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Magic's Return: I Can See The Spirits

The God of Magic stopped blessing his believers. The Tower of Magic, where the mages gathered and worshiped him was destroyed. Magic Fell. The surviving Mages were looked down upon by the rest of the world. Normal Mages, that is. The Mages from the Strongest Magic Family, the Vesta Family, were an exception. For 5000 years, the Vesta Family continued to produce exceptional Mages that were strong enough to resist other forces which came after their family heritage and treasures even without the Blessing of the God of Magic. Now, however, the Vesta Family found themselves in a difficult situation where they didn’t have a single capable heir. That was until, Christopher Davis, an underworld Gang Leader, transmigrates into the body of Vaan Astra Vesta, a well-known pushover and the ‘waste’ of the Vesta Family. Christopher, now Vaan, soon realized that he could see otherworldly magic spirits with knowledge so vast that the Magic books that the Vesta Family treasured for 5000 years were nothing in comparison. That, combined with Vaan’s own God-like Talent, The ‘Hope’ was born. A prodigy strong enough to not only protect the Vesta Family and its treasures, A prodigy who will restore Magic to its former glory was born. “Haa!? Who da fuck said a Mage can’t use fists!? That crab-like face of yours, I’ll punch it till it is deformed into something better looking!” And of course, Christopher’s gangster-like tendencies won’t just disappear. ... Cover: AI-Generated (Plus little editing) ... Discord: https://discord.gg/qZHRTHGdZG If the link does not work for some reason, DM me: sleepdeprivedsloth

SleepDeprivedSloth · Fantasy
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I am not a merciful owner.

Vaan glared at Karl, his entire body was trembling due to the after-effects of the electric shock, he couldn't move as his nervous system was a mess, his eyes, however, were red in rage.

This was the second time he had been through a near-death experience since he came to this world and it was the exact same scenario as before.

Vaan was cursing himself for falling for the same trick again, he was angry at himself and all that anger, he decided to direct it all the man standing in front of him.

"You started it you bastard."

Vaan growled, his golden eyes shining intensely.

"Huh? What did you say?" Karl frowned.

Vaan's eyes weren't of someone who was struck with high-voltage electricity, those were the eyes of a beast who was about to chew down its enemy to the last muscle.

Karl was taken aback, seeing those eyes, a forbidding feeling enveloped him.