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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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They should have just given us a single bed.

"The Mage was blessed by the God of Magic, so copying that won't be possible."

Hearing Vaan's reply, all the Professors lowered their heads in disappointment.

A moment later, one of the professors glanced at Vaan and Elara, and,

"The two of you should move into the Healing Division, although your injuries aren't life-threatening, they could still leave unwanted marks if they are not taken care of."

The rest of the Professors nodded. Octavius then glanced at Vaan and nodded as well. Then, he turned around, and Luke, whom Vaan once met and had a verbal bout with stepped forward and guided the two of them to the Healing Division.

The rest of the students were then sent out and once there were only Professors left, Octavius sighed again,

"We still have nothing."

He commented.

Other Professors had grave looks on their faces as well.

"Who knows how much those bastards know about us."

Another one commented.