--------------------------Realms of Chaotic Magic-------------------------

I should've listened, I should've listened, have I said I should've listened? Well I should've listened and the reasoning is difficult to explain yet what I have to say must be known, for no soul shall go through this. For me to explain I must start from the beginging.

This is my beginging. Who am I you must be asking, yet no need to ask. Who I am is Char, or atleast what is left me is Char. At a young age I have been addicted to books explaining of ancient magic. These books are said to be true, yet is full of the good magic. Does bad magic even exist? No it shouldnt, or else this information would be in these books. The reasoning you never hear of harmful magic is because long ago when Magicians existed they had created scrolls. All magicians had found the power within these scrolls are stronger than any human, and the only one who can live with this magic were to have dragonblood.  These scrolls were only to be found when the time is right, yet I found this ancient scroll when time was actually wrong. With anyone who studied the forbidden magic were to experience pains no man has ever felt. I was only 14 when I started searching for scrolls containing magical spells, and I sure found what there was to look for. Taking these scrolls home with me, I started to learn this forbidden magic. This magic is amazing, I can create light from nothing, float in midair, and  I could turn into anybody I wanted to at any time. Punishment is to come, for magic forbidden to any non-dragonblood man. This all started when the nausia came, I went insane. Hearing things behind me, seeing strange men wearing silk robes, and also the dreams. Dreams of falling too fast, and the feeling of your skin being pulled off of your body, also dreams of holding a crystal that consumed me for who I was. I wanted to study more to see if I  could heal these problems, in which I learned there's no way to reverse what I have started. My magic abillities seem to grow stronger, spells seem to last longer. As I do more spells, my energy drains. When I run out of energy bad things happen. This is what happened to me, I ran out of energy. First experience I had of lack of energy was when casting a light spell.  This spell did not just create a source of light, this also caused me to be engulfed in flames screaming for help. After a few times running out of energy I was sent to a strange realm full of creatures bigger than a skyscrapper. My body was slowly disenegrating. I need to wrap things off because my hand is starting to disenergrate, I lost my tongue so far and when it started to disenegrate, there were also purple bubblles boiling with horrifying taste. I have enough energy to send this message back to where I used to live. This is my goodbye. Goodbye.




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