Magic System

 

There are big glassy boxes; once you put someone inside, they will have a clone outside with superpowers. Many of the participants die, due to having inner colors out of the 3 main colors. Powers vary depending on which color of smoke manifests from them. And each power can be used separately. Before activating power mode, a cloak appears on them correlated with the color of the smoke they used. Once someone is put inside, it will take days until the clone is created outside. Waiting for the participant to inhale all the smoke and turn it into the color they have.

Obsidian boxes can only support the 3 main colors. But fulgurite boxes can support any color except the 3 main colors. Tektite glasses, can bring out the dead and make you immortal. Boxes are kept in otherworldly chambers and have a call to use them. The call is constructed with the box while it’s made. The call can make it disappear, appear, and even shatter itself. The one who knows the call will inevitably pass the call to the closest blood-related of the person they know, or the person who killed them.

It is said that whoever uses the magic, will pay with his soul to the god of power in the afterlife. Magic was cast to the world by the god of power as a trick to lure people in, take their souls, and become stronger to take other gods.

The ultimate goal of creating the guild of mages is balancing the chaos, controlling power, and having everything under plan and discipline. They see Valashi as

 

Arevatt

Arevattsel Dark

Arevattein Red

Arevattima White

Arevattiv Green

Averattis Blue

 

Maselisivein

 

Green: (The hider)

Reacting to water

Glowing

Objects passing through them

Faster movements and more mobility

 

Blue: (The reviser)

Shattering surfaces with a touch

Rebuilding broken stuff with a touch

Making a surface glow with a touch

Restoring one witnessed action with the cause/causes it created. One action cannot be restored in succession. The only restorable action is the last one witnessed.

 

Red: (The fighter)

Super strength

Durability in any environmental condition

A second clone with no magical powers but can have any cloak color. The given objective to the second clone has to be executed to be changed. If the objective is restored by the reviser, the objective cannot be changed until executed. The fighter can communicate with the second clone through sleep. A second clone is created by putting the box into a second box. Only the fighters are strong enough to go through this process. The third clone will be weaker, and thus useless.

If the first clone gives the call of their box/boxes to the second clone, once they die their calls will get back to you. If the second clone gets his own box, after they die the box gives its call to the first clone. If the clone gets someone else’s call, once they die the call will transfer to the killer.

 

Dark: (The shadow)

A shadowy dragon that can darken a place with smoke it breathes

Hunting dreams if he knows who the person is and where he/she is

Flashing from one place to another when he swings his sword fast toward a target              

 

 

What powers do I want to have?

Shattering the earth

Going to the moon

Teleporting

Snow

Jumping to surfaces

Controlling emotions

Trembling the sky

Controlling what rains from the sky

Controlling the weather

New elements

Dark energy

Glowing sword

Battle techniques

Summoning spirits

Void magic

Celestial magic




Arevatt

Arevattsel Dark

Arevattein Red

Arevattima White

Arevattiv Green

Averattis Blue

 

Maselisivein or the other way around

 

Green: (The hider) Arrevattiv

Reacting to water

Glowing

Objects passing through them

Faster movements and more mobility

 

Blue: (The reviser) Arrevattis

Shattering surfaces with a touch

Rebuilding broken stuff with a touch

Making a surface glow with a touch

Restoring one witnessed action with the cause/causes it created. One action cannot be restored in succession. The only restorable action is the last one witnessed.

 

Red: (The fighter) Arrevatein

Super strength

Durability in any environmental condition

A second clone with no magical powers but can have any cloak color. The given objective to the second clone has to be executed to be changed. If the objective is restored by the reviser, the objective cannot be changed until executed. The fighter can communicate with the second clone through sleep. A second clone is created by going through the box for the second time. Only the fighters are strong enough to go through this process. The third clone will be weak, and thus useless.

If the first clone gives the call of their box/boxes to the second clone, once they die their calls will get back to the first clone. If the second clone gets his own box, after they die the box gives its call to the first clone. If the second clone gets someone else’s call, once they die the call will transfer to the killer.

 

Dark: (The shadow) Arrevatsel

A shadowy dragon that can darken a place with smoke it breathes

Hunting dreams if he knows who the person is and where he/she is

Flashing from one place to another when he swings his sword fast toward a target. It only works in the dragon’s smoke. And it works 3 swings per time.

 

White: (The life) Arrevatima

Immortal

 

Merging the boxes:

Merging the boxes can start from red or white.

 


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