Spells: structured incantations often requiring memorization or a book which lists said incantation down to summon or craft with air particles of raw magic.
Material: this is a style of magic useable by everyone. All it requires is a person using magical resources/materials in a specified state or combination. Like grinding something into a powder, or using an element filled stone and striking it against another to create a reaction.
Natural/Raw: A magi use their internal source of magic and wield an unrefined or structured style of magic. Like using their magic in its rawest form. While versatile, it's very limited in its uses due to being bound to an element's natural strengths and weaknesses/limits. (This is also the most draining style)
Unique spells: These are spells entirely unique to a certain magi from birth. No sealing or copying can ever match the strength or efficiency of these spells at all. Often time many can only make weak offbrand recreations if these spells. Which weirdly enough often lead to spikes of new useful spells being written down or created.
Raw magic elements:
Void: very chaotic, often destroys, and warps a target. Very chaotic, destructive, and strangely slow. Has to be kept in check or else it will consume everything. Magi users must be sure not to let the darkness consume them. It's a natural part of them and theirs to control or else it'll consume you. Spells or rather attacks made of void have an effect of consumption. It eats into things until nothing is left behind but a gap. Though besides attacks it's rather useful for transportation or other mundane activities like say a vehicle moving. Though funnily enough, void os very useful but if you mishandled pr go overzealous with it, it will often consume you or what used it in the first place.
Solar: energetic, and purifying. Thanks to its energetic nature, it's fire and light must be micromanaged or else it will burn like a wildfire. Solar magi have to keep their internal Sun at a manageable level or risk it running out of control in a wild blaze or have it extinguish. It's attacks are blindingly fast and powerful, though with this it's easy for the attacks to often go out of control. Solar is also one of the two best elements for healing. It's often used to treat small to dangerous injuries.
Water: push and pull, rise, and fall. For every action, there's a ripple. It's a very counter focused element. Flowing back and forth, taking something and throwing it back. Good for healing and magi should take care of not getting lost in the sauce. Water is very much used in therapy and is one of safest elements besides air. Though its fluidity makes it at times unwieldy.
Earth: structured, and unyielding. It requires things to be done with strong will and firm movements. While limited in creativity, it makes up for it in strength and its linear style. Earth magi should be wary of rooting themselves too deeply. Being too solid can be dangerous as well. This os often used in making buildings, structures, mining, and renovation if the need calls for it. It's also brilliant in medicine and farming.
Air: free, and bearing near-endless possibilities. It's one of the most creative elements and thanks to this, air must be used with high amounts of attention, or else it will set itself free. It may also act of its own accord, like the changing wind or the sudden storm. Air magi, be sure you aren't leaving yourself too open in the wind. A clear mind is good, but an airhead is not. Besides the structures that exist to pump and manage energy around the world, wind os very much used on energy and more. Its also useful in being versatile for many uses. Crude technology, to albiet executions. It's one of the most versatile but also fickle elements.
Funfacts:
Solar and Void were the first types of magic that branched off of the original chaotic pool of magic. They're are the strongest styles of magic but are also the most unwieldy and easy to lise control of. At times people theorize both elements may have a kind if sentience due to how more so than any other element they affect their magi the most mentally
Void magi have a quirk with their element, they're given a near insatiable hunger for a topic or goal. Mirroring the void itself in their demeanors. Example: Orion's hunger is knowledge, he's always on a look to quench his thirst for knowledge almost obsessively
Void magic has another strange part about it, many users often talk about feeling whispers in their mind. As if the void itself whispers among their thoughts. Trying to lead them to do certain things, to fall into the darkness so to speak. So void magi have to naturally tight rope cause their element can consume them at any point they fall too far.
Solar magic is similar actually, unlike void it's more a feeling, a unstoppable energetic drive that pushes them to a goal and puffs up their confidence. Example: Theia has a massive drive for freedom and being able to do what she wants to. Oh and to also be the best. Though like the void, solar magi should be wary to not have an icarus event, soaring too close to their sun or going in too far with their energy. Often resulting in instinctual movements and demeanors.
The original state of magic is chaos, a mix mash of random effects and warping. If you combine each element together at once you create chaos magic. Though this is highly unrecommended. Chaos magic is wild and unpredictable. It twists the laws of physics and eviscerates things beyond what once was. Though humagi are often born with this magic style so they can tell you first hand how wild it can be. So many children turned into potted plants, it's a shame.
She's a short girl who's around 5 foot 5 with tanned skin that's speckled with orange-red scales. Most notable of which are the scales which reside on her cheeks creating a resemblance to freckles.
Her hair is very curly and messy, often refusing to be tamed in anything else save for the ponytail she normally wears. Her hair in both its curls and colors resembles fire as much as they can. Physically speaking, her shoulder-length curly hair spikes and curls into something like a licking flame. For its color, it's mostly dirty blonde with strong red and brown colors speckled within it. And within this sea of flaming curls are a pair of smooth jagged patterned dragon horns speckled brown orange colors.
Her eyes are a fiery golden orange which give off a sharp light as if her eyes are stars themselves. And even on a closer look at them you can see flames crackling with an explosive display.
Her body is very built and toned, seemingly looking like she could lift a hundred men with no sweat.
And as a side note, almost at all times her face sports a bright, excited, and playful smile that seems to illuminate all in its path.
Clothing: she wears a short black jacket with rolled up sleeves and flicked up collar which gives way to a baggy tied off orange shirt which shows off a bit of her toned physique.
Underneath this she wears a pair of ripped, skinny brown jeans or shorts which go into a pair of white-orange sneakers
Fun Facts:
Dominant hand: Right
Favorite Food: Anything spicy
Least Favorite Food: all sea food
Dislikes: being humiliated, losing a competition, cowards
Hobbies: making and doing competitions, fighting/wrestling, working out, and flying
Her and Orion are polar opposites and often fight each other in small of big ways. Void vs solar, brains vs brawn etc
But despite all that they'd both swear they're friends no matter what, especially since they both grew up together at the sanctuary as orphans
Theia is very freaking competitive, anything and everything can and will be a contest for her
Eating? Competition, drinking? Competition, even how fast you sit down is a competition
This is a legit wild child, they grew up in the wilderness and survived through her magic and strength
Speaking of her strength, it's a rarity among magi and other if her job often look at her like she's an oddity
Though in her mind she's so awesome of course people would gawk at her
She is so proud of herself to a fault honestly, even going so far as to deny someone beating her, saying she was going easy or someone cheated
Her two main attacks besides her bat, are her headbutts, (which due to Orion and her testing can break bricks with how powerful they are) and also breathing fire
She is a wild prideful and honestly energetic warm person through and through
Heya, I hope for those who follow this blog have enjoyed what I've made so far, but i'm just gonna be blunt and say I'm going to rewrite the story soon. So yeah look out for that, and of there's anyone who would like to join in when it happens, feel free to give a follow. Anyway i hope you all have a good day, thank you for supporting my story so far, i really appreciate it!
Chapter 1: Let’s Start Off School With a Shadow Fight
Introduction, Ch.2
Note from Headmaster Ortiz: No student or faculty was harmed in this event, please do not sue us, thank you
Soaring in the sky sits a behemoth of a vessel, it’s sleek, bronze metallic wings rake against the clouds while its pointed nose thrusts forward. Propelled by its ringed tail the airship makes its way towards a coastal fortress and university. It’s towering scarred walls topped with snow while within its fortification sits a number of sprawling buildings, each ranging from dusty ancient to sparkling present. Though once more returning to the vessel sits an excited person in a grey cloak. Bouncing and nearly jittering in their cushioned seat as they and many others gaze at the approaching settlement. This androgynous cloaked individual was rather short, hardly reaching five feet and surrounded by a number of taller and increasingly varied passengers. Some looked like regular humans, while others looked as if they were elements personified. People made of plants, clouds, fire, and even space dotted about the humans around them.
But this peaceful ride was briefly stopped thanks to large thump which shook the vessel, though before long two shots rang out like thunder overhead. Silencing the chatter in the hull as a static screech echoed from the intercom.
“Alright ya Lil’ twerps, whoever’s scared, or thinkin’ of anything worrisome, calm the heck down!” A gravelly voice grunted, “ ain’t tryin’ to have a war this close to the academy, so whoever ya are-hug somebody or somethin’!” said the annoyed captain who grumbled something like you, Yella-belly kids, today before turning off the mic.
And right after that, the storm of chatter returned, as the grey cloaked individual hand snaked around a cool, galaxy patterned die. Fondling it in their tawny hand as they slightly winced at all the noise, but still, despite all this, they still looked on with excitement as they now began their descent. With a whine in its gears, the ship landed among a cleared out space, folding its wings into its frame as a ramp eases down. And in a flash, the cloaked individual rushed to exit the ship but before they reached the ramp they were cut off by a boy in a jade Oni mask, stopping in their tracks as they gave a small chuckle and apologized.
“Hehe, Whoops-sorry about that, got excited, Oh! Right, the name’s Eir by the way what’s yours?”
The boy in return only gave them a tsk, walking down the ramp, with one long rat tail flopping every way, in fact, it nearly struck Eir in the face. Eir, now squinting in confusion and annoyance was about to give him a piece of their mind but was quickly silenced by the now shoving crowd behind them. Now, as everyone has finally gotten off the airship, the group of teenagers now found themselves staring up at a towering, barrel-chested man who’s brown overcoat was nearly too small for his arms. His light brown face has a jovial smile, beaming with joy among his brown-grey bush that was his beard. And honestly, he looked messy, hair and beard were disheveled, didn’t tuck in his dress shirt, pants were too baggy, etc etc. Fists on his hips the headmaster drew in a large breath and said,
“Welcome to The Academy future Beacons of the world,!” he boomed to everyone’s bewilderment “Bully on you for keeping up to good fight, I hope you will enjoy your time here with fondness and memories that shall last to the end of your days! I am headmaster Micah Ortiz! Headmaster Izusa is in the main building now, making the final preparations for your innagura-” Seeing a tawny hand raised he paused before saying “ah yes child, do you have a question?” he yelled at a shocked and blinking Eir.
“Uhh, Headmaster, can ya tone it down a bit, I don’t think my ears can take it” they pleaded to the now confused headmaster.
“Nonsense child, this is my inside voice! Hahaha, but if you prefer, I’ll try and lower myself to a whisper!” Which in his case was normal talking volume, as in Eir’s mind they had a newfound fear, what the heck is his outside voice then? “Now as I was saying, your inauguration is just in front of you, now then,” with two claps of his hands a row of floating blue flames made a path forward, leading the group towards their destination. And as they began their march forward, Eir with stars in their eyes excitedly bounded towards the headmaster.
“Oh! Headmaster, can you do magic?!” they asked excitedly to a hearty chuckle
“Hahaha, no I’m afraid, I’m a human as well my child, I only activated the trigger, now Izusa, she is indeed a magi, so be on the look for her, if she, shows herself that is” he spoke less enthusiastically at the last part. To this answer, Eir groaned disappointingly but immediately perked up into a bit of confusion at the last statement, shrugging and just assuming the headmaster was being weird again they continued the march as the Headmaster continued to talk, almost as if he needed no air with how long he went on. But finally, they reached the main building, it seemed like a regular university, wide brick building with beautiful Greco-Roman inspired architecture, but unlike most this too has many scars across its walls. And around its structure were an assortment of runes, etched into the earth around it, all humming with a rainbow of magic energy, while on its flanks were two cannons and automagic guns respectively.
Making their way through the wooden double doors, they saw a moving mural across its walls, an owl soared forward in the sky with a scroll and magic in each talon, its space patterned body leaving a multicolored trail in its arc, as jutting up from the ground stood a bi-horned lion atop a jagged cliff of rocks which transitioned into a new form. A monkey made of ink hung from its tail painting another splatter of art which revealed a flaming nine-tailed fox, growling and sneering as in its stalk, ultimately gave way to unicorn stampeding forward, blazing the path with a storm left in its wake. Most of the people looked upon this mural with awe, as they began to follow the headmaster to the last of the blue flames, creaking open the dual doors, the headmaster ushered the students to their seats, but surprisingly, a few rows were already filled by a number of other students before. And in Eir’s case, they got sat beside a boy with a messy Afro and skin that was black as the night sky with a blue nebula patterned across his body. He looked like an embodied, specifically the void it seemed. His black sclera sapphire eyes gazed at Eir with brief interest before he gave them a back nod saying,
“Sup, names Orion” he said nonchalantly, his baritone voice had a slight drawl to it as he spoke
“Heya, I’m Eir, nice to meet ya, guess you’re from the south huh?” Eir was kicking themselves for that, dang it books, why didn’t you teach me conversation skills they thought as Orion gave them a chuckle as he said
“Heheh, Naw, brah, toootally from California maaan~” he smirked playfully as Eir scoffed,
“Oh I do declare, you’ll have to forgive good sir, I had no idea” they fired back with an accent of their own, and then afterward the two began to hit it off as the loud headmaster joined a bored-looking woman. Her skin was a deep brown and bore wood-like patterns, while in contrast her “Hair” was made of an assortment of fall colored leaves with a green vine wrapping around her head, it seems most of her hair matched the winter season as beyond this short canopy of hair are two yellow-black rams horn. She wore a tattered patchwork hooded brown cloak and some formfitting pants with a pair of cowboy boots. But the thing that was the most shocking about her was that she was armed to the teeth. At her back was a hunting rifle and bow, across her waist was a utility belled with bullets, a grappling hook, a pistol, and a knife. Oh, and she had a quiver strapped to her left thigh.
Headmaster Ortiz made his way atop the stage as he stood in front of two podiums, and five other individuals sitting on both wings of said structures. One was made of metal, and painstakingly crafted with many details, meanwhile the other seemed to erupt from the ground in a mixture of branches, roots, and vines to make a podium made of plant life with at its base, a single arrow made of wood and vines impaled to the stage floor.
As the students began to chatter once more Headmaster Ortiz began to sigh fondly, but as he was about to say something he saw Izusa get up with a pistol in hand, eyes widening, he mouthed no, as he caught eyes with the masked headmaster who only rolled her eyes before, bang, bang two shots from her revolver rang out, silencing the kids as she motioned them towards her fellow master, who was massaging his head for a moment, whether it was from stress or the sound no one knew.
“A-ahem, thank you Headmaster Izusa, for that sporting assistance in starting things off. Children, thank you for your patience, I am sure you’re all excited to begin your time as beacons in training, or in other words, Torches. Bully for you! All of you are about to carry a long history on your backs, one spanning from the earliest formation of Humans and Magi, the beacons to fight against the shadows which plague our peoples since our incep-”
“Alright let’s get down to the point, what classes will y’all be? Alchemist, Guerilla, Artificer blah blah blah” Izusa interrupted with a hand on her hip to which she saw Micah cough into his hand
“Very well put Headmaster Izusa, as you’ve just heard Beacons indeed have a number of fields, five of which to be exact which we specialize in. And now, please welcome to the stage our professors!” One by one five teachers strolled forward, and as each person walked into the light, each headmaster traded introductions.
“Professor, Alexander Blum!” Leaning back from his non-mic, the Headmaster motioned his arm to present a man with large wild silver locks with the strongest cheekbones you’ve ever seen across his pale, wrinkled skin. He dressed in a black overcoat with red velvet lining. Each of his steps echoed across the wooden stage as his amber eyes stared through every student with a ruthless analysis.
“After Mr.Grumpy over there we have, Alto Jackson, the Artificer professor” Izusa droned as with clicking heels, there now stands a middle-aged man with dark brown skin and a short cloud where his hair should be, and arcing through said black cloud were arcs of grey lightning, his relaxed sky blue eyes studied the kids with a calm smile across his face, jazzily tapping he nodded at the two headmasters as they continued
“Professor of the Guerilla class, Arthur Dutch!” Micah said as a fair-skinned man with a dust-stained black cowboy stalked forward, flipping a knife lazily in his hand before tipping his hat with a whistle in the kid’s direction. And at his side walked stood an Asian woman with a long raven braid spilling across her shoulder while she wore a flowing coat which stretched to her thighs with a metal-plated skirt above her dark grey pants tucked into a pair of combat boots, as at her side are two blades, sheathed on her left hip. One a katana and the other a tanto. She bore a playful grin and with a light chuckle politely waved at the students
“Professor Cahira everyone, go on Headmaster Megaphone lets get to the fun part”
“Hahahaha, very well, last but not least allow me to introduce Professor Aisha El-Said” And after his words, a woman wearing a green hijab stood in the middle of the teachers with a pair of goggles atop her head, while the rest of her clothes were a fusion of comfortable and durable. At her waist was a collapsed jade staff flowing with magic energy. With a booming clap, the human headmaster began to speak/yell once more,
” As my co-Headmaster said, it is indeed time for the fun part. Our professors have made a special treat for all of you. Thinking it not sporting to have you all choose without any incentive, they’ve decided to give you a demonstration so to speak, now then, Headmaster Izua, if you would do the honors!” smirking wickedly Izusa upholstered her rifle and shot three bullets into the air above everyone, but when they expected to hear nothing, the sound of metal getting struck whiled their head around every which way, as the sound of monstrous growling and ear-splitting cries sounded behind them as in an instant, a pack of shadows surged towards the students, appearing similar to deranged, inky black coyotes, but before even a hair of the shadows touched them, massive roots broke through the earth and ensnared the shadows, as looking upon the stage, they saw Professor Blum with a conductor stick in hand was leading the trees like a masterful orchestra.
And after writing in the air an orange circle of runes burned in the sky, as he took in a deep breath and blew a plume of fire towards the trapped shadow, incinerating it and the root to ashes. Fixing his cuff-links, he stiffly raised his stick into the air as an assortment of rocked erupted above, but in an instant, the patters of feet sounded as Cahira dashed atop the newly erected rock mass, slicing one coyote in half, before instantly kicking one to the earth, rolling in the air she launched her blade towards the stunned form of the shadow as it pierced its body instantly as she gracefully landed upon the pommel of her blade, as it now sits among the inky remains of the shadow as she patted Eir on the head.
Flicking his hat Arthur snapped his hands to his side as in between each knuckle now sat eight knives, each flowing with black-purple energy. Throwing his blades one after another he caused each one to ricochet off the other, sending them arcing at multiple other shadows, impaling each through the head without breaking a sweat. But right when they were about to move again, the energy encased them rapidly before they were destroyed in an instant. It seems despite his appearance, Arthur was a void magi. And to his left, there was Alto, digging in his tuxedo’s chest pocket he pulls out a paintbrush and dabs it twice on the paint-stained cloth on his waist, and as some shadows were about to attack some students he drew two clouds of paint in the sky and blew them forward as they surrounded the students and rained fire and lightning respectively on the shadows.
And while this was happening, Aisha launched her uncollapsed javelin at the shadows and impaled one to the ground, hopping off the stage, she landed next to her staff and lifted it from the ground, with the shadow still attached she twirled and swung it at the other pack member, careening them both to the base of the stage before spearing them through. Another coyote tried to bite at her but she slammed the other end of her staff upon its head, destroying it instantly. And now there stood each professor, each finished with their assailant, each seemingly saying now choose.
~For as long as anyone can remember there’s always been two races who are in charge of everything. Those are Humans(boring, good builders, pretty strong and sturdy I guess) and Magi(Awesome magic users who can control magic cause they’re beast like that!) Fossils of each of these races originated around the crater of Ethiopia at around the same time but seem to have diverged a lot on the evolution family tree you could say. Humans focused on surviving through tools, tech, and other...boring things, whereas Magi became one with magic! They gained an internal magic source from the 5 elements:
Air(caw, caw mother truckers!)
Earth(I’m the juggernaut!)
Water(Wassup brah, let’s catch some waves)
Solar(I. AM. THE SUUUUUUUUN!!~T. Sol)
Void(Brrr, give me all the Knowledge! I need me fix!)
These elements and magic itself for that matter makes the world what it is, and honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything! Well, save for the shadows. But then again, that’s what my friends and I are here for!
