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Second Chance: Reincarnated Into a New World!

A lost young man, without dreams, goals, or anything to aspire to, found himself completely lost. But that all changed when he decided to transform his life and start planning his future. What he didn't expect was that that same day, he would die... However, to his surprise, he was reincarnated in another world! Eldor, a world of magic and fantasy. Full of monsters, spells, mysteries and lots of stories to be told! Surprised by this miraculous event, the former young man who saw himself without a future now has a new name: Light. And after that happened, Light could only think about exploring the world and living the right way. This time, he would do everything differently than in his other life. No more excuses, no more laziness! He was given a second chance, and he would make the most of it, aiming to become the Supreme Mage of that world! --- Instagram: @scrinw_webnovel Chapters every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday! (5:00 GMT +8)

VoidBoy · Fantasy
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74 Chs

Prevailing Magic

Accompanying the teacher, we entered a room with several shelves of books against the walls.

The place is small and only has one window at the front, which is partially blocked by a shelf.

In the middle of the room, there is a circle drawn in chalk on the floor that must probably be magical, with scriptures and lines that pass inside forming different geometric shapes.

"Okay, who wants to start?" Madam Bovary asks.

William and I were silent, looking at each other as if we didn't know what to do.

"I can go first." William says.

"Okay, come to the middle of the circle, please." The teacher says.

William walks to the center of the circle.

The teacher kneels down and touches the circle drawing with her eyes closed. The design begins to glow a dark blue.

The color lasts for a few seconds.

"Impressive..." Suddenly, Ms. Bovary says, with her eyes closed.

The light emitted by the circle goes out

"So!?" Richard asks anxiously.

The teacher gets up and turns to us.

"The boy has two magics." She says.

2 spells? That's pretty rare...

"I knew they were special!" Richard says excitedly. "And what are his magics, huh, huh?" he asks without waiting for Ms. Bovary to finish.

Hera also looks pretty excited.

"If you let me finish, I will tell."

"Sorry." Richard speaks.

"William has eighty percent of the Magic of the god of Air and ten percent of the Magic of the god of Dragons. Remembering that this is just an estimate, it is not possible to know exactly what the percentage is, but I can get a close idea." The teacher speaks.

Dragon Magic?!? She is extremely rare!

"My gods!" Hera says amazed.

"Dragon Magic... This is epic!" Richard speaks excitedly.

All people are born with 1 or more dominant magic, but that doesn't mean they can't use other spells.

If a person wants to use a magic that is not their domain, they will have to spend much more mana, in addition to having to learn how to use it correctly.

William, for example, has approximately 80% of the Magic of the God of Air and 10% of the Magic of the God of Dragons; this means that William will have a much easier time controlling these spells.

The other 10% that is missing to complete the 100% is divided by the magic of other gods, so it becomes more difficult to control these spells because they are diluted by mana, whereas these two other spells that William has been mostly.

If a person were born with only 1 magic, he would have 90% of the magic of his dominance and the other 10% of the magic of all other gods divided each into their respective percentages, which is quite low considering that there are several gods.

"Light, you're next." The teacher speaks.

I walk to the center of the circle, and the lady crouches down again.

What magic will I have?

I don't like to count on luck, but this time I wanted luck to smile on me.

The circle activates, and Madame Bovary closes her eyes and concentrates.

After a few seconds of standing still, the teacher's face becomes extremely serious.

It can only be a joke; why does she have that face!?

As unlucky as I am, I might have been born without any magic!

"Impossible..." Professor Bovary says while concentrating.

It can not be!

The circle turns off.

Walking out of the circle, I see everyone with anxious expressions, especially my dad.

"I don't know what you did, Richard, but these boys were born blessed..." The teacher says.

"You know how it is; talent is hereditary." He says.

Hera laughs, but is clearly more anxious after Bovary has spoken.

"I haven't seen someone like you for many years, little Light." Bovary says calmly looking at me. "Your father must really be a goose that lays golden eggs." She says smiling.

At least it's something good!

"Hahaha." The teacher laughs. Everyone gets confused, including me! "Congratulations, Light; it must be easier to find gold than to find people like you!" She complements.

"Professor, what do you mean? I don't understand..." Hera says.

"Your son has three magics." She says smiling.