Millante : Zama (English)

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Summary

The magic... Like most humans, I didn't believe it. But that was before my seventeenth birthday. That night when my life changed forever and my eyes opened to a new world. A universe where magic existed in every creature and in me more than in anyone else: I was a Millante. The only mage born every thousand years in Magientys with the ability to manipulate all forms of magic. The only mage who could free this world from the tyranny of the evil Arzela and keep the peace. While all Magientys rested it hopes on me, my heart remained attached to the world of humans, where in the shadows, magical creatures dominated, surrounded me. Perhaps I would have had a less tragic end if I hadn't insisted on oscillating between those two worlds. If only I had been able to be wary of appearances, to renounce love and friendship, to meddle only in my affairs. All I have left are my hatred and my memories that I go back in loop since that night...

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
24
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Prologue

I am cold... I am hungry... I am thirsty... However, I cannot satisfy any of these desires...


Plunged into darkness, I am completely alone. There is no soul living near me, no more than there is vegetation.  There are no floors under my feet, no more than there are skies above my head. It is only me and the darkness that envelops me...


Since I stopped crying about my fate and screaming loudly, the silence of my prison has been with me.  I don’t know how long I’ve been there.  Enough that my sadness turns into bitterness and my heart fills with anger and hatred for all those who betrayed me.  For all those whom I will avenge when I finally find my freedom. And I will find it again, I am certain!


Outside this place, there is still someone who seeks me and who will deliver me, because he really cares about me...


I don’t know if I should laugh or cry.  I had the potential to become the most powerful of mages, controlling all forms of magic, fell so low.  I was pushed out of the game before realizing that I was not the queen, but the pawn.  And now I can only wait for my only ally to fly to my rescue. Wait with my broken heart and my memories all more painful.  But what more could I have done to escape my doom?


Looking back, my life would have been much better and longer if magic had never been part of it.  Alas, the whole earth was defiled.  And if for seventeen years I had been able to live as a mere human, the world to which I belonged did not take long to remind me of the most horrible manners...