Beast of Illusions, whom I'll henceforth name MBI for short. MBI slowly explained to me: “You're in an illusionary world. It's hard to tell if this world once existed, but one thing's for sure... that crimson-eyed tiger was a mystical beast. While inside your arerat symbol, I came to understand that you're gifted with the ability of absorbing mystical beasts.

“Is there someone else over there?” “Sorry? No! I mean, everything is fine,” the voice replies, the figure straightening up. “It’s just that it takes complicated magic with our wolf spirits for a Messenger Mage to… um… commune with the Moon Goddess. Yes. That’s it. It can seem a bit odd when we’re, uh, giving council.” “Oh,” I say softly, not sure of what else I should say. “You were saying that your husband doesn’t sleep well?”

It was now down the hill, turned upside down. Life was so unpredicted, unexpected, and completely twisted in a way that could not be solved. Taking out her new phone from her pocket, she dialed a number and pressed it to her ears, after a few rings, the person picked up the call. "Hello, who is this?" The person spoke from the other side. Mystique licked her dry lips. "Can you send me the address of Dr. Theo?" She requested without bothering to introduce herself. "Misty?" The person called stunned from the other side.

Mystic let out a weary sigh, showing he was out of options. "She messed with an ancient spell that's way out of my league. I can't touch it unless something major shakes up the person it's tied to. However, that's just going to hit back at you twice as hard. It's a no-win situation." Zack glared at Mystic, fury in his eyes. "You're a liar! You're just protecting your favorite student. How come you can clear her mess but not mine?" He pointed at me, his gaze filled with pure loathing.

There is no certainty that they will recover without the help of the witch, and we had no idea where she currently resides. “I understand. I think I know why he told you to contact me. I am known as the messenger. It is the equivalent of a historian but for supernatural beings. I can help you throughout this journey that you are currently on. I can answer all of your questions and most importantly, I can train you to manage your abilities. Remember, you cannot trust anyone and everyone, not even Dimitri I am afraid.”

Next, he cast a sideways glance at Asher, asking, "Why don't you pressure me again?" "Elder Dakota!" When he saw the unique pattern on the messenger, Asher's heart beat wildly, taking a step back as he felt his scalp tingle. If it were an ordinary messenger, Asher would just let it be. However, its pattern proved that this messenger could only be used and owned by the Heavenly Stars Sect elders. Not only that, but it was also a messenger belonging to Dakota, who was famous for protecting others.

However, they were completely unrecognizable when they were linked together. This was a different system. People who had not practiced curses specifically could not understand the profound doctrine. “Why don’t you let me take a look?!” The Mystic Maiden of the Nine Heavens inside Alex’s mind palace sent a telepathic message to him. Alex was delighted. “Can you understand it?” The Mystic Maiden said, “I used to read many miscellaneous books and learn multifarious stuff. I occasionally learned about curses. I may be able to understand it.” There was nothing special about this book.

Dorothea finished imploringly. "Last but not least… we have, of course, prepared a gift," she added before producing a translucent seed. "This is a Mystium. A pristine Mystium with not a single fault. You can see how it emanates a sort of mystical energy, can you? We are sure this will be of indelible help to you in the future, Mr. Pearce." She dropped the seed-like object in front of him. "This is the wondrous discovery the researcher has uncovered. It's his secret way of communicating his deep respect and admiration to you."