Naruto Dark Magic Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

then he smirked. “But please, do try,” he taunted, knowing full well what that would do. His magic is extremely dark, making his spells torturous if anyone tries to expel it. I would die. My eyes followed him as he walked to the door. The door opened for him automatically, as if it had a mind of its own. He took one step out the door and stopped, looking back at me. “Get some rest. I will come for you when you are ready. And by that time, you will give yourself over to my mate,”

I felt Adie's presence within me, and I could also feel the faint sinister laugh of the darkness within me, infesting my soul. I went to the wall near my bedside, placing my hand on it, briefly. I stepped back a little, and channeled my magic to my scream, tearing the wall down. With every use of my magic, I could feel the darkness grow stronger. There wasn't much time like everyone thought and in no time the war will begin and this darkness will be reborn. And I had to do everything I could to stop it.

" I ask him. He thinks about it then holds his arm out to mine. I carefully take his brace off and place my hand over his wrist. I mentally go through the list of counter spells that could possibly counter this one. I could feel the dark energy without even doing a spell. There was so much dark energy in this room that it was suffocating. "This won't hurt you," I told him. I started with the spell and my eyes glowed blue as a bright light formed between our skin. I felt it all. The pain of his injury, the pain of the day when he got it, and all of it in between. I closed my eyes as I felt my body absorb the black magic in his. I felt it building up and clogging my thoughts up. "One more week

I pressed the stone to my chest, and in that instant, everything changed. I felt the dark magic course through my veins. The power of the ancient relic merged with my own ambition, and I realized that I had given myself over completely. The Dark Lord’s influence was immediate and overwhelming. My mind, which had once been my own, became a vessel for his will. I had no choice but to submit, accepting the darkness he offered in exchange for the strength I had always desired.

Ann gave him a grateful smile, "I input my magic and activate it." "How do you even know that it would work?" Jacob frowned at the Darkhole gripped in Ann's hand, "It looks like dark magic item." "It's not." Ann lied impatiently, holding the two items tight in her hand, "And I saw Damon used it in front of me. It works." "Ann!" Jacob grabbed her wrist, "You are a light magic Mage. You know the rule. Using dark magic once and there is no turning back!" "But I'm not USING dark magic!" Ann rolled her eyes, "Only using dark spells can change a light Mage, alright? Jeez! I'm just activating a dark magic item, it won't turn me into a dark magic Mage."

Desperation surged within me, but before he could deliver the final blow, a piercing scream resonated through the chamber. Rona, consumed by a maelstrom of anger, fear, and pain, had unleashed her dark magic in a torrent of uncontrolled power. What she most feared had happened. Seeing just how dangerous her dark magic was when partly forming up into her and combining with her natural witch magic, I wondered just how dangerous it would be if Azrael were to fully engulf his wolf Alpha powers with his magic blood. Energy crackled in the air, tendrils of darkness snaking toward Azrael. The room trembled under the weight of her unleashed fury.

I'm not sure how long he has been a direct slave to the Moon, but it's enough to have him as desperate as me. Desperate to work with Shinee, who no one in their right mind would trust. "It's going to take some time, but I can assure, it will be worth it," Damon says, glancing at Shinee for support, but he is looking down at his hands knotted on his lap. "The first steps will be easier enough for Shinee and I to deal with between us. The main event, to get you out of this place, will require darker magic." I eye him sceptically. "How dark?"

"We’re not interested in whatever game you’re playing. Let us go.” The man laughed, a cold sound that sent shivers down my spine. “It’s not up to you. She’s coming with us.” A low growl rumbled from Nate’s chest. “Over my dead body.” The man shrugged. “If you insist.” He raised his hand, and I saw a flicker of dark energy around his fingers. Nate barely had time to react before the man unleashed a bolt of dark magic. Nate threw himself to the side, pulling me with him as the spell exploded against the ground where we’d been standing.

I took a deep breath, meeting Rowland's supportive gaze, finding strength in his unwavering love. "My fellow pack members," I began, my voice steady yet filled with a sense of anticipation. "As your Luna, it is my duty to ensure the well-being and prosperity of our pack. In the depths of my journey, I have discovered a power within me, a power that I believe can bring healing and renewal to our beloved pack." A hush fell over the crowd as all eyes were fixed upon me, their anticipation palpable. I raised my hands, palms facing upwards, as I tapped into the reservoir of dark magic that resided within me. The energy surged through my fingertips, coursing through every fiber of my being.

Protected the pack together. *He was brilliant. Talented. Powerful in ways most wolves never achieved.* *But something changed. Something dark took root.* *I found him in the woods one night. Surrounded by symbols drawn in blood. Chanting words that made my wolf recoil instinctively.* *Dark magic. Forbidden magic.* *"What are you doing?" I'd demanded. Horrified.* *He looked at me calmly. Too calm. "Evolving. We're limited, Kieran. Bound by old rules. Old fears. I'm breaking those chains."*