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Legendary Magus Who Couldn't Use Magic

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WSA 2025, Fantasy Entry. Mason was born into a world brimming with magic, it's best possible era to live in, except he didn't have the ability to use magic whatsoever. A man wearing all black robes can be seen at a podium. "Magic, our purpose in this world has always been around it so why should we allow those who don't possess the ability to use it, to live." The Man speaks with a grim tone in his voice. The crowd chattered amongst themselves about the words they just heard. "What exactly are you proposing here?" Someone speaks up with a curious tone in their voice. "Death." The Man in black robes responds. Yes, death is what people without magic capabilities are sentenced to. It's a cruel sentence but not every continent, not every kingdom, or town agreed with this. Just the lands of Mythriel. But sometimes even those born without magic can be powerful. may rewrite the synopsis, may not. If you'd like to support the story, it would be much appreciated. How can one be a legendary magus without magic? Why don't you come along with us and find out?
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