Novel & Cerita World Of Magic

Fafnir said with a faint smile, “I heard from the sword’s demon that you almost ran into our distant cousin.” “I did?” “Yes, I believe she called it an all-consumer,” Fafnir growled. “That huge worm thing that swallows worlds is your cousin?” Rex asked, his eyes widening. “Distant, very distant,” Fafnir corrected, “They are an important part of the ecosystem, without them, there would be no magic.” “Wait, wait,” Rex said, “How does a world-consuming worm make magic?” “They tend to all the worlds in creation, consuming those that will not form and spreading the magic at its core across the ones that currently exist,” Fafnir said, “Odd it spoke to you and your brain did not burst, last convers

Lark said. Earth released his grip and he can't see Lark anymore. “Why? Where did you go?” Earth asked. “Oh, you can't see me now, that's because you are seeing me for the first time, it's just temporary. "So only by physical contact can I see you" he still couldn't believe it. Now that there is somebody he can speak to, he no longer felt lonely. "Do you know what is the name of this house of the academy?" he asked and continued asking more questions such as where can he find the books that contains information about the academy of magic and the like.

Everything was white above the horizon. So this is my cognition world. A cognition world is according to the books are the magicians' place where they cultivate their power. A place where they make use and practice their initial control, a place where they create their own spells and incantations. I looked around and found out that the place was empty. All I see is an infinite white background. This place is lonely, dull, and empty. What a cognition world I have. This is within my expectation as I don't belong to this world. How could I have something, when at first I didn't even have power. I'm just merely borrowing this body and identity.

I asked. The old woman cleared her throat and spoke, “This is the world of Majika. Where every one of us that lives in this place has magic. Majika World has split into two; the world of Mage, where you are now, and the other is the world of Black Wizards. Black Wizards are the mortal enemy of the Mages. The Black Wizards use black magic, and it is harmful. And witch wizards curse our town, and tonight we will all transform into wolves, whether young or adults. That’s because of that witch’s curse.” the old woman explained sadly. That’s so sad. "Is there any way you can get rid of the curse?" I asked. I wanted to help them undo the curse.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

Magic and Alchemy must not be rooted in the same soil. It was a lesson learned from the chaos that occurred decades ago. After Sorcery, the Dark Art created by combining Magic and Alchemy was banned in this world, the Euclase Imperial Continent wiped out all knowledge of not only Sorcery but also Magic. At the same time, while Euclase chose Alchemy to be studied in modern times, the Petunia Continent or the West Continent chose Magic. So while the Euclase people knew nothing about Magic, the Petunia Continent people knew nothing about Alchemy either.

she said with suspicion. "In our world, Verendus, there are three realms being managed by these three major gods namely Gwydion, Aengus and Cailleach. Gwydion manages Caelistis which is the realm in the sky. Aengus, on the other hand, manages Pandeia which is the realm underneath us. Lastly, Cailleach manages Middea which is the middle realm where we live. In a world where we have three different yet big divisions, don't you think it's normal to have or learn different types of magic? You asked why am I certain about your magic? Because those who are born with a sacred curse often possess the same magic—black magic. I'm giving this diary to you because the old owner of it possessed the same

Let me tell you a little about the nature of what you vaguely call "magic." I have never liked that word for it because it describes too poorly the reciprocal action of energy that only a few are capable of generating with enough power and control to affect the material plane. Those of us who have been blessed with the ability to control the ebb and flow of Mana do not see the world as mere mortals do. Our minds exist at the same time in the everyday material world and the dazzling magical world that only users of this power can know.

After a few seconds, she brought her hands down, and the light was gone. “It’s my power. The Sixth Caste. The Alchemy Caste. I heal people directly with my hands,” Dr. Foster stated gently, concerned that I would leave the room any second longer. I paused for a while, still comprehending what had just transpired, before returning to Professor McLaren’s side. “When you said that I wasn’t in the human world, and I am here in the world of Olympus, do you really mean it? You’re not playing a joke on me or anything?” I inquired, my eyes narrowing.

I ignored his stutter, glancing over at the boy, "Have you not seen old magic?" He shook his head, swallowing heavily, "I don't believe I've seen any kind of magic," he confessed, swallowing deeply as he glanced at the wooden hag's face. "Yes, Magic is nearly gone save the few that have it," I replied, eyes trailing back to the now fully formed hag, waiting patiently for its question. "Who livessssss between worlds? What comethhhhh at the end? What fearssssss blindeth the truth?" it hissed, old lines of golden magic trailing around its crooked exterior, jagged teeth forming and deforming.