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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 kissed me

Elara stirred in her bed, her head throbbing with an intensity that felt like a thousand drums pounding in unison. Slowly, she opened her eyes, squinting against the morning light that streamed through the window.

A wave of dizziness washed over her, and she groaned, her hand moving instinctively to her pounding temples. The memories of last night were still fuzzy, as if they were hiding in the depths of her mind, waiting to resurface.

"Ugghhh…" She groaned in pain. This was the first time she had ever consumed alcohol, and she didn't drink a small amount either, she drank glass after glass without stopping, it was to the point where even Vaan got worried.

Drunk Elara was a completely different person.

However, now the sober Elara had to face the consequences.