Highschool Of The MoonLight Mages

Highschool Of The MoonLight Mages

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This is The Story Of the Deities That use magic Brought By a MoonStone Fragment that reacts to the Moon's Light and Absorb Its Power. From The Beginning There We're Gods. The Gods known as Deities Started Bring Miracles To Humans and the humans Worshipped them WholeHeartedly then One Day Humans Started To have Greed On Power They Started Killing The Gods/Deities To Gain Their Own Power. They Gained Power From The Springs That the Deities Stored Their Power there are more than 200+ Deities are surviving and hiding in this World. The Humans Started To call the Deities As Demon. Hence Starting A Demon Hunt.
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Long ago, when the world was young and humanity struggled against the forces of chaos, the gods intervened. They forged a sword, not as a weapon of destruction, but as a gift of hope. Each god poured a fragment of their essence into it-courage, wisdom, resilience, and strength. It's a sword meant for everything possible. For centuries, the blade lay hidden, waiting for the right moment to be discovered. It wasn't buried in gold or locked away in a grand vault-it rested quietly in the heart of the earth, untouched and unseen, until the time was right. When the first hand grasped the hilt, the sword came alive. Its surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, a promise of the power within. The one who found it didn't know the gods had shaped it, nor did they understand the weight of what they held. But the sword recognized them. It responded to their strength, their resolve, and their needs. As the blade cut through the darkness for the first time, it wasn't just its edge that brought change. It was the force behind it-the will to fight for survival, for something greater than fear. With every swing, the sword grew brighter, stronger, as if it fed not on blood but on purpose. Though the gods forged the blade, it wasn't theirs anymore. In that moment, it became part of humanity, a bond between the divine and mortal worlds. And for the one who wielded it, the sword was more than steel and magic-it was a companion, a guide, and a silent promise: you are not alone. Thus began the sword's journey, not just as a tool of battle, but as a symbol of what humanity could become. And though its path was just beginning, the gods knew it would go on, far beyond what even they could imagine. (this is my very first novel. I got my inspiration from a nail clipper)

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