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Manaless Mage

Harry Morton was born in an age where magic and mana ruled everything. He was unable to awaken his affinity and to make things worse he was born with a broken mana core foundation which meant he would never be able to create or develop a mana core. Since he couldn’t create a mana core, he would never be able to draw mana—not even the slightest strand. He was the first person to be born without a mana core foundation, the only one with the inability to draw mana. Due to this, he was regarded as trash by everyone: his parents, his friends, the society and even the academy he attended. It was until one day, during a mana beast attack when he almost lost his life. He saw a strange white line rapidly moving downwards, towards him. Unbeknownst to him, the white streak went into his body. When he woke up the next day, a strange message appeared in front of him. DING!! [Welcome Host to the Manaless mage system] However things didn’t end there, a lot of secrets were revealed to him, things greater than he could have ever imagined. Now that he had the power, would he save humanity? Follow the protagonist in his journey as the Manaless mage, as he rises to the absolute top! ——— Vote for Bonus Chapters! 200 Golden tickets for one Bonus Chapter! 500 Power stones for one Bonus Chapter! ******* Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/PqCseyu2Kh

Gladstone_ · Fantasy
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I won’t lose to you

Due to the healing spell casted by the instructor, the Elementalists were healed in no time.

Ria let out a low grunt as her eyes opened slowly. Her eyes suddenly widened in shock, with one of her hands subconsciously moving to grab her stomach.

The events that led to her losing consciousness immediately replayed in her mind, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth in anger.

Remembering how she lost pitifully, especially against a stage one Elementalist, made her feel embarrassed.

She slowly stood up, and started walking out of the arena with her head hung down in shame.

Even without looking at the audience, she could still feel their gazes drilling into her back. Gazes filled with disappointment, and disdain; it all made her feel even more embarrassed.

She slowly turned around, and stared at the one who caused her loss, with her eyes narrowed in anger.