I STUDIED A BORING LESSON TO GAIN COOL POWERS
I tried to decipher the old tome at our house with the help of the book a borrowed at the library. This better be worth it. The membership fee of the library is too expensive, not that I really know the value of their currency. I realized that the tome is not just a regular dusty old book, it is a grimoire, an ancient spell book of the light elves. It has no title though. How did this book ended up here in this house?
I browsed the bookshelf thinking that it might give me the answers but found nothing. I searched the other books but none seems to have any connection with the old tome. The other books might just be some sort of decorations or something to hide the most interesting thing in this smelly basement—the weird old tome that teaches you magic.
I almost gave up when one of the small books fell on the floor. I picked it up and was shocked about what I just saw. It was an old photo of my grandfather with other people I don’t know, but I recognized one of them, the elf from my dreams that is talking with the elf manager about his research. What is he doing with my grandpa? Maybe he can give me some answers, but how and where can I find him?
Realizing that I’m getting nowhere thinking about the picture, I put the photo inside my pocket and started working on deciphering the book again. The book is actually a collection of different books written by different authors, some of them are actual light elves, though the later generations of elves that also read this book added some changes and modifications to the information and spells. It’s like some sort of mixed diaries and journals of different authors.
There is a message in the first chapter that is written in a different handwriting, suggesting that it was written by another person.
It states that though the spells here are very powerful, they are also unrefined. The spells created by the light elves relies on exertion of a huge amount of magical energy and hard to control, in other words, the spells are too primitive. Though it haven’t been a problem for light elves since they have a huge amount of magical energy at their disposal, blessed by mana as they were often described, so they focus more on the raw power of the spells rather than its efficiency.
But it was a very huge problem on the next generation of elves because they have less affinity to magic.
The other races of elves lose magical energy faster so they modified the spells in this book, which I can assure you, is no easy task. Understanding the spells alone is already hard for a high elven scholar, which is the closest race we can go to the light elves. They changed less than the other races of elves so they still possess the divine blood of Vharasil, god of light and all that is pure, creator of the light elves.
The first chapter was all about the history of the light elves, their culture, religion and magical discoveries. It mostly emphasize about the two original gods of the elven pantheon. Vharasil, lord of light, order and purity, and his brother Ixrius, lord of darkness, chaos and all that is impure. They were described as rivals and symbolizes contradiction. Light and dark, good and evil, order and chaos. But many scholars claim that it was false, that they were never enemies but those scholars were burned by both the light and the dark elves, because both races didn’t want to abandon their old beliefs.
The dark elves are the creations of Ixrius, formed in the likeness of his image, dark and impure. The light elves on the other hand, were created by Vharasil to suit his image of a superior race that will someday reign over Alfheim, the realm of the elves, then conquer the other realms in the material plane to bestow order upon all the other creatures.
The light elves were supposed to be pure, so Vharasil taught them their very first spell, Catharsis. It is a spell that purges the mind, body and soul of the creature or object the spell was cast upon. It was so powerful and dangerous that it can pierce both flesh and spirit of both the caster and its target, so the light elves tried to adjust it, weakening the effects of the spell but they failed, they just learned magic after all.
They only use Catharsis as a way to know who is worthy of the ascension, a process of turning themselves into pure light elves. The ones who survive were treated and seen as demigods, but most don’t. The Catharsis was just too powerful for them, ripping their bodies and souls apart. The fragments of their souls were collected and absorbed by the survivors. They can’t use the spell frequently though, as it drains a huge amount of magic from the caster even though light elves have large amount of magical energy. Instead they just tried to create less powerful spells from the magical structure of the original spell.
While studying Catharsis, the light elves discovered that magic is like a series of threads that exist everywhere in the universe, and by weaving those threads into different patterns you can create spells. That was a groundbreaking discovery and marked the era of sorcery and spellcasting which were called spellweaving back then.
The very first elven mages were priests and clerics since they have the most connection with their god and the spiritual plane, the magical plane was not yet created so the people used to draw their magical energy from the spiritual plane. Decades after the discovery, the gods decided to ban the mortals from accessing the powers from the spiritual plane because some mages from the other realms discovered a way to feed on the souls of the fallen and became corrupted.
The gods created the magical plane so that mortals can still use magic to cast spells, though some people still draw their power from the spiritual through a different way, this type of magic is called Soul magic and by using it means that you are invoking the wrath of the gods. But not all gods are against this, some even help their followers draw power from the spirit realm because some gods cannot lend their powers to their followers directly.
The next chapter was about accessing the magical plane, it was written by a light elf cleric of Vharasil and states that he is writing this chapter three centuries after the gods banned the mortals from the magical plane. He illustrated the process of accessing the realm of magic and different ways to use magical energy without casting spells. He also warns the readers about the dangers of gaining access to the magical plane if the caster lacks control, the sudden surge of a large amount of magical energy might tear your flesh apart.
There are illustrations of some runes that can help you draw more power from the magical plane and make magical energy easier to control. I decided to try one of them and to start practicing magic. I chose the rune that is easiest to draw since I am not very good at drawing things, and it was stated in the book that even the slightest failure in accuracy might cause the spell to not work, in the best case scenario.
The one I chose is a sort of rune that connects your soul directly into the magical plane, it’s one of the easiest and most effective way of drawing magic, its power varies on the type of materials used to draw the rune and the caster’s mastery over the spell. I just used a black marker so I think it’s not going to be that powerful. I hope so because I don’t want the basement to explode or something. I checked all even the smallest details so I don’t have draw another one all over again.
I placed my hand on the rune as stated in the book and started reading the incantations on the page. The incantations are a bit hard to speak, it is like reading some sort of ancient gibberish. I decided to practice pronouncing the words in the incantations first, since the spell might not work if I failed to pronounce the words properly. After a while I can finally speak the incantations clearly. I started the ritual again. I focused and remembered all the tips stated in the book.
Nothing happened, I expected some sort of glow or something. I checked the rune again, it is the exact same thing as the one inside the book. I grabbed the book to see my mistakes clearly but it sprang out of my hands as soon as my fingers touch it. I was shocked and stared at my fingers, some sort of strings with bluish glow are connected to each of my fingertips. I tried to move my hand and the shelf flew into the opposite side of the room, making a very loud sound. The threads. I remembered how the author described the invisible magical threads that can only be seen every time you draw magical energy. I moved it again but it vanished, it’s gone now. Then someone opened the door.