PoorPoet

He awoke in a familiar world—one that had been utterly transformed.

The school he once knew had become an academy of arcane arts, where students were trained not in science and math, but in the mysterious forces of magic. The goal? To become powerful magicians.

Beyond the city walls, magical beasts and monstrous creatures roamed freely, preying on humans and spreading fear.

Technology and logic had given way to spells and sorcery. Yet, in this new world, some things had not changed: he was still at the bottom of society. A poor student with a struggling father and a stepsister bound to a wheelchair.

But then he discovered something extraordinary.

While most could only master a single element of magic—fire, water, wind, or earth—he was different.

He was a Dark Magi.

The Dark Magi's Ascension

<p>"So that brat has managed to kill an army of Queen Velissa III in the talent awakening ceremony court in another kingdom." I smiled with my green eyes turned red in colour. I placed my hand on my forehead, and there was some excitement rising from my heart. I started to rub my head in excitement, my heart kept beating faster and faster. " He must have used the dark avalanche Spell against them, but he still needs more strength to defeat them more in advance. How did he avoid the knights? They were also skilled more in fighting close combat…."</p>

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