The delicate balance of the arcane
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 24m
Ongoing, First published Sep 24, 2024
The magic of old is fading away, with only a few practitioners left. Now witches and wizards are a thing of the past and have been replaced by mages. Their magic although very useful is soulless and is removed from the natural world. The world of spirits, fairies, and creatures, and plants born from magic. Many things have been forgotten, only remembered by the last witches.
The witches despise the new form of magic and the mages feel the same towards old magic.
The witches feel that the mages have forgotten the true meaning of magic. Meanwhile, the mages feel that the old ways are outdated and impractical.  But is there a chance for both forms of magic to coexist together?
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Soul

8 parts Ongoing Mature

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