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The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Smoke
Darkness cloaked the tunnel as I ran blindly, breath sawing in my lungs. Behind, snarls echoed my panic, drawing ever nearer in the murky depths. Conjuring a small wisp of light, no bigger than a firefly, I concentrated on willing it to glow brighter. I drew deep on reserve far vaster than my small form implied, pouring more mana into the wisp until it swelled into a puffball hovering above my hand.Though they outnumbered me, I had no shortage of mana to confront the swarm, it was just that they seemed to be everywhere. "Take this!"Light blazed like the midday sun behind, momentarily blinding the swarm snarling at my heels. In that flash I wove bindings of simple darkness spell, ensnaring two of the creatures long enough to resume my flight.Once again, I drew deeply from my reserves, conjuring more glowing puffballs that exploded in blinding flashes.The tunnel blazed briefly, momentarily blinding pursuers enough for me to sprint ahead, dodging jagged rock formations.But... how
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Lord of the ashes
I tumbled through the darkness, panic rising in my throat as rubble rained down. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, as if time itself had slowed down in sync with my racing thoughts.The air was thick with dust, invading my nostrils and choking my breath. My vision was obscured, reduced to mere glimpses of fragmented shapes. The sensation of weightlessness and lack of solid ground messed with my senses, disorienting chaos around me, leaving me feeling utterly helpless and vulnerable.A sickening eternity passed before my fall abruptly halted with a bone-jarring crunch. Pain shot through my limbs. I laid there, stunned, the impact searing into my consciousness.Darkness unlike anything I had ever experienced engulfed me. It was a darkness that went beyond the absence of light, it was a consuming void that seemed to swallow everything, even the concept of darkness itself. It was disorienting and disconcerting, as if the very essence of my surroundings had been erased.In that b
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten From Darkness to Strength
Mark Tenery's life was riddled with obstacles and challenges, most of which stemmed from his difficult upbringing. Each passing day seemed to bring with it a new set of difficulties, contributing to the uphill climb he faced in his journey through life.His father was abusive and during his depressive days he would get wasted inside his bedroom and he would only come out to eat, use the bathroom and occasionally to release his pent up frustration and anger.During his life, he worked hard like a madman, but to no avail, he had no talent for business nor as a social climber, he was unsuccessful in his endeavor.As a result, his mental state began to deteriorate, taking his self-esteem down with it. In an attempt to escape reality, he turned to alcohol and resorted to physical violence against his own son, as a show of power and dominance.Believing it to be his paternal responsibility, he subjected his son to physical abuse, asserting his dominance and control over him. Even the slighte
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten From Darkness to Strength 2
"I was going to be gentle with you," the bully sneered, "but now I've changed my mind. Let's show everyone who the real trash is."As the bully's henchman began filming, little did they know that they were falling right into Mark's trap.Mark had long anticipated the bully's aggression and had already made preparations for the fight. As the two bullies charged towards him, blinded by their own fury, they failed to notice the tripwire that Mark had cleverly set up. Suddenly, the bullies found themselves tumbling to the ground, completely disoriented.It was then that Mark saw his opportunity to strike.As the two bullies stumbled and collapsed onto the unforgiving pavement, the third bully behind the camera froze in shock.They had come in a group, hoping to intimidate and overpower Mark, but little did they know that he was prepared for them. With a sturdy pipe in hand, he struck them swiftly and forcefully, targeting their heads, backs, legs, and ribs.As for the ring leader, even hi
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Shattered Illusions
In the soft glow of the moonlit night, at that very moment, disbelief washed over him as he beheld his mother's silhouette intertwined with that of another man.Despite the slight distance between them, it was not enough to shield him from the painful truth he had been avoiding for far too long. The answers he had desperately sought had always been right before his eyes.Defeated and disillusioned, a single tear escaped his eye, as if the weight of the world was conspiring against him. And deep down, he realized he should have expected nothing less.His father had been unemployed, wasting away in despair.Each night, his mother would don an exquisite gown that hugged her curves, enhancing her beauty. With meticulous care, she applied makeup before venturing out.Care she had withheld from him.It became a nightly ritual, one that her son observed with a mix of curiosity and longing.The pain that engulfed him was unbearable, and in those moments, he yearned for someone to share his bur
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Shattered Illusions 2
This was the start of a new chapter in his life, and he eagerly awaited the opportunity to celebrate this transformative moment.As Mark looked back on that day, it seemed to have passed by in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help but think to himself, 'Time really does fly when you're happy, and drag on endlessly when you're miserable.'But in that moment, he was grateful to have experienced such a fleeting moment of joy that he would carry with him into the future.The next day on a tranquil Saturday morning, Jeffrey arrived in front of his dilapidated condo, driving a battered and bruised secondhand car.The vehicle's surface was a weathered shade of cyan, adorned with a multitude of scratches that spoke to its tumultuous past and from the looks of it was barely in functional state.As Mark was preparing to head off to school, his phone rang, interrupting his morning routine.It was the principal's office, urgently requesting that he come in and meet with them along with a legal gua
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten The Lament of a Newborn
The warmth enveloped me in a cocoon of safety, and the blinding brightness left me at a loss for words. I felt weightless, as if I were drifting through the air, until my gaze settled upon... ... What's that? An ethereal tunnel!The idea of a light at the end of the tunnel had always seemed like a cliché, but now it felt like a tangible possibility.I see, so I died!Sigh, so it ended like that? It was just at the tip of my fingers. Where did it all go wrong?Jeffrey! That bastard Jeffrey!As I cursed his name over and over again, I felt the anger and hatred reignite within me.The warm light could no longer suppress my rage... but it also felt a little strange. My anger, I mean.It was not just directed at Jeffrey. No! There was something or someone else I was more hateful towards!I didn't know at whom or what that rage was directed, but I felt as if I were a third person in this situation.Yet, the light was warm and peaceful. Even that unbridled anger and rage were being covered,
The Magus Echoes of the forgotten Winter brought, Spring carried
With those words hanging in the air, Namaah's head drooped low, her gaze fixed on her child. The vitality drained from her face, as a solitary tear welled up in her eyes before gently descending onto the little boy, imparting her final warmth to her newborn baby.Her eyes lost their luster, becoming empty and hollow.Mark's tears ceased, and his entire being froze.His heart ached, unable to bear the weight of such a loss. Shock and denial consumed him completely.Confusion swirled in his mind, leaving him feeling disoriented and dizzy.He couldn't bring himself to accept the reality before him. No, he couldn't.It felt as if fate had dealt him another cruel hand."W-What are you saying, dear? Of course, we will take care of him together. We made that promise, remember? Do you remember our pledge?" Noah's voice quivered, breaking under the weight of his emotions. "Why aren't you responding? Please, talk to me, my love... I want to hear your voice... Yes, I remember... you said you want
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