Nous rex. Nova lex.
Fantasy, Drama, Romance, Light Academia, R16
Magic has always been a great source of dreams and fairytales. From early ages till modern times, it has never left the human mind as something incredible. It gave a sense of freedom winning over the laws of physics. How could anyone imagine that magic was not only part of our worlds reality, but also bound to many, uncountable rules.
A ministry formed when humankind was still young and naive documented, controlled and oppressed every magical being. It made unicorns go instinct, hunted down trolls and ogres and cleared the world from everything that couldn‘t blend in with normal human life.
Now there was nothing left of the magical world except the wizards and witches, that lived normal, ordinary life‘s, hiding away their abilities, having sworn an oath to only use it for the ministry of magic. Everything went according to plan.
Until it didn‘t.
The first error, that struck through the radar of the ministry was a little star, that suddenly turned up on their map, that detected every magical activity. It was the bright light of something that wasn‘t seen in many centuries: the power of an amulet, powerful in it‘s core because it was able to strengthen every spell that‘s been spoken in it‘s reach. The magical world didn‘t have a hunt, wasn‘t in need for one for so long. Now it was their time to dream, come up with legends and fairytales that were bigger than themself and promised a sense of freedom, yet unknown.
But the light disappeared, nearly immediately. Some say it was just an illusion, some kind of small supernova, a burning star that reflected too late in the ministries grasp. But seeing it‘s existence once was enough for the dream to proceed. Many went out to look for it. Many still do. They gave this mysterious phenomenon many names. It had to be an artifact, legends said that it was. Some even whispered under their breath it might be something as old as the world itself. Others tried dating it down to an archeological finding of the Aztecs or Egyptians. But all the questions never got answered for over twenty years now.
Normal life went on. Especially normal humans never noticed anything of the great riots. The only thing exceptional to them was when from time to time magic awoke in the souls of seemingly ordinary humans. Although that in fact was a normal thing. Every child that shows magical potential gets assigned a tutor, a future master that watches over the child, ready to step in the moment it‘s powers arise. No wizard or witch should ever escape the firm grasp of the ministry.
This is the story of one of those children. X never noticed anything extraordinary about herself. She lived a normal life, had normal parents and very normal dreams for her future. When she went out to party with her best childhood friend, drinking away any sorrows that she might have, she never imagined for her body to suddenly move on it‘s own. She was sure she didn‘t drink that much when she suddenly let things appear or disappear. That in itself was a shock.
But with what the magical world was way more stunned was the reappearing light of the amulet, radiating in sheer power, coming from the young girl, moving on the dance floor. The magicians around her immediately attacked the young woman and her friend. They were in great luck, that A, the assigned master for the girl, watched her with a hawks eye. He and his apprentice saved her together with her friend and brought them into their flat, that‘s been shielded by magic. The two women seemed so vulnerable, so very normal, when they laid on the floor unconscious. There was nothing left of the radiating power that attracted so much attention.
What was that? A and his apprentice B felt stressed. They had to explain what happened to their supervisors but they themself had no clue how a scenario like this was even possible. None of the girls had any significant jewelry or artifacts with them.
But one thing was clear as day: They had to solve whatever it was with these two women until someone else did…
Fantasy, Drama, Romance, Light Academia, R16
Magic has always been a great source of dreams and fairytales. From early ages till modern times, it has never left the human mind as something incredible. It gave a sense of freedom winning over the laws of physics. How could anyone imagine that magic was not only part of our worlds reality, but also bound to many, uncountable rules.
A ministry formed when humankind was still young and naive documented, controlled and oppressed every magical being. It made unicorns go instinct, hunted down trolls and ogres and cleared the world from everything that couldn‘t blend in with normal human life.
Now there was nothing left of the magical world except the wizards and witches, that lived normal, ordinary life‘s, hiding away their abilities, having sworn an oath to only use it for the ministry of magic. Everything went according to plan.
Until it didn‘t.
The first error, that struck through the radar of the ministry was a little star, that suddenly turned up on their map, that detected every magical activity. It was the bright light of something that wasn‘t seen in many centuries: the power of an amulet, powerful in it‘s core because it was able to strengthen every spell that‘s been spoken in it‘s reach. The magical world didn‘t have a hunt, wasn‘t in need for one for so long. Now it was their time to dream, come up with legends and fairytales that were bigger than themself and promised a sense of freedom, yet unknown.
But the light disappeared, nearly immediately. Some say it was just an illusion, some kind of small supernova, a burning star that reflected too late in the ministries grasp. But seeing it‘s existence once was enough for the dream to proceed. Many went out to look for it. Many still do. They gave this mysterious phenomenon many names. It had to be an artifact, legends said that it was. Some even whispered under their breath it might be something as old as the world itself. Others tried dating it down to an archeological finding of the Aztecs or Egyptians. But all the questions never got answered for over twenty years now.
Normal life went on. Especially normal humans never noticed anything of the great riots. The only thing exceptional to them was when from time to time magic awoke in the souls of seemingly ordinary humans. Although that in fact was a normal thing. Every child that shows magical potential gets assigned a tutor, a future master that watches over the child, ready to step in the moment it‘s powers arise. No wizard or witch should ever escape the firm grasp of the ministry.
This is the story of one of those children. X never noticed anything extraordinary about herself. She lived a normal life, had normal parents and very normal dreams for her future. When she went out to party with her best childhood friend, drinking away any sorrows that she might have, she never imagined for her body to suddenly move on it‘s own. She was sure she didn‘t drink that much when she suddenly let things appear or disappear. That in itself was a shock.
But with what the magical world was way more stunned was the reappearing light of the amulet, radiating in sheer power, coming from the young girl, moving on the dance floor. The magicians around her immediately attacked the young woman and her friend. They were in great luck, that A, the assigned master for the girl, watched her with a hawks eye. He and his apprentice saved her together with her friend and brought them into their flat, that‘s been shielded by magic. The two women seemed so vulnerable, so very normal, when they laid on the floor unconscious. There was nothing left of the radiating power that attracted so much attention.
What was that? A and his apprentice B felt stressed. They had to explain what happened to their supervisors but they themself had no clue how a scenario like this was even possible. None of the girls had any significant jewelry or artifacts with them.
But one thing was clear as day: They had to solve whatever it was with these two women until someone else did…

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