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The Language Mage

I'm Richard, a well-known linguist, and my life was all about decoding ancient and dead languages. I've spent years immersed in the intricate tapestry of countless dialects and scripts. My most ambitious project, the culmination of my life's work, was finally complete. I'd uncovered something that could rewrite the history books and shock the entire world. But fate can be merciless. On my way to celebrate this breakthrough at a restaurant, everything changed in an instant. A car crash, and I was gone. At least, that's what I thought. The next thing I knew, I was waking up, but it wasn't in the cold sterility of a hospital room. No, it was in a young man's body, and the world around me was unlike anything I'd ever seen. Magic was real here, and it flowed through the very air. My name was still Richard, but this was a world far removed from my own. What could I, a linguist, possibly do in a world of magic? My body was physically weak, and I was a stranger in a realm where words held the power to shape reality. As I navigated this bewildering new world, I faced not only the challenges of adapting to my new life but also the potential to use my unique skills to unlock the secrets of this magical realm. The journey that lay ahead was an enigma, but one thing was certain – my life had taken a turn into uncharted territories, and there was no turning back.

RiverGoat · Fantasy
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48 Chs

The Unseen Enchantment

The elation of regaining a semblance of sight was abruptly interrupted by an unexpected surge of pain that seized Richard's eye. The sudden onset was so intense that his fingers involuntarily clenched into a fist, nails digging into his palm. The sharp pain brought a shock of reality, and blood oozed from the punctured skin, a testament to the force exerted in response to the unexpected agony.

As the metallic scent of blood mingled with the ambient air, Richard's breath hitched. The unexpected pain, centered around his eye, left him perplexed and unsettled. With furrowed brows, he mused aloud, — W-What was this pain? — A question lingered in the air, the room bearing witness to the silent struggle between the newfound ability to perceive the world and the unexplained torment assaulting his senses.