Sorcery Meme Novels & Stories

"What makes you think you can defeat me? You don't have Acheron anymore." He grinned at me. "Been keeping tabs on me? Who's been helping with that?" "I have," Ryker said all of a sudden behind me. How the fuck did he find me so quickly? "Well, hello there, Ishmael. I see you are on the losing team like always," Ryker mocked. "You've always been a pathetic sorcerer." "And yet I reversed the spell you added to the poison. Vita ad vitam, est anima pro anima. I learned that one from you," the other sorcerer retorted, not looking the least bit offended. "Unlike you, I know where to give credit where it's due."

It was another day at Corazon pack and everyone had gathered at the Alpha's mansion for their daily teachings from the wizard. The wizard, on the other hand, had arrived a bit late that morning because he needed to go through his ancient spell book to look for basic spells to teach the soldiers. As usual, Alpha Trent was there to watch the whole event .“Yesterday, I made mention of a particular spell and I said this word was a defense mechanism against the offence that might be thrown at you all by the witch. What is the name of this spell?” all the pack members in unison said the exact word he had told them yesterday, leaving the wizard quite impressed that he may after all be teaching inte

"Well, not exactly. You are close though." "A magician then?" You know what, I'll just give you a hand. I'm a sorcerer. " "A sorcerer," he says, laughing. "Yeah, a sorcerer. You know, Zatana in that series, DC super hero girls." "Oh, a cartoon." Yeah, is that bad? Why do you sound like it's bad that I dressed up as a cartoon character?"

But knowing what to do and actually doing it were two very different things. “Sanguis Memoria,” the spell was called. Blood Memory. The instructions were written in my mother's elegant handwriting, clear and precise: “To see the truth locked within blood, one must offer a piece of themselves in exchange. Blood calls to blood. Memory calls to memory. What you seek, you shall see, but beware, for once witnessed, the vision cannot be unseen. The memories contained in blood are not mere images but lived experiences. You will not simply observe what happened, you will feel it, taste it, live it as if you were there. This magic demands a piece of your soul in payment. Use it wisely, for each time

Its power was closely related to the sorcerer who controlled it. In reality, the so-called familiar was not a spiritual being but someone who had been hypnotized. Saffronesian sorcerers were skilled hypnotists. They would hypnotize someone to gain control and make them their familiars. Familiars were also known as servants of god among Saffronesians who practiced sorcery. Chad began to play hard to get. He held the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum and pretended to leave. "I just want him to take a walk with me. Forget it if it can't be done!"

Sora growled at her mother angrily, her eyes glowing pink with this unusual aura that had surrounded her. Cerci took a step away from Sora as the power that had surrounded Sora was something that even forced Alpha Cougar to narrow his eyes at her. He was unable to understand what was happening, how an Omega like her was able to wield such power. Cerci fell on the ground, looking pale. “After you, my Alpha.” Sora's voice pulled Alpha Cougar out of the daze he was lost in. And just like that, he couldn't actually remember the reason he was suddenly so surprised. As if someone erased his memory in a flash. Nodding his head, Alpha Cougar walked out of the mansion and everyone followed his lead.

“Had you ever heard about it during your time with Dark Abyss?” “Mind control?” he repeated back and I nodded. “Yes,” I said. “I know that sounds strange… but could sorcerers do something like that? Control minds?” As my words trailed off, Spike opened the bottle of liquor and sniffed at it. He then took a sip and then pondered the question for a moment. After a minute or so, he shook his head. “I must admit, my knowledge on the matter is limited,” he said. “That being said, I believe sorcery could accomplish just about anything. It had a grim reputation in the past. It’s possible elite sorcerers might have possessed the ability to control minds through spells.”

"Maybe we should visit the sorcerer, before we leave, plus, we need a magic, of how to get to the Submarine Cave kingdom quicker. The sorcerer is the one person that Arthur doesn't summon, he goes to him. Let us visit the sorcerer, from there, we will leave, so that we would be back soon. The three left in a chariot to Sorcerer Sodom, by the time they got there, he was outside his hut waiting for them. "I was expecting you here, and I have the answers to all your unasked question. That is how good Sodom is. He is one of the oldest werewolves in the kingdom, he is the voice of the goddess.

I keep doing that and get bored. "Sorcerer skills (jobs similar to mage) usually have shields, elemental magic, healing and time stops. Hmm, try them all!" I was so excited that not giving up on me and fainting a few times paid off. Maybe if I couldn't see through this status and healing magic, I would have given up already. "Barrier! Ohh you can use other magic like this. Fire ball!" I create a barrier and a fireball which I detonate in it. There was no sound of explosion let alone leaking of fire out.

The power to be a slave. "It seems very exaggerated. How is that going? What do you mean?" His eyebrows furrowed and paused for a while. "I don't know? This might be a result of reading books." I said and he nodded twice, paying attention to every detail I said. "Darling, in the English language, can you spell the 5th longest wor⁠—" I interrupted him. I closed my eyes, jumbled letters began to flow like specks of pixie dust forming a word. It's like magic but It's not fantasy. It is sensory, a thought experiment. It is science.