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Necromancer, new branch - I can enslave the living!

Follow Bardeelus' journey as he discovers the wonders of 'pure necromancy', one of the rarest types of magic out there. Some despise it, while some adore it, but ultimately, he was free or any demonic influences and was as pure as a mage could be! Though, training was a different story. lt wasn't easy to uncover the secrets of pure necromancy, as those secrets were locked in the 'old world' of magic. Ancient and cryptic languages were a must know, if any progress was to be made, and the tag-along dangers were ten times worse! Bardeelus' goals were greater than any threat, however, as he wanted to enslave the living, without killing them. Although this was almost unheard of across the dark arts of magic, it was possible! ~ For the sake of power, he'll find a way to do it. Besides... a greater threat awaited them, the clock was ticking. He had to be ready! ~

Enkamos · Fantasy
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Worthless mana

Bardeelus got what he wished for, he eventually looked at the sky. Though this was not the setting he expected, the progress he made was beyond his expectations too. 

All of a sudden, every color of a rainbow was pained across the air. These colors moved around as slowly as clouds, and they were everywhere!

Bardeelus could see patches of these colors, floating and mixing with each other. At some point, Driola saw these colors too, so she demanded her notes from Kaya.

This meditative pose wasn't straining her whatsoever, so she could spend a moment reading what she pleased. No one stopped her, and one of the telekinetic mages tossed the notebook over in a blink!

She swipped through a few pages, and then sighed. "Oh... I'm not going insane. That's just a bunch of gas."

"Gas is colorful?" Bardeelus asked, as his butt-cheeks clenched onto the rock.