magic

Since the death of his parents in the war, Reynold mindset changed as he vowed to get into the riders Academy. His mission is to graduate at the academy and begin his journey to solve the mystery behind his parents death and reclaim his family property.

Alix Deminal loves magic. I mean how could anyone not like magic in a world that's so full of it. From Mages to Clerics there are so many ways to conjure forth the practice. Alix's personal way is through sorcery. She had spent years stuck on cracking a certain spell that appeared to her in a dream some years ago. After years of research and work she finally managed to finish the spell. It was at this moment that Alix knew that her time had arisen. She would improve upon her spell to shake the world, inspire others, and evoke her vengeance upon a spellcaster that had wronged her family. She would meet monsters, demons, and pirates because that's at the same level as those things. Right? She would become known as the Matriarch of Monsters. All thanks to one little taming spell.

An ordinary young man enrolls in college, only to discover he has been mysteriously registered at Solstice Academy, which exists in another dimension. By a twist of fate, he encounters a painfully awkward vampire girl with a habit of sucking his blood, a succubus who wants to make him her plaything, and a Saint who was after his heart, literally. What could possibly go wrong with this kind of setup!?

If you like seeing others oc for inspiration and such your at the right place. I write lore and powers Not a story(I can't write) But I'll try (i start trying from chapter 22)

**Hello, I have made a huge blunder. As they currently stand, my chapters are far too long, I have to break them up and expand the amount of chapters that are current released. Please, do not pay any attention to my novel at the moment.** (The Age of One) **caution—the Chapters are long—sup, guys. I’m expanding everything again, I’m sorry about that—I’m also thinking of ways to have the dialogue not be so… funky, weird, I don’t know but I’ll figure it out.** A Cult Never Meant to Rise. A Being Never Meant to exist. Three generations ago, a child vanished. He was the Thirteenth—and last heir to a dying noble house steeped in ritual and silence. No tomb was raised. No prayers were offered. Only whispers remained of what they did to him—what they summoned, or failed to contain. Now, the child has returned. But not as a man. He walks beneath golden hair and porcelain skin, smiling with a warmth that feels wrong, speaking in riddles only the broken understand. His robe of shadow folds like wings around his frame, hiding a secret that sees the end of all things. Time stutters in his presence. Reality breathes too slow. They call him the Nexus Vessel now. Those who accompany him are not pilgrims—they are the unfinished sentences of gods. One, a twin who bears the discarded vessel of a demigod’s dream. Another, a fallen deity who knows only the silence where worship used to be. A prophet who has learned to smile at ruin. A priestess who sips divinity as antidote, not sacrament. A bard who was claimed by one chord too pure for sanity. And a kitten that watches the collapse of stars as if it were a lullaby. Together, they are the Cult of One. Their path winds toward Fort Dawnrise, where the Pillar Goddess Mar’aya reigns in holy light and cruel judgment. But something waits in the space between judgment and desire. A paladin torn between what she believes and what she feels. A goddess too proud to kneel. A name too sacred to be spoken aloud. And when it is finally uttered, the world forgets how to stand. The Judgment Hall cracks. The gods remember fear. This is not the beginning. It is the correction. A twilight not of endings, but of unravelings. A dawn that burns backwards through the stars. And at its center— A boy who disappeared. A man who was remade. A deity who was never meant to be. The True Order has risen. You may still turn away. You may still believe your prayers reach someone. But somewhere in the dark, a smile forms. And it is watching. **This is a work of original fiction. Any resemblance to existing mythologies or characters is purely thematic or coincidental. All names, places, and events are products of original creation.**

After 600+ chapters, here’s what to expect. First of all, throughout this novel, I have learned and improved in my story-making ability. Sadly though, you could only see this improvement about several hundred chapters in, like in the upper 300s and early 400s. And this change comes before a story arc that is bad compared to my recent story arcs. You may feel inclined to stop before then. You may feel inclined to stop even before you reach a hundred chapters. You may think, “Oh, there’s no action, it’s boring, and everything is easy for our MC.” But if you persist, you will see the true vision I have for the novel. Kingdom building, action-packed, and enough slice-of-life to warm your hearts into overdrive. If you hear the words, DIVA, AUBILITIES, and METROPOLIS, then you are about to enter, what I think, is my best major story arcs I have written so far. The Metropolis Arc is peak. Here’s what to expect: — Action: Yes. There’s a new and exciting change in the latter chapters that allowed for a lot of action. — Kingdom Building: Absolutely. I’ll admit that in the earlier chaps, there’s a lot of need for improvement. But I think that I was able to remedy most of them in the recent chaps. — Slice-of-life: Yes, sir. If you loved the novel for its slice-of-life, then you can rest assured that it would continue on even in the most latest chapters. — Romance: This one, I’ll admit, needs a lot of improvement. But it’s because they are still kids in the novel so I still stray away from something truly romantic. However, romance in this novel could be attributed to the romance of family and of friendships for now. I hope that I was able to convince you to start reading my novel. If you read it before and want to start reading again, you can message me on Discord for questions regarding plot points, characters, or anything you forgot and I can remind you. ——————— Michael was suddenly reborn into a another world by a God because of an accidental death. To make up for this fact, the God gave him another life in a fantasy world of swords, magic, and monsters. Unfortunately, it turned out that the world he was reborn into was still stuck in the medieval times. It didn't have electricity, it didn't have proper plumbing, and it didn't have any technology that he was so used to back in his old world. But thanks to the God's blessing and an AI assistant called ChatJK1, he was given the power to MAKE his life comfortable. Slowly, Michael transforms this new world into a place even better than his previous one by taking ideas from the modern world and putting it in this world, with the added bonus of magic.

Gods End is about Noen, a teenager who, after the brutal death of his beloved, discovers that he carries a deep power within him- a power capable of ending even gods. As he grows stronger and confronts corrupted power bearers and minor gods, he slowly realises that he is not just a weapon in the war of gods, but its possible final decision. ×I do NOT use AI for my Story.×

Until The Flower Withers In a world of magic and mystery, Luna Lockheart is Reborn into a noble family, wrapped in warmth and surrounded by love, a life far brighter than the one she had before. But this ‘chance’ carries a quiet curse, a beautiful yet deadly illness rooted in something ancient… And a secret that may cost her everything. As Luna navigates the Joys and sorrows of the world, from loving siblings and elegant parties to ominous cults and death, she clings to one resolve: To bring down, the ones that caused her pain in this world. With a shadowy cult rising rapidly, from ashes and a war brewing beneath the surface, Luna must choose: Will she uncover the truth and sacrifice everything? or save the ones she keeps deer to her? Can she choose the ones she love and the identity of the truth? or only one single thing? "Until then, I will keep blooming as much as I possibly can" A story of rebirth?, fragile hope and the bonds that make life worth living, even when it’s slipping away. Debut novel by a first-time author. Be gentle and enjoy the journey.

When Natasha Romanoff notices that she is starting to develop feelings for Wanda Maximoff, she doesn't want to admit to herself. "Love is for children." Is what the Red Room taught her over and over again. Natasha Romanoff makes the decision that is probably just sexual tension and if she has a good time with Wanda Maximoff, it will all be out of her system. After the results of the Red Room and more importantly meeting Wanda Maximoff. Natasha Romanoff is forced to take another look at the emotions she is feeling for the Scarlet Witch.

Elementals, Enhancers, Beast Tamers, Artifact Nurturers – These four pathways define the magical world of Arcanists. But Finn, a former university student from earth, wakes up in a body treading a whole different path…A forbidden path: The path of a Soul Mage. Soul Mages are the ultimate parasites. They lack the ability to use magic themselves, but instead, wield the power to assimilate the mana-saturated souls of the dead. From every Great Arcanist that once lived, to every Calamity Beast, to every Mythic Grade Spirit Artifact… So long as they were dead, they were simply chaotic souls waiting to be claimed. ​But this kind of power does not come without cost. Madness, frenzy, mania, innate wills and primal desires of assimilated souls threaten to drive Soul Mages to total corrosion. In this new world, ​Finn finds himself thrown into the deep end, waking up as a Vessel already housing a full Parade of Chaotic Souls. Now, his body is a battlefield. The souls demand immediate payment, stacking Soul Debts that steal his senses, his consciousness, and his very humanity. ​But yet… it is this same overwhelming corrosion that causes the ultimate truth and uniqueness of his soul to surface…

The Dark Hero's Choice: Azazel is a 16-year-old prodigy who never had a childhood. Raised as an international information broker and hacker, his life is a string of fake identities, encrypted deals, and narrow escapes from every intelligence agency on the planet. When he's finally caught by the FBI, he's given a choice: face the full force of the law, or undergo "rehabilitation" in a Tokyo high school, living under the watchful eye of a government handler. He chooses Tokyo, viewing it as just another cage to escape. He plans to use the city's criminal underbelly to regain his power and freedom. But his plans are derailed by two unexpected developments. First, he meets Ruyi Ironveil, a mysterious, perceptive classmate who sees through his aloof facade. Against his will, he finds himself forming his first genuine connection, leading to a tender, real romance that offers him a taste of the normal life he never knew he wanted. Second, after Ruyi gives him a precious family heirloom—an ancient necklace—it violently activates, tearing him from his Tokyo apartment and hurling him into a dangerous fantasy world. Here, a magical energy called Mythic is real, and his latent power manifests as a rare and dangerous Darkness Mythic. Stranded, Azazel is forced to rely on Reginleif, a sharp-tongued rogue and fellow survivor from a fallen kingdom. As they form an unlikely partnership to survive dungeons, monstrous beasts, and the world's political turmoil, Azazel must master his destructive new powers without being consumed by them. Now, Azazel is torn between two worlds and two identities. In one, he left behind his first love and a chance at peace. In the other, he fights for survival alongside a partner who understands his darkness, wielding power that could save this world or destroy it. "The Dark Hero's Choice" is the story of a boy who was forced to become a weapon, now learning what it means to be human, and ultimately facing an impossible decision: fight for the new world that needs his power, or find a way back to the girl and the life he lost.

Hundreds of years had gone by since the end of mankind's reign. Now the world is under the rule of Walkers, creatures of terror and pure incarnate destruction. Only the Bearers can stop them? Mankind's hope and last line of defence within the wall. Nathaniel Riveran, a Convenience store owner happened to awaken as a Bearer with the Magic Swordsman Class, one of a kind as it seems.

“When fate closed the door to strength, it opened one to something deeper—an ancient power, and a purpose the world has yet to see.” Riven Stormbrand was destined for greatness. Born with a soul of rare purity, he was expected to bond with powerful magical beasts, rise through the ranks, and carve his name into legend—just like the heroes in the diaries of Van Helsing, the greatest Beast Master in history. But fate had other plans. During the sacred Beast Tournament, where the strongest youth fight for the right to bond with rare creatures, Riven’s future shatters. A fragment of an ancient being awakens and merges with his soul—granting him mysterious amber mana, but devouring nearly all of his soul space. Now, he’s unable to bond with any beast above the lowest tier. Once praised by nobles and envied by his peers, Riven is quickly forgotten—pushed aside as a failure, a pitied shadow of what could have been. But behind that loss lies something far greater: the power to fuse the souls of slain beasts and create new, unique companions the world has never seen. As chaos stirs beyond the kingdom’s walls, and monstrous threats loom on the horizon, Riven's power may be the key to survival. His path is no longer the one of a beast tamer… It’s the path of the First Fusion Master.

This story was written to the rhythm of romantic salsa, fueled by liters of coffee, and nearly at midnight, while a raccoon fought with a cheap AMD processor on an old computer. Amid this chaos, Zephir, heir to a family of heroes and the future Crimson King, tries to escape his destiny…

At the end of 3rd year, Hermione asks Harry for some help with starting an interesting project. If a dark lord's got a 50-year head start on you, maybe what you need is a little more time to even the playing field

Template powers. A bombshell girlfriend. Makima. Good luck, Rein. (No Harem. Only two love interests.) (Long chapters ahead.) Crossover: High School DxD × Chainsaw Man (Characters) *** ⚠️Must know before reading: 1. This fanfic does not focus on the DxD heroines like Rias. 2. This is an original English fanfiction, not a translation. 3. If you’re looking for a perfect MC or vanilla power fantasy, this is not the story for you. *** Disclaimer: I own nothing. All fictional characters and copyrighted works mentioned in this fanfic belong to their respective owners. I also do not own the book cover.

Luke an ordinary guy at the end of his rope came in contact with a mysterious artifact that can change his fate. What he does with that power only time will tell

"Alright, listen up, you ungrateful peasant readers. Yeah, you, sitting there, thinking you know better than me about my story. Just because I threw in a little—just a little—plot armor, everyone loses their minds. Like, come on, you dumbshit! It's my novel. If I want my characters to survive an apocalypse by tripping over a conveniently placed banana peel, then so be it. Go ahead, call it lazy writing. Call it bullshit. But I know you love it. You can’t get enough of my endless, godlike creativity. And don’t you dare pretend otherwise." That was what I just typed in a fit of rage before pressing enter and sending it out as an announcement. They will rage, I knew. They will be infuriated, obviously. But I was living for that. However, then… this one weird comment pops up, it says, “Wanna change the storyline of billions of novels with your plot armor?” "Great, another joker." But whatever. I’m intrigued. So I click. And, holy hell, my computer screen goes haywire, flashing like a rave in a mental asylum. A shadowy figure appears, all mysterious and ominous, like it's ripped straight out of one of my more “experimental” chapters. And before I can blink, it says, “Welcome to the Plot Armor Agency. Your services are required. Your task: Rewrite reality.” Plot Armor Agency Server : https://discord.gg/bZJ5v6jA8B Also on RoyalRoad.

Stolen from his cradle, Alexander Yen Voss grew up in the filth of the slums, unaware of his royal birthright. Now, destiny has dragged him back to the Crystal Dynasty, no longer the frightened boy called Sam, but an heir to the throne of the Voss family, young master Alexander Yen Voss. His ruthless half-siblings, however, have no intention of sharing power and have already painted the streets with blood to secure their claim. To survive, Alexander must master the ancestral energy coursing through his veins and uncover the dark secrets of his past before his family’s treachery and a looming, ancient calamity consumes them all.

After transmigrating into the world of Harry Potter, Kasenhis discovers he has a cheat ability from the game Minecraft, allowing him to summon blocks at will. Just as he knocks out some lunatic who came out of nowhere and starts dreaming of making a name for himself in the world with this power, he is suddenly confronted by an old man with a white beard. "I'm thinking of opening Alchemy classes but since Nicolas Flamel is dying, I want to appoint you as a Professor." "What do you mean... you're hiring me as Hogwarts' Alchemy Professor?" And also—what even is alchemy? In his first year at Hogwarts, he carefully disguises himself as an alchemy professor using only basic blocks. By the third year, he's hitting his stride, battling Dementors with a Wither. By the seventh year, holding the Command Block in his hand, Kasenhis raises a middle finger at a bald-headed figure in front of him. "Watch closely! I’m about to demonstrate the framework of the world itself!" ... Note: He reverse-engineers Minecraft into magic and actually teaches! Not a fraudulent teacher! ______ o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and read two weeks ahead of WN at:- Patreon.com/Dragonel .. You can also support me financially by donating at:- paypal.me/Dragonel23 ______ This is a Translation. Raw: 霍格沃茨：我靠MC伪装炼金教授