Arcane

As a child living on New Earth, I was amazed at the new inventions that people were coming up with.You looked at one direction and BOOM, there was a new invention making our lives easier and easier. I thought that there was no where else to go, that we had invented everything that we could possibly ever need to survive as a race. My dad was part of the galactic soldiers, which made me look up to him even more and miss him even more every time he left for war because I didn’t know if it was going to be the last time I was going to see him. I always had a picture of him handy because he told me that a picture can link us together as a family. These lessons that my father made me obsessed with justice, but also a way to keep us together.

 

At the age of 18, when I left y home to study elsewhere, I got news that my father had died. This devastated me and left me depressed for a while. This link between us made me convinced that there had to be a way to bring him back. After months of research I went to the planet of Algamor to study magic. It was a slow process, since it didn’t make much sense in my mind because I was a man based around science. By the end of around 5 years, I could cast spells such as teleportation and I could cast lighting from the palm of my hand. Unfortunately couldn’t find any spell that would be useful to bring back my father or any spell that was anything like Harry Potter spells, which is what I expected from magic originally.

 

I thought that maybe by increasing my skills I might be able to learn a spell from a major teacher. I tried to kiss up to some teachers until I got close enough to one of them. After working up the courage to finally ask, I asked him if I there was any type of spell or potion that could essentially bring people back from the dead. He told that there was no allowed way, but there was a way that could only be achieved through a forbidden magic known as black magic. This magic was outlawed by the galactic soldiers and the punishment for breaking the illegal type of magic was pretty severe.

 

I was conflicted after the teacher had passed on this information to me. I had to either choose between bringing my father back to life, or break all the teachings that my father had taught me, as well as go against the same organization that he had once worked in. Due to my depression after thinking about him, I was weak and decided that I had to bring him back or I could never forgive myself in the future. I lead to stealing a book from the forbidden library to learn these spells, but unfortunately I couldn’t learn anything that I found in the book. I had heard of a group of sorcerers that had worked with black magic in the past, so I set out to find them and learn from their ways.

 

I had to travel for a few months through the galaxy in order to find this alliance of sorcerers until I finally found them I a planet close to Earth. As I landed on the planet, I got hit with a tranquilizing spell and then I went on to wake up chained up and lacking all of my possessions except for my clothing. The room that I was located in was extremely dark, and the only thing that I could hear was heavy breathing. A deep voice then emerged from the darkness and I got asked the following question,

 

“What are you doing here?” the dark voice asked me, I responded with,

 

“I was looking for someone who could teach me the dark ways of magic.” I then proceeded, “I have already mastered regular magic and wanted to learn a new branch of magic.”

 

“Why do you want to learn this different branch?” The voice then proceeded to ask me.

 

“I would like to learn of a way to bring back a loved one.” I responded reluctantly

 

“Ahh, so you would like to learn necromancy from our organization,” the voice responded, “Well we can help you with that, but first we will need a blood sacrifice from you.”

 

“Why do you need blood from me?” I questioned.

 

“It is to tie you down to black magic and make sure that you aren’t here to shut us down.” he responded.

 

“All right, I’ll do it” I answered. I did it just to bring my dad back. I was then moved to a different room with a fountain in the middle of it. My hand was then taken with force and a line was cut on it. The blood then leaked into the fountain, and immediately my cut healed up but with a black line. I learned black magic pretty quickly after meeting my new professor. On my first day he severely burnt my face to show that black magic users can’t have any emotions or mercy. I then proceeded to try to hurt him back, and he congratulated me. He taught me to use my rage. After 2 years of this struggle to learn, I managed to bring back my father. When I brought him back he wasn’t the same, he didn’t show emotions or thought in general. He was there, but he wasn’t alive. I then proceeded to put him back in the ground with tears in my eyes. After this struggle, I went in search of someone who could unbind me from this curse that black magic had placed upon me. I finally found the Infinity Knights, who helped me fix myself up and and gave me a scarf to cover up my burnt face. I liked what they were doing in their group and wanted to help people as well, not only because I wanted justice and felt in debt to them, but also to make up for what I did and honor my father through my actions.