Vivi Black Mage Novels & Stories

“There is only one reason I was reborn and that is to seek for the truth, expose it and make the pioneers of the injustice attained pay however I can.” She watched me through tear-rimmed eyes before nodding. “She is a very powerful and dangerous witch and was banished by her people for venturing into a darker type of black magic. She is known to be quite ruthless and power-hungry. I believe she had made a deal with the werewolves in exchange for making anthurium. You do know the sacrifice for making that potion, don't you?” A decade worth of their power. I nodded my head. “I do,”

“What…what is it?” Xavier tried to calm me while he demanded. “Tell us what’s so bad about being a mage and a wolf?” The healer shook her head, frown lines marring her forehead. “It’s not Alpha. It’s not good at all.” She looked up and added. “Mage Wolves are considered to be the harbingers of death. They are a creature of myths like we are to the humans. And if she is one, then…” I knew this implication. It had been directed towards me many times. The trailing offs, the unsaid words that did not mean anything positive.

“What do you mean by that?” She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she simply lifted a trembling hand and pointed through the bone door, to the heart of the cave. Outside, a ritual had already begun. They weren’t ordinary werewolves. These were something else entirely, women only, cloaked in black garments. Their skin shimmered red, not naturally, but as if they’d anointed themselves in gore. Their eyes glowed faintly in the firelight. Magic radiated off them like heat. There were no children. Just women, and death. My mind snagged on the thought: How do they reproduce? But the question was lost beneath the growing dread.

The black witch asked as she rotates her second finger. Norma Elspeth was feeling more pain, she cries and screams, she looked so weak and pale. "I will never let you back out that easily, you have chosen this path, you must not stop until you accomplish your goals," The black which said and rotated her both hands and chanted some magical words and a black pill appeared on her hand. "Open up, open up now," she ordered Norma Elspeth and she opened her mouth wide open and the black witch inserted the black pill into her mouth, which Norma Elspeth swallowed, as soon as she has swallowed it, her strength came back to her and her eyes turned red.

What is making the golems move? “The source of the core isn’t mana nor magic stone.” “Yes, I expected that much.” Sabrina thought of something else. “Is it black magic?” She inquired. The female dragon tamer shook her head and gave a different answer. “Something else along with black magic.” Sabrina started to frown. She was too stunned to speak. Black magic was taboo magic that one could commit. Whoever practiced black magic would suffer rapid aging and live in a rotten body. The black magic practitioners or wizards sacrificed a few dozen humans and were cannibals.

“I’ve never read about wielders having black energy. What is it?” Nimu took a step back and rubbed his arthritic hands together for a moment before sitting on the floor, crossing his legs, and resting his head in his hands. “Black is the rarest of colours. Black is power and control, but it is also death and destruction. There are usually six colours that wielders can possess: white for purity, green for healing and hope, purple for wisdom and enlightenment, yellow for logic and creativity, blue for harmony and faith, and red for bravery and strength. Typically, that colour will define the sort of magic and character a wielder will have. It is not uncommon for some to develop abilities outsi

I look at the black goddess in just millisecond I am already behind he slashing her back making her winch in pain and I return back to where I am previously standing as if I never left. “What happened?” Leo utter in surprise when the black goddess suddenly is winching in pain. “Riri, she become more faster than before and her anger is fueling her magic. It is hard to read her moves.” Vlash said as they face those followers of the black goddess that are now regaining strength and are standing to face Vlash, Leo, Flora and King Levero.

She nodded and disappeared with a deep bow. ‘It is easy for you to be king,’ said Maddie with a smile. He grinned back. It took a while for Ilva to come back, say something to Raven, and then disappear again, bowing deeply again. ‘Ilva has confirmed what I thought the black magic there is of a very heavy vibration,’ said Raven, saying that dozens of white elves were on their way to Gizeh in the meantime. ‘Can you breakthrough that heavy magic with your collective magic?’ asked Rodolf, ‘yours and Maddie's?’

But due to the amount of time and perseverance needed to master all the art of spells, only a few managed to acquire the title. Vampire mages on the other hand were pureblooded vampires whose ancestors managed to learn the mage's art of spells and passed it from generation to generation, evolving through time which made them dominate most lands together with the powerful mages, leaving the humans at the lowest in the hierarchy. However, despite the knowledge he had acquired about different kinds through the years of solving cases, Alec had never seen a thing like this. There were many means to kill a black mage, but this didn't seem to be something he had encountered before.

And there, I scour ancient tomes and scrolls, learning more spells that might come in handy when my quest for revenge starts. In my dream, my fingers will dance over different parchments, tracing the arcane symbols and incantations of long-lost spells. Caius also provided me with seers, monks and alchemists. And because they are being blackmailed by the vampire prince, they are forced to share their techniques with me — all poultices, elixirs and enchantments. But handy techniques and skills are not the only things I peruse. I also worked on my skills of using powerful and potent spells, like that powerful sleeping spell.