Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy Wiki Novels & Stories

the necromancer shouted, and I almost saw him smile after me. The big copper bathtub had been polished till it shone, but the water in it had already cooled. Luckily, there were two buckets of hot water with enchanted stones from Shaedria inside them. In our kingdom, we have no mages other than necromancers and druids. There just aren’t any academies where they can study. But in neighboring countries, you can find elementalists, animal charmers or even essentialists. Maybe if I had lived there, my life would have been very different...

The once blue sky had suddenly turned red as blood. Hello guys, The Lycan Academy is coming to an end. Thank you for your much needed support so far. Really appreciate it.

I suppressed the sting in the corner of my eyes and the disappointment in my heart and joined everyone else in the front yard of a new building that had been assigned for the training of mages for the time being. Viola was still missing, but Maia told me that she had met mom. I wasn’t keen on meeting her either. “....we will begin the training,” Elias continued. There were five of us. A usual number for mages. In the last few years, many witches and wizards have tried to become a mage and finally, mom passed a rule where only mages or witches and wizards showing potential for the same will be allowed to train. But not without a test. “Mr. Victor Kent, step forward.” Elias still maintained an

Pouring out her feelings to her mom, Jessie's eyes watered. She was always the outcast in all her former schools and it was all because of her magic which had been on the fritz until she turned 15. Her magic made it hard for her to learn spells like everyone else. When she was 9, other kids her age had already learnt how to create bubbles and sparks. She, on the other hand, couldn't even make her finger glow. Her situation made her feel separated from the rest of the students. They called her names and sometimes the bullying even became physical. If it wasn't for her mom finally deciding to disobey the orders of her father's family when she turned 15, she would have killed herself from her d

explained her mother as her grandfather pondered over the information he just heard. "I almost forgot; when students at the academy enroll in the middle school division, half of their grades are determined by their missions. Depending on the details of the missions, students will without a doubt encounter a number of dangerous magical beasts. Hopefully for their sake, the creatures they encounter are beast-types and not phantom-types,” said Maria's grandfather, who felt his granddaughter's curious eyes fall on him.

Through Nora, they had learned about the old Mage who worked for Waai, who was the lead witch of the Capricorn Coven that was once banished from witches' magical society, ages before the first war. Mage Master was the only sorcerer alive today who was present at the time of banishment, a young boy then, a formidable witch now. Once he knew what they were up against, he decided not to let Dom go in alone like on the island. Magical help was needed to fight this crazy coven of witches which had managed to survive all these centuries alone.

“You know what I am. You know what I’ve done.” Kema studied me for a long moment, his expression difficult to read. “What you are doesn’t matter as much as who you choose to become,” he said finally, his tone softer but his words weighted with meaning. “The world won’t be kind to you, girl. If you want to survive, you’ll need to prove your worth. That’s why you should join the Watchers after you awaken your magic.” I paused, taken aback. “The Watchers?” He gave a quick nod. “Without discipline, you’re a danger—to yourself and everyone else. The Watchers will teach you control and give you a purpose. More importantly, they’ll protect you.”

They were like my own family, and I could not allow them to perish when I could be of help. It was then that I, one of the oldest mages, known only as Maureen Caldreth, made a choice. I created Blackcroft not merely to train the next generation to survive, but to give them the strength to rule, to protect their loved ones, and to endure quietly. I built it with the help of five extraordinary beings: a vampire prince, a demon general, a dragon seer, a werewolf healer, and a fallen angel scholar. Each offered a fragment of their energy, and together, we affixed the school across realms to create balance, a sanctuary of magic, strategy, and survival.

“Introduction to Magic is mandatory for all first-years regardless of lineage. Here, you will learn control, history, discipline, and survival.” His gaze flicks briefly to me on the last word. He is subtle at all. “Now,” Crystal whispers beside me, leaning closer, “before class starts, I should probably explain the social suicide maze you just got dropped into.” I glance at her cautiously. “Please do.” She lights up immediately. “Okay, so the academy is separated into tiers.” I already hate where this is going. “The highest is the Sovereign Tier,” she says. “Basically royalty. Untouchable. Everyone worships the ground they walk on.”

The Academy was the safest place for her. The academy? Draven laughed. Isn’t that where all the rogue, unruly, goddess-forsaken girls go? But she had someone who watched over her. The academy, renowned for its strict training and protective environment, serves as a sanctuary for rogue girls, shielding them from the dangers that lurk in our world. It balanced discipline with safeguarding, essential for those who needed to learn. Now we need to focus on more important matters—the company. I need to bury myself in work to forget what just happened.