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Arcane Ascension: The Technomancer’s Legacy

Elias Graham was just an engineer—a university student obsessed with technology, innovation, and solving problems. But when he is suddenly summoned to a war-torn world where magic reigns and science is nothing more than a forgotten relic, he quickly realizes that survival demands more than just knowledge.

Branded as an outsider, Elias struggles against a society that sees him as weak, especially when he discovers his mana reserves are nearly nonexistent. But while others cast spells and wield swords, Elias builds. Armed with nothing but his intellect and whatever scrap he can scavenge, he begins forging his own path to power—creating a war armor that fuses magic and technology.

But the deeper he delves into this world, the more secrets he uncovers. The ruling Academy, which controls all knowledge of magic, fears technology—and for good reason. Beneath ancient ruins lie remnants of the Vanguard, a lost civilization that once stood at the pinnacle of both science and sorcery. And within those ruins, Elias discovers a chilling truth: he is not the first Technomancer.

With war looming between the Academy and forces beyond the stars, Elias must race against time to unearth the secrets of Project Genesis, unlock the power of the legendary war armor, and fight enemies who see him as either a threat or a savior. As his inventions evolve, so too does the battlefield—pushing him from a lone engineer into a commander, and ultimately, the only one who can stand between humanity and extinction.

But history has a habit of repeating itself.

The last Technomancer failed.

Elias refuses to.

In a world where magic dominates, he will rise as the first warrior of science.

The question is—will he change the world, or will the world break him first?

Arcane Ascension: The Technomancer's Legacy

The massive doors of Solmara groaned as they fully opened, revealing a dark and dust-covered hallway beyond. The air inside was stale and heavy, carrying the faint scent of metal and age-old magic. Elias and his team stepped forward cautiously, their footsteps echoing through the ancient fortress.

Reinhardt grinned, gripping his hammer. "This place is huge."

Cecilia whistled. "And untouched. You'd think someone would have tried to loot it by now."

Kierian's glowing eyes scanned the interior. "Few have ever made it this far. And those who did… never returned."

Lira groaned. "Oh great, fantastic. Just once, I'd like to explore a place that isn't potentially cursed."

Marco adjusted his glasses. "Technically, we don't know that it's cursed. Just—historically dangerous."

Lira shot him a look. "That is not better."

Elias ignored their banter, focusing on the massive stone pillars lining the hallway. Engraved along their surfaces were etched symbols, the same kind of intricate designs found on the fortress gates. They weren't just decorative—they were historical records.

Ivy ran a hand along the wall, brushing away dust. "This place was meant to last. Even after centuries, the structure is still intact."

Kierian nodded. "The Vanguard did not build things to crumble."

Elias stopped in front of a large mural, stretching across one side of the hallway. It depicted armored warriors wielding weapons that didn't seem entirely magical—blades and gauntlets infused with energy, massive siege weapons that looked far too advanced for their time.

He exhaled. "This… this is what we came for."

Marco stepped closer, his eyes scanning the engravings. "These aren't just decorations. They're blueprints."

Elias's mind raced. The Obsidian Vanguard wasn't just a warrior faction—they were engineers, inventors, pioneers of technology in a world that rejected it. If they could find their designs, they could finally bridge the gap between magic and science in a way no one had ever done before.

But as he ran his fingers over the symbols, a sudden shift in the air made him stop.

Ivy turned sharply. "Did you feel that?"

A faint pulse of energy rippled through the fortress, like a heartbeat waking from centuries of slumber.

Kierian's expression darkened. "The fortress… knows we are here."

Lira took a step back. "Excuse me?"

Before anyone could react, the walls began to glow, symbols lighting up with a soft golden hue. The floor beneath them shifted, dust shaking loose as something deep within the fortress activated.

A distant rumbling sound echoed through the halls.

Cecilia tensed. "I don't like that."

Elias's gauntlet hummed, reacting to the energy around them. "Whatever's waking up, it's big."

Then, from the depths of the fortress, came a sound like grinding metal—slow, deliberate, alive.

Marco swallowed. "So, uh… we're not alone?"

Kierian exhaled. "No. We are not."

The fortress of Solmara had awakened.

Chapter 45: Into the Heart of Solmara