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The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Fat chance
With controlled breaths, I withdrew my hand from my chest and cast a basic darkness spell, barely at the lowest level, to rid my body of the perspiration that had drenched it. Despite the intense sweating, I still carried a pleasant scent. It was a peculiar observation. "Lavender, huh? Good to know." Try as I might, I couldn't distract myself any longer. What cursed Inheritance had I been burdened with? Where was I exactly? Why did the towering structure felt so familiar? Why did I feel this inexplicable urge to plunge into the pitch-black chasm? And who was it that that prevented my fall? A torrent of questions inundated my thoughts, causing my head to throb with pain. "Ugh, how troublesome... I'll have to tackle one problem at a time." Groaning I massaged my temples. I knew all too well that simply mulling over them wouldn't magically provide the answers I sought. There had to be other avenues to explore, other sources of information that could shed light on these mysterie
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Guests
As the first light of day began to filter through the trees, casting a misty haze over the world, the boy found himself waking up to the familiar sound of a lone wolf's howl. "Ughhh! This is driving me mad! I always hear that damned wolf's howl every time I wake up. Someone just shut that mutt up already!" he exclaimed, irritation evident in his voice. "Shit! I didn't even get to sleep because I was nervous, and now I have to put up with a damn whining mutt on top of that?! Ugh..." Letting out a deep breath, he covered his face with a pillow. "...Must be nice to be free..." The days had stretched into weeks, and the weeks into months, and the months into years, all spent inside the confines of his room. He didn't even know the ins and outs of the place he called home. Being trapped in his room for years was taking its toll on his spirit, and the longing for freedom grew stronger with each passing day. But assuming today was the day he finally had the chance to get out of his room a
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Guests (2)
I stood groggily in front of the mirror, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My disheveled bed hair was in dire need of taming, and a quick shower seemed like the perfect remedy. Glancing at my reflection, I observed my slender frame and smooth, fair skin, still adorned with the remnants of a peaceful slumber. My body was lean and slender. While my muscles were not yet fully defined, I could sense the budding strength within them. "Not bad," I commented to myself. 'But I definitely need to build some muscle...' It was easier said than done. Gaining muscle overnight was simply impossible. Given my current lifestyle, maintaining a fit physique was challenging. If it weren't for a peculiar aspect of my physique and occasional exercises, I would probably be overweight. Not to mention the amount of food I consumed—it could easily feed a village. I chuckled at the thought. Remembering the numerous times I hesitated to work out while indulging in hearty meals, I made my way to the bath,
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Silent Plea
NOAH LANCE My office... It always struck me as lavish, with a careful balance of adornment. But in her words, she'd call it "unad" - her slang for a space lacking true grandeur, an unadorned setting. I caught myself getting lost in that train of thought. Focus, Noah, I chided internally. The unexpected news of the day's case weighed heavily on my mind. Leaning slightly forward, I rested my elbow on the sturdy desk, pondering the implications. The spacious office was drenched in warm, natural light, which felt at odds with the seriousness of our discussion. Bookshelves lined the walls, their spines unread but never failing to convey a sense of intellectual wealth. The large desk anchored the room, while the plush chairs we occupied were undeniably comfortable. Despite these, both Roman and I looked utterly exhausted. Our faces etched with worry and concern, the weight of the situation palpable between us. This wasn't the usual atmosphere in my "unad" but still impressive office
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Main Guests
As we navigated the seemingly endless corridors leading to the Duke's office, I couldn't help but feel unfamiliarity and confusion wash over me. A part of me wanted to shout, "Finally, I'm out!" but considering the delicate situation I was in, I decided to temper my excitement. Being born into nobility came with its fair share of restrictions, and the notion of truly reveling in my freedom was distant, almost elusive. Having been confined to these walls for so long had taken a toll on my confidence. Never before had I felt the world threatening to swallow me whole with every door that opened, except... well, perhaps a time or two in the past. But those were memories I'd rather not dwell on. And now, here I was, approaching the entrance to the Duke's office. Nana gave me a reassuring nod before knocking on the door. "Come in," came a gentle, yet unmistakably authoritative voice from within, just a few seconds after the knock. "Yes, Your Grace," Nana responded, her tone respectf
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Main Guests (2)
The GEM-sensor not only detected the presence of energy fluctuations in individuals, but also provided an estimate of their strength, albeit with a margin of error. It offered a basic measurement to work with. As the boy approached our vicinity, the intensity of the light emitted by the crystal oscillator grew brighter, and as he moved away from me towards the duke, it gradually dimmed. I considered myself fortunate, or rather, I acknowledged that it was thanks to Lord Roman's meticulous adjustments to the sensor arrays. If he had not replicated and improved upon Evandor's innovative design, I wouldn't have been able to capture the boy's energy signature so swiftly, without undoing my stealth measures and risking exposure. Carefully concealing the device back in my storage ring, I shifted my gaze towards the boy, blending in with the others. The boy exchanged greetings with his father, who avoided making eye contact throughout their conversation. What caught my attention, however,
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Odd Introduction
The air around her began to ripple—no, I corrected myself—it was the mana. The mana around her behaved in a way that could only be described as rippling. I could sense it, but it wasn't strong enough for me to be absolutely certain of what was happening. Suddenly, a veil seemed to lift from my eyes, and my senses sharpened. What I was experiencing wasn't a misconception, it was the truth. Apart from the ring on her index finger, I saw no other physical objects in her empty palms. Finding it rather amusing, I gave in to my heightened senses, holding back a chuckle at how I was indulging my curiosity and senses today. I allowed my senses to take over, and the world around me transformed. Seeing the world through my senses felt like finally finding that melody that had always been on the tip of my tongue. It was an entirely new experience. However, for some reason—perhaps because it was my first time surrendering to my senses—I felt incomplete. But apart from that lingering feeling
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Demonstration
After the short but amusing introduction with Lady Loza, the atmosphere in the room shifted to one of seriousness. Shortly after, Duke Roman introduced us to the seemingly plain middle-aged woman. However, it turned out that she was no ordinary woman but an esteemed instructor from a prestigious academy—Vagratas Academy. Vagratas Academy, an institution hailed as one of the most exalted sanctuaries for any of the would-be-mages who possessed both the necessary background and talent to enter. While there were other academies scattered throughout the Dominion of Medalia, the gap between those second-rate institutions and Vagratas Academy was insurmountable. That was the kind of titan Vagratas Academy was. Those who qualified to graduate from this academy were guaranteed a prosperous future and life. It was rumored that the top graduates could even become honored guards, instructors, or military leaders for influential families. Some choose to focus on research by joining mage guilds
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Six failed attempts
"W-what now, damn it?!"A curse slipped past my bloody lips, the taste of desperation mingling with the metallic tang of blood as darkness swallowed the wisp's feeble glow. Scrambling quickly, I pulled myself further into the rubble.Whatever it was, it was giving me the creeps. All of my senses were on high alert, screaming at me that I was in imminent danger.My hands trembled as they fumbled and scraped against the jagged edges of debris as I desperately sought a more defensible position. ...But even then I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched, every single movement monitored. It was dreadful and suffocating. Unease gripped me tightly, its icy fingers constricting my chest, as I struggled to steady my ragged breaths. The tumultuous events had placed an immense strain on my body. Surprisingly, my mana core was holding up well, but even so, I had to rely on it to sustain my weary and battered form. As a result, I could feel my strength gradually diminishing, bit by
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Lord of the Ashes
The approaching vermins seemed countless as they swarmed down the rubble towards Yon. But he still had strength even in his wounded form, and an immense amount of mana to fuel his spell. Rising, flames licked the ground, conjured by both hands in an all-consuming inferno.Points of ignition flared up around him in a circle. Creating the foundation, he connected these points, channeling his mana through them. The flames rose, forming a continuous ring of fire. He extended his arms, palms open, and began to twist his wrists, shaping the flames into a spiraling vortex.The air around him heated up rapidly as the vortex gained momentum, the flames licking higher into the sky.The searing vortex encircled his body, growing ever more intense. The front-runners of the vermin tide met the vortex head-on their tiny bodies igniting like kindling. Screams rent the air as they were immolated where they climbed, the flames tearing through their ranks.Yon concentrated harder, weaving the vortex
- The Magus Echoes of the forgotten
Vermins
I tumbled through the darkness, panic rising in my throat as rubble rained down. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, as if time itself had slowed down in sync with my racing thoughts.The air was thick with dust, invading my nostrils and choking my breath. My vision was obscured, reduced to mere glimpses of fragmented shapes. The sensation of weightlessness and lack of solid ground messed with my senses, disorienting chaos all around me, utterly helpless and vulnerable.A sickening eternity passed before my fall abruptly halted with a bone-jarring crunch. Pain shot through my limbs. I laid there, stunned, the impact searing into my consciousness.Darkness unlike anything I had ever experienced engulfed me. It was a darkness that went beyond the absence of light, it was a consuming void that seemed to swallow everything, even the concept of darkness itself. It was disorienting and disconcerting, as if the very essence of my surroundings had been erased.In that blackness, my s
- The Magus Echoes of the forgotten
Smoke
Darkness cloaked the tunnel as I ran blindly, breath sawing in my lungs. Behind, snarls echoed my panic, drawing ever nearer in the murky depths. Conjuring a small wisp of light, no bigger than a firefly, I concentrated on willing it to glow brighter. I drew deep on reservoir far vaster than my small form implied, pouring more mana into the wisp until it swelled into a puffball hovering above my hand.Though they outnumbered me, I had no shortage of mana to confront the swarm, it was just that they seemed to be everywhere. "Take this!"Light blazed like the midday sun behind, momentarily blinding the swarm snarling at my heels. In that flash I wove bindings of simple darkness spell, ensnaring a few of them long enough to resume my flight.Once again, I drew deeply from my reserves, conjuring more glowing puffballs that exploded in blinding flashes.The tunnel blazed briefly, momentarily blinding pursuers enough for me to sprint ahead, dodging jagged rock formations.'Ugh, this terra
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Pack
Looking back, I saw a creature with a thin, elongated body. Its proportions seemed somewhat off, with an elongated form that appeared disproportionate. A lengthy, thick tail snaked behind it, coiling and uncoiling sinuously. It was slightly smaller than a coyote, but its body was unusually thin and elongated. I felt a twinge of unease, but compared to those dreaded creatures, what harm could this little one do?"Shoo! Get outta here! Shoo!" I shouted, attempting to scare it away.The small creature tilted its head from side to side, wearing a curious expression as if assessing me.I picked up a small rock from the ground, preparing to shoo it once more, but then it lowered its head. I found its appearance and actions oddly endearing."Ah... By any chance, are you lost or something? I don't have any food on me, but... um... you can stay here. We can share this place," I stumbled over my words, feeling a bit flustered initially. However, as I calmed down, I slowly pushed myself up fro
- The Magus Echoes of the forgotten
Dark Spot
The beast was no simple animal - its biology and resilience were far beyond the normal limits.Yon's heart raced, fear and worry turning to a desperate need to survive. The exhaustion of his reckless gamble was setting in. There was only one way out of this - he had to kill.The realization hit him hard, his breath catching in his throat."Guh!"He'd taken many lives before, but not like this. "Huff... huff... huff..."Faced with the unstoppable forces of nature bearing down on him, his survival instinct took over. Kill or be killed. His fears, worry and exhaustion were turning into desperation. The desperate will to kill.His breaths came in short, frantic gasps."Hah... hah... hah..."The only way he'd escape this alive was to kill. There was no other choice.Slowly, agonizingly, Yon felt the bear's frenzied struggles beginning to weaken as his mana disrupted its raging vital functions bit by bit. But the relentless avalanche was taking its toll - even his enhanced lungs burned an
- The Magus Echoes of the forgotten
Frozen Spears
Running with every screaming fiber of his, he manuevered between the towering trees, taunting the bear towards the spot where it had smashed its massive paws into the snowy earth. The ground was now pockmarked with deep furrows, and from these churned-up gouges, massive icicles still jutted upwards – jagged, frozen spears."Come here you nasty ball of furs! You are nothing but a dirtbag!"The giant bear appeared to register Yon's shout, as it barreled forward, disregarding the injured tiger it had deemed too difficult to catch.The little critter, on the other hand, wasn't fast, but it didn't look too appetizing either. It just wanted to shut up that annoying buzzing and go for the real meal.As the bear reared up, slamming its massive paws down onto the icy ground, the impact shattered the icicles, sending razor-sharp shards flying every which way.The tiger, already on the giant bear's tail, sensed its chance and swiped at the beast, letting out a fierce growl to distract it. 'Did
- The Magus Echoes of the forgotten
Ice Formations
Yon gripped the sturdy tree trunk with white-knuckled intensity as the imposing bear reared up on its hind legs, smashing its massive paws down with earth-shaking force. "Argh!" He cried out, his heart pounding in his chest.This was the ruler of the snowy mountains, a creature possessing brute strength beyond all reason. Its sheer presence was utterly dreadful, and it was now fixated on a prey that would likely only smear one of its razor-sharp claws with blood.As the bear drew back, preparing to charge, Yon locked eyes once more with the tiger that had led him to this perilous confrontation. The big cat's gaze was unwavering, as if daring him to make a move.Then, without any warning, the tiger suddenly bolted, drawing the bear's wrathful charge. But at the last possible moment, the feline veered aside with its terrifying reflexes.Snarling in frustrated rage, the Great bear, unable to halt its momentum, careened headlong towards the very tree that Yon clung to for dear life."No
- The Magus Echoes of the forgotten
Foe, Fire and Flesh
With no respite for its prey, the mountain's ruler slashed at them with its fearsome claws.Yon rolled to the side, narrowly evading the powerful swipe, his smaller size proving advantageous for survival.The young tiger, however, did not fare as well. It was grazed by the bear's formidable claws, drawing fresh blood. Though the wound was shallow, in such dire circumstances, even small injuries could mean the difference between life and death. A trickle of blood began to flow from the tiger's side. The scent of fresh blood reached the hungry nostrils of the mountain ruler, igniting its instinct to demand more. Drool and foam dripped from its muzzle as its massive body begged to be satiated. The sight of its prey bleeding only fueled the beast's insatiable hunger, craving for more... more blood, more meat.The young tiger let out a pained snarl as its injury slowed its movements. It knew one wrong step now could mean becoming the ruthless bear's next meal. Yon, a lean but wiry hum
