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Dark Magus Returns

Raze Cromwell was one who had suffered his entire life. A cruel upbringing that had forced his nature to turn sour. In order to survive, he did everything and anything he could, eventually giving him the name Dark Magus. A title that was only given to the very best of mages. “Everything in this world was taken from me, So I shall take everything from the world.” The five Supreme Magus had gathered to eliminate the great Raze, on his last legs, the Dark Magus had one more trick up his sleeve. Activating a forbidden spell, he finds himself living in another world, a world full of martial artists. A world where one could destroy mountain tops with their fist, but Magic still exists in the new world, and he’s the only one that knows about it. **** Note: Raze Cromwell is a character who briefly appears in My vampire system. (For 2 Chapters) There is no need to read My vampire system. Since this story is based on Raze before he became what he was in vampire system. Instagram: JKSManga Discord: jksmanga https://discord.gg/jksmanga

JKSManga · Fantasie
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680 Chs

Fight For Yourself

With everything that had occurred, all of the second-year students that belonged to the Red Headband group were allowed to return. This was thanks to Amir's convincing words to Murkel.

No one quite knew what he had said that day, but he had managed to calm down the principal into making a decision. Not only that, the students were only asked very simple questions about the events that had occurred, and they weren't really probing either.

The students themselves didn't want to ask about it because it felt like they had gotten away with murder for the situation they were in.

Although it wasn't all bells and whistles for the group. The second years were to stay in the main academy. They weren't allowed to interact with any of the other students or teachers other than those that had been assigned to them in the main academy.

They also weren't allowed to leave but would still be given regular training. Rather than like students, they felt like prisoners.