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

Settling into the chair, Luke let out a quiet sigh as he reached for the plate left aside for him. Bread, eggs, and a bit of dried meat—simple, but after everything, it was enough to satisfy his hunger. He picked up a piece of bread, tearing it apart as Sister Maria, wiping her hands on her apron, sat across from him.

"You were up early," she said, her tone light but curious. "Off to meet an old acquaintance, you say?"

Luke nodded, chewing his food before replying.

"Yeah. Just tying up some loose ends before I leave."

At that, Ilyrana gave him a knowing smile from where she was stacking dishes.

"I see it went well," she mused, gesturing slightly toward his newly reinforced armour. "Eamon's work?"

"Of course," Luke said, tapping a knuckle against the plated section of his chest. "Good as new. He made some adjustments, though. Feels a little heavier, but I'll manage."

Sister Maria hummed thoughtfully, watching him eat.

A Morning Meal and Familiar Faces