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Magic's Return: I Can See The Spirits

The God of Magic stopped blessing his believers. The Tower of Magic, where the mages gathered and worshiped him was destroyed. Magic Fell. The surviving Mages were looked down upon by the rest of the world. Normal Mages, that is. The Mages from the Strongest Magic Family, the Vesta Family, were an exception. For 5000 years, the Vesta Family continued to produce exceptional Mages that were strong enough to resist other forces which came after their family heritage and treasures even without the Blessing of the God of Magic. Now, however, the Vesta Family found themselves in a difficult situation where they didn’t have a single capable heir. That was until, Christopher Davis, an underworld Gang Leader, transmigrates into the body of Vaan Astra Vesta, a well-known pushover and the ‘waste’ of the Vesta Family. Christopher, now Vaan, soon realized that he could see otherworldly magic spirits with knowledge so vast that the Magic books that the Vesta Family treasured for 5000 years were nothing in comparison. That, combined with Vaan’s own God-like Talent, The ‘Hope’ was born. A prodigy strong enough to not only protect the Vesta Family and its treasures, A prodigy who will restore Magic to its former glory was born. “Haa!? Who da fuck said a Mage can’t use fists!? That crab-like face of yours, I’ll punch it till it is deformed into something better looking!” And of course, Christopher’s gangster-like tendencies won’t just disappear. ... Cover: AI-Generated (Plus little editing) ... Discord: https://discord.gg/qZHRTHGdZG If the link does not work for some reason, DM me: sleepdeprivedsloth

SleepDeprivedSloth · Fantasy
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I am not jealous of anyone!

"It hurt when I saw blood on your chest…" 

Elara's eyes turned moist. 

Vaan gently held her hand that was on his chest, 

"I am perfectly fine, you don't have anything to worry about." 

He spoke in a soft voice. 

"But you were still hurt, what if the wound was even deeper and reached your heart?" Elara retorted, just imagining that scenario made her tremble.

If something happened to Vaan then…

Unconsciously, she tightened her grip over Vaan's hand. 

Vaan, who could sense her emotion couldn't hold back, he gently kissed her head and, 

"Hehe~ To think you would care so much about me. 

It feels so good." 

Elara pouted as she glanced at Vaan's face with an angry look on her face. 

"I am not joking!" 

She shouted. 

It was probably the first time she had raised her voice in front of Vaan.