Chapter 876: The Taste Of Origin Magic [Part 3]

Chapter 876: The Taste Of Origin Magic [Part 3]



Forty years ago, Sofia, who hailed from a Magical Family, dreamed of exploring the wonders of Magic.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Unfortunately, her dream of becoming part of the Magical World didn't open its doors to her.

Why?

Why was such an innocent dream not realized?

It was because even though she was born from a Magical Family, she was someone whom the magical world referred to as a Dud.

Duds were Wizards and Witches who barely had any magical power in their bodies. The kind that, even if they could cast magic, it was faulty at best.

Even so, she still decided to follow her dream and enrolled in Nightfall Academy.

She might be a Dud, but she had learned to cast at least simple spells, like summoning a small light that was just as strong as the light from a small candle.

In her mind, she believed that if she worked hard enough, if she endured hard enough, and if she grit her teeth hard enough, one day, she would be able to break the limitations that bound her mortal vessel.

But the prize of the hard work she put in while she was at Nightfall Academy was discrimination, bullying, and ridicule.

The four years she spent in the academy were the most miserable years of her life.

Her family didn't want anything to do with her.

Her teachers gave up on her.

Friends? She had a handful, but even they dared not help her whenever the stronger Witches treated her like a slave.

Desperate and hurt deeply, she tried to find a solution by studying Dark Magic and any kind of Forbidden Magic.

Simply put, Sofia had been pushed to despair that she was willing to sell her soul to the devil in exchange for the power she wished for.

Unfortunately, no Angel, Demon, or Devil answered her call, leaving her alone in a world where people like her were shunned by those with power.

After graduating from the academy, she spent twenty years scouring the Shire Continent for any ancient texts or artifacts that might help Duds like her.

She wanted to become their beacon, their hope, their Messiah.

That being who would allow the Duds to raise their heads high and take revenge on those who had looked down on them, those who had hurt them, and those who had humiliated them, almost forcing them to commit suicide out of desperation.

Beaten and broken, Sofia accidentally stumbled into an ancient dwelling that was protected by Ancient Firbolg Magic.

It was a place where no Wizards, Witches, or any Magical Creatures could enter due to the strong protection that barred their way.

It was a place left untouched for hundreds of years, and as Sofia explored this ancient dwelling, she came across the Black Cauldron of the Firbolgs.

"Do you want power?"

That was the question that the Black Cauldron had asked of her the moment her hands touched its surface.

The answer to this question was an easy Yes.

"Then I will help you gain the power you wish for. In exchange, you will free me from the seal that binds me."

Sofia didn't care what kind of creature was sealed inside the Cauldron.

Three months later, she not only gained the power she wished for but also regained her youth.

Ironically, the first person who thwarted her plan was none other than a Dud, who was now looking at her with a glare.

"Join me, Ethan," Sofia repeated. "I will give you what you want. Power, influence, and

women."

The smile on Sofia's face widened.

"Lots of women. All the women you want—including these girls, who have become mere dolls now that they have lost their spark of magic."

Ethan gently placed Samantha on the ground behind him and stood between her and the Witch, who believed that she had everything under her control.

"I won't join you," Ethan replied. "Give the Witches their powers back and surrender

yourself."

A deep and long sigh escaped Sofia's lips before she shook her head helplessly. "Ethan, My Dear Prince, I really don't want to hurt you," Sofia smiled. "You and I are the

same. You're still young and full of dreams. But soon, you will understand that in the Wizarding World, only those who wield Magic have the right to speak."

Sofia snapped her fingers, and countless small fireballs hovered around her body.

"I'll ask you one more time," Sofia stated. "Join me, and we will rule this world together."

Ethan turned around and knelt down to look at Samantha's eyes.

"Samantha, I don't know if it will work, but can I ask a favor?" Ethan asked.

"Okay,” Samantha replied weakly. "Anything for you, Ethan."

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"I know that this is a bit sudden, but I need to kiss you.'

"... Okay."

Samantha nodded.

She thought that Ethan must've felt as though he was going to die, so he wanted to share a

kiss with her before that happened.

Although she was surprised about his request, she agreed to it. Even if she was going to turn

to one of the lifeless dolls who were under Sofia's control, she would like to have at least one

wonderful memory that she could carry with her to the afterlife.

Sofia giggled and didn't do anything to stop this touching scene.

She found Ethan to her liking, and even now, she didn't wish to hurt him.

'I'll make him understand sooner or later that being with me is the right choice,' Sofia thought. 'Once he's tasted an Origin Crystal, he will have no choice but to follow me for life." Under Sofia's gaze, which was filled with amusement, Ethan pressed his lips on Samantha's and gave the young lady a long and passionate kiss that made her young and despairing heart

skip a beat.