World Magic.
It's something that you can achieve when you reach the true essence of your own magic. When you understand the concepts of magic to the point where magic loves you.
It's something that needs sheer will and a pure connection to your magic with no other thoughts.
Only one in a million people are capable of creating their own World Magic. It is that rare.
Practice can't take you there. You will need talent. But that won't be enough as well. You will need the capability to take your magic as your own. It's hard to put it into words really, but in simple terms…
You need to own your magic and take complete control over it.
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[Anna's POV!]
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We have seen a lot of things in our lives. Living life as if it were our last every day, hoping to find a place which we could call home someday.
Sister suffered a lot, and I suffered standing along with her. We were each other's salvation.
Our mother, who is sleeping half the time because of her disease, spent the rest half training herself in hopes of finding a cure for us. We travelled, but we were never together… It's a rather sad story.
'I don't hate mother though,' I thought as I saw the man responsible for putting us through the misery we were in. The guy we were searching for a long time. Our father, Yemir, the Crazy Manipulator.
While my sister remembers most of the things about father, I have only faint memories of him.
So, I often wondered how I would feel when I would meet him. Will I curse and shout at him for the curse that plagued me, us? Or will it be the misery he had put us in?
I wondered if he would be disgusted to see us. Or will he mock us for our existence? Or perhaps he would just ignore us like a rock on the side of the road.
Though contrary to my expectations, it was none of that. He was smiling… as if he was relieved of something heavy. He looked at Leena and me with pure joy.
It wasn't that creepy smile that most people give us as if we were an object, but something far kinder… just what is that smile of his? He should be incapable of such emotion.
And while I stood there wondering, lost in my own thoughts, I then felt my hand gripped tighter than before. It was Leena who was standing beside me.
And it wasn't our father that she was looking at us, but the two people who were talking with each other. From her looks, she seems afraid, though I do not feel any fear of any sort here.
'Mr. Wesker did say that I won't face any problem here because of what I was going through all my life… perhaps it's because of that I don't have any ill effects,' I thought as I looked at others standing with fear stricken expressions.
And the guy in question walked forward, gathering all the attention around towards him.
'Mr. Wesker?'
Just like that skeletal guy and Master Morpheus, he too walked without any fear within him. His eyes were rather calculating, as always.
'Master Morpheus looks rather handsome.' I also noticed that he wasn't covered in darkness anymore.
I wonder what will happen next.
"Array Magic: Singularity of Fates!" Mr Wesker spoke with a rather smirky smile.
Perhaps because I could feel the mana much better than before, I could see what Mr. Wesker actually did.
Fine threads.
Threads that spread throughout the arrays of paper began swirling around the entire area, connecting everything in the vicinity.
Whether it was the arrays that began swirling around, or was it the people or the buildings? Even Master Morpheus and that skeletal guy. They were all connected with threads of different colors.
And then moments later, I saw the same illusion of me that guided me here. Mr. Wesker already told us we should follow our own guidelines to the very end. If we can do that, we will all get what we want.
'Pretty sure everyone else is the same,' I nodded before mumbling as I looked at that illusion creating 14 fireballs that it controlled before throwing it at a random place within the space in front of me.
"Umu."
And then I created 14 fire balls with a single thought in the air, before adding a rotation to it and then throwing it in the same direction where I was guided to.
-Whoosh!
-Whoosh!
And then the fight, which was paused before, suddenly started again as Mr. Morpheus fought against the skeletal guy.
The skeletal guy used a weird magic that created mirrors and cracks all over the area. Though what was even weird was that the space and the cracks were interconnected.
More like a wide ranged controlled space magic that connected each and every place.
-Whoosh!
-BOOOM!!!
And what was even more fierce was the fact that Mr. Morpheus was fighting against that skeletal guy without holding back even still.
"[ARRAY CREATIONS: WORLDS APART EQUILIBRIUM]!!" And father shouted as he released an insane amount of mana and began creating arrays in the surrounding air.
"[Forgotten Witchcraft: Remembrance]!" And Master Rosalyn, the red-haired witch, did the same as her body began exploding with fierce fire energy.
As if by chain reaction, everyone began releasing their strongest power at the same time. And then a few moments later, I realized why they were doing it.
It was because the illusion showed them so. Because my illusion was showing me something as well.
And without any hesitation, I gave a deep look at the 'Anna' who was in front of me and collected all the mana within the center of my heart.
It wasn't magic that I had used before. It was of a magnitude that I had never reached before. But still… if Mr. Wesker thinks I can do it, then let's give it a try…
And then…
With joy and tears. Sadness and fear. With emotions that I contained within me for years. With everything I got held up within me… I shouted at the top of my lungs…
"[WORLD MAGIC: LET THERE BE LIGHT]!!!!!"
As if it were the closest thing I could think of.