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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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You should have done it sooner

*Splash*

"Haa!

Haah… Haah… Haa…"

Water was splashed over Galen's face and he was forced awake. His vision was still blurry however, he could see a figure right in front of him, looking at him with a crazy smile on his face.

Galen then looked around and as his vision slowly cleared up, he found his two friends lying on the ground, unconscious. As he tried to assess the situation, his eyes fell on the crowd that had surrounded him, looking at him with strange looks on their faces and soon,

Galen understood.

His fuzzy head cleared up and he finally recalled how he ended up in this situation.

They lost.

And they lost overwhelmingly.

Vaan was on a completely different league. It was not just his different Magic Circles or how he could cast while he ran, that man overwhelmed them in every single aspect.