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Epic Of The Demonic Sage

Lucius was a man born to a pair of lowly servants that worked for the Great Demon worshiping Barrom clan. Growing up in the harsh conditions of the Barrom clan where magic and power reigned supreme, he weathered through humiliation and schemes. Knowing that he wanted to be the oppressor than the oppressed, he began his conquest. Not averse to betraying or scheming, Lucius made use of his allies as mere pawns to be sacrificed. Learning that a powerful artifact lost eons ago was hidden in an ancient ruin, Lucius betrayed and sacrificed one of his closest people, his lover without hesitation. But he didn’t know that fate had a different plan for him and the artifact he had yearned for would send his soul hurtling across the cosmos, forcing it into the broken body of a young man called Asher Inanis. Coming to his senses he finds the world to be completely different where the magic of his previous world did not exist, but what did was ‘Gifts’. Witness how he learns about the world, gains power and reigns supreme against all odds becoming the Demonic Sage. P.S. This is a slow paced novel and has a lot of world development at start. If this is not to your taste, you may not like it. *** I do not own the cover, will remove it if asked. --- join the discord server : discord.gg/fkTbUfBRsH

Grand_Void_Daoist · Fantasi
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A New Spell Matrix

Lucius dismissed Neta and quickly got to eating the food. Once he was done, he got back to his practice.

He needed to make the new spell imprint in an empty mind space, as he was worried that the other spell matrices may interfere with its creation. Only after this one was created would Lucius try to make the other ones.

After all, this was the more complex one. Lucius also didn't know if the number of different spell matrices that he could have, had increased or not. Though he hoped that it had.

Inside his mind space, hell energy floated around him as it weaved into pattern after pattern. Some of these patterns became corporeal, while some of them faded away. It was a little bit like carving into stone.

The first few scratches on a stone might not have any effect, but once it was done a sufficient number of times, the stone would inadvertently become scratched. And if it was done with the right skill, it could be carved in one go.