Aki_Kure

Lucas "Luke" Chandler is a master of illusion, but his magic is all about sleight of hand and clever tricks, not real sorcery. In a twist of fate, Luke finds himself transported to a world where magic is genuine and powerful. Hailed as a great magician, Luke must use his wits and skills to keep up the charade and survive in this fantastical realm.

As Luke navigates his new life, hilarity and danger follow him at every turn. From outsmarting people to dodging magical creatures, he must continually perform the ultimate illusion: convincing everyone that he possesses true magical power. Amidst the adventure, Luke grapples with his identity and the constant threat of being exposed as a fraud.

In a world where magic is real, Luke discovers that the greatest power might just be his unique ability to blend illusion with reality.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events and incidents are the product of the author's imagination and his only. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Heavy language is used in the story. Blood, gore, violence and sexual acts are also depicted in the story.

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The World Greatest Magician Is A Fraud

The severed hand of King Eroan lay on the cold, blood-slicked floor, a grim reminder of Ilyrana's strike. For a brief moment, the hall was silent except for the shallow gasps of the wounded and the distant echoes of steel clashing in the palace. Then, a roar erupted from King Eroan, shaking the walls with its fury.

"Kill her! Take her down now!" he bellowed, his voice a mix of pain and rage. His good hand clenched tightly, the stump of his wrist still bleeding but bound by a hasty cloth wrap.

His words sent a ripple through his forces. Sentinels and Wardens who had been unoccupied turned as one, focusing solely on Ilyrana. Swords were drawn, spears levelled, and magic-free tactics were employed with precision and deadly intent.

Ilyrana readied her blade, her stance firm despite the onslaught heading her way. This was no longer a moment of observation—she was now part of the chaos.

The Princess Takes the Blade