Post Apocalyptic Mage Novels & Stories

An hour later, Magus returned with the ash wood sword on his back. “Let’s go.” “Is it done?” Max and Tyr were both a little flabbergasted by Magus’ speed. Max asked, “Master Magus, did you miss out on any of those zombies? We have to take this matter seriously.” Magus glared at Max and chided, “With the help of my magic compass that guides the path, I’ve eradicated all the zombies that once existed within a radius of dozens of kilometers. I would never let any of them slip right through my fingers.”

“The new hybrids were unstable and uncontrollable. They fed without limit and killed without mercy. The human population began to decline at an alarming rate, and it meant the slow extinction of the shifters as well. “But it weren’t only animals that changed and evolved. Certain humans were born on this Earth that had a deep connection with nature. They were connected to the spirit of the Earth and could draw energy from this endless source. They are called the mages. “The powers of the mages were determined by their ability to draw Earth’s energy. Some were stronger than others, just as some typical humans were stronger as compared to others. Among the mages, there were five who were consid

The biological power output matches a Tier 2 Awakened individual. My breath caught. An Awakened person? This early in the apocalypse? I thought they wouldn't appear for at least another two weeks. The people who gained powers early in my past life were all terrifying, ruthless warlords who ruled over the ruins of the cities like gods. They were monsters in human skin. I didn't move, my ears straining to hear any sound over the truck's rumble. From the corner, a shadow detached itself from the wall. It didn't make a sound. No footsteps, no rustle of clothing.

And that ice-type ability of his was ridiculously useful: strong offense, solid defense, terrain control, and wide-area snowstorms. "Damn it, that man is basically an Ice Mage straight out of an MMO. I still need to find a chance to kill him. If someone like that keeps growing, he will become a massive problem later. If he cannot be a friend, then he is an enemy. And enemies like that need to be eliminated early," Cyrus muttered.

So I'd shifted, consequences and pregnancy be absolutely damned, and run straight toward where I'd felt him fall through our connection. The battlefield was pure, unfiltered chaos. A walking commotion. Wolves fighting desperately everywhere I looked. Blood and death and screaming filling the air. Corrupted wolves moving wrong, their bodies twisted and broken by dark magic into some demonic or nightmares versions of what they used to be. And mages—fucking combat mages throwing spells that exploded on impact that set wolves on fire that turned solid ground into deadly quicksand. In a bright sustainable scenario, I would be absolutely glad to see mage, as it was one o my dreams, to see one, but

Meph follows the sound by instinct, only to notice his new tattoo — the black little snake around his wrist — is glowing red, projecting a hologram of a game panel right above its little snake head, one that moves along with his movements. The panel looks like an old fashioned computer screen. Lines of green words over a pitch black background. Ugly as hell. There is really no need for the angels to localize the trial to the first glimpse they took on the human civilization. Such a weird combination of magic and ancient computer tech is like seeing a tissue section of the failed civilization that ran itself into extinction. Lines of words fly up on the screen, pushing the previous line up as

“Okay Argon do not let Anyone get to me if you must throw them in the vortex in the spell they will be consumed by the magic“ he nodded I looked to the other mage and she gave me a wink and pushed her power into me. I started to fight the barrier trying to break it down but it was so thick it was going to take a minute for sure. I started ripping through the spell left and right but to no end it was draining . Then I thought of something Falcon had said of her magic and blood. I looked around and saw a screw and pricked my hand with it and pushed the blood out the pain from the sting of it pricking me was little to nothing but it was a weird feeling. I spelled my blood with my magic making m

“Do you Ptakkagaris know anything at all? The Mekai is a dangerous liquid that ends our immortally as descendants of the gods. The one thing that can kill all gods forever is a a dagger coated with the Mekai. As creatures of the moon goddess who has the blood of two pantheons in her veins, the Mekai does not necessarily kill us but it doesn’t render our powers useless. Healing becomes impossible and we become even worse than humans.” Maggie listened in horror. She could see that Steph’s explanation was true because Caleb still had not stopped bleeding and his skin now had a very ashy color. “Is there no remedy?” she asked as she drew nearer. “There is an antidote but we do not have it.” “Who

They took a stepped backward, the five hooded men in white cloak that Mayari presumed as mages surrounded her with caution. "You all are better off running for your lives." Mayari coldly spoke. But her enemies didn't budge. Now they are beyond saving. "Do not be full of yourself, arrogant girl!" An old man's voice came from the hooded figure with long white cascading beard. "We have cultivated our magic since infancy. What makes you think that a beginner like you have a chance in defeating us!" "High end mages, I see." Mayari responded with a nod. "But I'm not referring to my magic being compared to the five of you."

No evening birds sending their eerie calls into the failing light. No sign of life other than these vicious beasts. There were two mages working against their far greater numbers. It took me only a moment to realize that the mages were Hawk and Magus, the mages Warlord had helped escape the Guild under the condition they find and protect his sister and send him word. Hawk wielded a blue light that fed his power. Magus’ was green. But trying to determine who they were actually fighting against was impossible to pinpoint. There’s far too many wolves here to tell which are on which side.