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Humanity's Weakest Mage

In a world dominated by magic, my aspirations were simple: to become a respected archmage, a figure capable of great feats and revered for their prowess. However, fate had other plans in store for me. Since childhood, my mother regaled me with tales of heroes who vanquished evil with their extraordinary powers. Inspired, I harbored dreams of following in their footsteps, of wielding magic with unmatched skill. Yet, reality proved harsh. Despite my hopes, I found myself drowning to the lowest capabilities of my magical ability, possessing only the most basic spell. While others excelled, I languished as a mere novice, mocked by peers and burdened by a sense of inadequacy. Nevertheless, I refuse to to despair. With nothing but a Mana Blast, I am determined to defy my fate and carve my own path. I refuse to accept my fate as a steeping foot for others! Instead, I will harness every ounce of determination to prove that even the most untalended mage of all can shape their own destiny.

YannnMo · Fantasía
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0-A Giftless Destiny

'shaaaaak'

The rain was pouring heavily and endlessly. In such a dark atmosphere a womans voice could be heard breaking the silence in the room

"Dear we should assign our family's magician to send him off"

An ear-splitting crack echoed through the room as the man slammed his fist onto the table, splintering it into pieces.

"Indeed he is not worthy to be of the Helvonne name, trash!"

The baby's cries intensified, drowned by the cacophony of noise. Hastily, the woman handed the bundled child to a robed figure.

"I task you to send this filthy irregular off this continent! Make sure he doesnt know his origins nor does anyone know he exists!"

"Yes madame"

With a swift motion, the robed man vanished into thin air. Moments later, the oppressive rain gave way to an calm airy atmostphere.

"May this continent be kinder to you than we were, young master. As a token of farewell, I shall entrust you to a family of humble beginnings."

The man traversed through countless homes until he arrived at one particular doorstep. With a whispered incantation, he conjured a makeshift basket woven from nature's own magic, placing the child inside before knocking.

Thus so begins the journey of the one who shall rewrite his destiny!