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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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You are bad…

"Ugghh…"

As Vaan woke up, he could feel an acute pain in his head. His vision was still unclear but even then, he tried to sat up and started rubbing his eyes to get a clearer version.

He was drowsy, the headache wasn't helping, but then suddenly, he was jolted awake when his hand fell on something soft.

It was Elara's hand.

The moment Elara felt his hand over hers, she grabbed it and then rolled over, forming a grip and Vaan would never be able to get away from.

Helpless, Vaan could only law down to get into a more comfortable position.

His head was still aching and soon,

He started recalling what happened last night and couldn't help but look at Elara, who was sleeping peacefully while holding his hand like a koala.

The expressions this innocent face showed yesterday…

'You aren't allowed to team up with anyone but me!'