James Taylor
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10
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5.4 M
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"You should have just gone home when you had the chance…" Neron was on his knees as he heard the footsteps of the old man draw closer to him. The eerie silence in the room gave weight to every echo of his words. Mr. Duffy had just taken the blood-red gem that floated above the inscribed Magic Circle on the ground. The Circle was no longer glowing, and it seemed the stone was done absorbing all the energy and blood from its victims. Right in front of his eyes, Neron had to watch his friends…-
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Neron had no formal education when it came to Magic. He didn't even understand what Spells really were, or how to classify them. He knew that they were separated into Levels based on their intensity, complexity, and how much Mana was needed to utilize them. He also knew that a lot of individuals dedicated their entire lifetime to advance existing Spells and also develop new ones. It was insanity to Neron, but that was how the practice of Magic was. And he was no expert in any of that.…
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"Well, I'm going now. Are you sure you don't want to come?" After spending a lot of time with Neron, Yera finally decided to rendezvous with her friends in Mr. Duffy's place. She had been as considerate as possible, but Yera couldn't deny that she was also very curious about what the rest of her friends were up to. Besides, she still had to talk to Legris. "No. I think I'll stay here." Neron muttered, his eyes almost vacant. "There's a lot I need to think about." Once Yera heard this, her…
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"Hey, Neron! Want to come with us? We're going to Mr. Duffy's house today!" Neron raised his brows at the question as he stared at all five of his friends. They all seemed pretty excited, and he knew why. Mr. Duffy was an elderly man—at least on his sixties—who lived in the outskirts of the slums. His house was perched on top of a hill, close to the end of the territory of the Lord of the land, and by the standards of all slum dwellers, it was pretty luxurious. However, none of these…
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Neron had five friends, and their group of six were pretty average kids in the slums. In such a hellhole, having allies was necessary—even five-year-olds like them understood that. "Hey, Neron! You're late!" As he approached his smiling friends, Neron took his time to note their faces. Dan, Ral, Kid, Legris, and the only girl in the group, Yera. As always, he was the last to arrive, and they were all waiting for him. "Sorry. I guess waking up took longer than expected." Neron knew his…
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"I-is this the end…?" The world felt blurry as a sea of blood ruined the atmosphere. The musky stench of death overwhelmed the senses, fueling the embers of despair that choked the young man who managed to leak out his thoughts. At this point, to his left and to his right, the marred bodies of his comrades decorated the devastated landscape. Everyone was dead. Even if they were alive, he had no way of telling. "Haaa… haaaa…" Heavy breaths now escaped his lungs as he removed his…
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Hello! Author here. This is the end of a very special journey for me. Honestly, I never knew Spellcraft would be a book read by thousands of people, and I'm so happy I was able to share this novel with the world. Now, of course I know it wasn't perfect. No work of art really is, but Spellcraft took strange turns in certain moments and I admit that. I was either sick, busy with school, or even facing some physical challenges, and so I sometimes messed up in my update schedule or affected the quality…
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Lemi and Edward were officially together, and they had become tourists and nomads who visited planets and worlds for fun. Lemi personally explored various things—mostly the natural minerals and materials of the other world. She was slowly developing an interest in universal ecology, and was hoping to soon branch out to the interdimensional level. Edward on the other hand spent a lot of his time in the world he was stranded in; observing their culture and introducing new facets to their entire…
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"… And we lived happily ever after." A child's voice rang out. It was a male's voice, but the childish tone almost made him sound like a girl. "The end." This time, a girl spoke. Her voice was a little more mature than the boy's. Perhaps because she was three years older than him. Still, they were only five and eight years old respectively. In their hand was a storybook they were reading. It was apparently a novel that had been written by their father, and it was called "Reincarnation Of A Magic…
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"They look happy." The one who spoke was Jane Ursula, and while she was a considerable distance from the wedding, she could see everything that went on in it. She had dropped by just earlier, and even dropped a present for Jared, but she knew when to leave. Once she concluded her sentence, she turned to a figure that was standing beside her. He wore a hood that concealed his face, but she could see him clearly. His long black hair and blue eyes, with his perfect body made him as endearing to be with…
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