The Illusion Novels & Stories

Its weakness was that the second a person was able to convince their mind that it wasn’t real then all the conjuring would become transparent holograms incapable of fooling anyone. And that was where ‘mind binding’ came in. To prevent a person from escaping from this powerful delusion, the VR would find their greatest desire, and fuel it to the utmost, making it so that person would be too lost within this desire of his to find out the truth of the fake reality before them. Next was the ‘illusion creation’ ability with allowed the VR to make a bunch of illusions capable of deceiving someone. It was like a less powerful version of the reality conjuring skill with their only difference being t

“Showing signs of ‘divine power.’ Speaking of peace. Repeating the old prophecies. They say she survived the fire. That you survived the fire—and now serve Magnus willingly.” I stared at the drawing again. It was... wrong. Subtle things. The mouth was too soft. The gaze was too calm. And that really hit me. “She’s using illusion magic,” I said quietly. “Not just shapeshifting. Real illusion. Probably tied to mirrors. A trained caster.” Cato nodded grimly. “He’s building a myth. A fake you to keep the people loyal, and to kill the real you in silence.” I felt cold all over.

Like water instead of air. I bent down and picked up a rock. Susan is clever, I thought. Very clever. I threw the rock straight ahead. It should have flown forward and hit the ground. Instead, it struck something unseen with a dull thud and bounced back, landing at my feet. Gasps broke the silence. Kayden swore under his breath. I nodded grimly. “This is an illusion spell,” I said. “A strong one. She has woven it into the forest itself.” Kayden’s fists clenched. “That bitch Susan!”

I can't," Like a razor, Elara's voice sliced through the illusion. The Rift accomplishes this. It displays your top priorities. Don't allow it to rule you. The villagers started to huddle closer, their faces contorting into something hideous, their smiles expanding strangely. The laughter became a dissonant and irritating cacophony. Zara pulled out her blade and shook herself free of the influence. She yelled, "Enough!" as the blade sliced through the closest person. The village vanished into mist as the illusion broke. The earth gave way beneath them, exposing the actual terrain—a desolate, dead plain strewn with bones.

This can’t be real. This is glamouring. Another ability, its purpose is to create illusions so real it could fool any on-lookers, but not keen observers. “Let me out of this glamour!” I shouted to the sky. Their master’s probably scrying over me on his mirrors or reflective stones. I let out a shaky breath. I need to get out of this soon, or else my mind will fall to the illusion. I closed my eyes and focused, trying to find the presence of familiar people to try and transport to their place.

“How do you know it is not King Galian’s wyvern? And what does that spell do?” Eluvene flicked her thick braid over her shoulder. “The Dark Illusion will blend the camp with the forest. While we can see outside the mist, others can’t spot us. I am sure you used illusion spells before.” “Illusions are one of the spells that should not be used!” Milton said in an angry tone. “Now, tell me about the wyvern!”

She said she was horrified, and suddenly the old tree showed its eyes and mouth. "Illusion tree?" Nara said slowly. An illusion tree where the victim will feel the illusion of life that the victim wants to feel. Then the tree will manifest and refuse to return to the real world. Even that person will die, and at that moment the illusion trees will absorb the energy of their victims.

During the thirty years I was Eric's mate, he was recognized throughout the pack as the perfect partner. It wasn't until a shewolf appeared at his funeral with a will that everything came undone. "Eric left a will before he died. Everything under his name belongs to me!" Her voice was shrill, and her eyes were filled with jealousy as she glared at me. "He forbade me from appearing in front of you while he was alive. "But so what? He gave his entire inheritance to me! I'm the one he truly loved!" Every word of the will was filled with Eric's deep remorse and desire to make amends to the shewolf. It was as if the thirty years we had spent together had all been a figment of my imagination

The caramel color of his skin had a slight sheen of sweat from the warm-up exercises. Gods, he looked delicious enough to eat. My skin was already on fire and had decided to go straight to the inferno stage when he looked my way, as if he could sense me staring at him, and winked. Everything in the room disappeared as if it had never existed in the first place. It was just him and me, standing alone. Then a flash of something came and went in my mind. And then again. And again, but slower this time. Weird.

“Well… how did you know that it wasn’t me who attacked you. No one has been able to break luisa’s illusion magic before.” “Did they force you to join them? The third person… it was you, isn’t it?” “They had turned me into Luisa and Luisa had turned herself into me.” “Well, her illusion magic wasn’t working.” Ren glanced at her. “Illusion magic has a major fault, if the person knows it's an illusion it won’t work no matter how lifelike the illusion is. Besides she was busy putting up the spell she had cast outside the classroom.” “I see.”