The morning sun slid lazily over the city skyline, painting the dorm windows gold. Inside, chaos brewed as usual.
“Tom. Jackson. Can you two not eat like feral wolves for once?” Selena scolded, holding her forehead.
Jackson looked up, cheeks puffed with food. “I’m multi-tasking—chewing and breathing!”
Tom smirked, waving a toast that was already on fire. “Breakfast with extra flavor.”
Sasha sighed, crossing her arms. “One day, the ‘extra flavor’ will burn this dorm down.”
Noir groaned from the corner. “Please don’t. I just finished fixing the kitchen after last time.”
Victor chuckled quietly, sipping his coffee beside Leo, but the humor didn’t reach his eyes. Daniel noticed that—their smiles weren’t real. They looked… burdened.
Before he could ask, Tom tugged him toward the table. “No brooding, hero-boy. Breakfast now, mysteries later.”
?? The Titans Return
The laughter didn’t last long.
Sirens blared across the city.
A digital broadcast flared to life in the dorm hallways—
“Unidentified magical entities detected—multiple Titans in the outskirts!”
Daniel was already on his feet. “Everyone, move!”
Eight shadows dashed across the sky, their magic signatures blazing like comets.
The outskirts of the city trembled. Six Titans loomed over the forest—grotesque and roaring.
Daniel raised his hand. “No holding back.”
Tom: “Flame Pillar!!”
He slammed his palm into the ground—fire surged upward like a volcano erupting, swallowing two Titans in pillars of roaring inferno.
Jackson: “Lightning Bolts Barrage!!”
He leapt onto a tree, his eyes crackling yellow, and hundreds of bolts rained from the heavens, each strike hitting with thunderous precision.
Noir: “Spatial Rend.”
A rift sliced through the air, clean and soundless. Space itself fractured—and three Titans’ bodies fell apart as if erased from existence.
Selena: “Steel Cutter.”
Threads shimmered from her fingertips, slicing through one Titan’s armor like silk through butter.
Sasha: “Time Disruption.”
She snapped her fingers—time capsules formed around two more Titans, their bodies aging centuries in seconds, crumbling to dust.
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Leo: “Boulder Blow!!”
His fist cracked the ground. The shockwave obliterated a Titan’s leg, sending it crashing backward.
Victor: “Psychic Beam.”
He raised his palm—an invisible ray tore through the field, vaporizing debris and the Titan’s torso alike.
Daniel: “Crimson Beam!!!”
A swirling red sphere formed between his hands. The air trembled.
With a roar, he unleashed it—pure destruction in motion.
The beam tore through the final Titan, leaving a burning line in the sky.
The battlefield fell silent.
The wind carried the scent of ash and magic.
Daniel wiped his forehead. “Does nobody else in the world even know how to use their magic yet?”
Tom laughed. “Yeah, like—has no one seen a fantasy movie before? We’re carrying this whole planet!”
Jackson nodded. “Exactly. What if Titans appear in another country? We can’t be in two places at once!”
Victor exhaled deeply. “You’re right… we can’t do this alone.”
Leo folded his arms. “We need more. More fighters. More mages.”
Victor looked up at the sky, his face turning thoughtful. “…Then it’s time.”
?? The Grand Council Reassembles
The Grand Council chamber was filled once more.
Politicians, scholars, generals, and mages from every nation sat around the glowing table.
Victor stood in the center, his presence sharp and commanding.
“It’s been days since the orb appeared and magic returned to our world,” he began, his voice echoing. “We told the people to train—to learn their gifts—but how many truly have?”
He turned toward the stern-faced council head, Rupert Stone.
“Only eight of us are actively training,” Victor continued. “The rest are still waiting for answers. That ends today.”
Mr. Stone nodded. “And your proposal?”
Victor’s eyes burned with conviction.
“We build Magic Schools—across every nation.”
A silence spread through the room.
Victor continued, “These schools won’t just teach magic—they’ll prepare humanity. We train students, warriors, scholars—every child must be ready. Because what’s coming won’t wait for us to understand it.”
Mr. Stone leaned forward. “And you think this will be enough?”
Victor’s voice hardened. “It has to be. While construction begins, everyone here must master their magic. Learn before you teach. Prepare before you preach.”
A ripple of determination filled the air.
The council members rose to their feet, their hesitation melting away into resolve.
“Then so be it. Let this era begin,” Stone declared.
Before leaving, he glanced back at Victor. “Dr. Victor… have you always been this loud? The Victor I knew was calm, gentle. You’re different now.”
Victor smiled faintly. “…I just want everything to be alright.”
Mr. Stone chuckled. “Mysterious as ever.”
?? A New Era Begins
By noon, the news had spread across every network, every phone, every radio.
“Global announcement: Magic Schools will be constructed worldwide. Citizens with awakened magic are encouraged to train and prepare. A new age begins.”
The eight stood atop their dorm rooftop, watching the world light up with hope.
Daniel smiled softly. “The Dawn of Magic… huh?”
Victor looked out into the distance. “Let’s make sure it lasts.”
?? In the Shadows…
Far away, across scorched lands and broken ruins, a massive figure stood.
The Greater Titan—the one who had watched silently before—smirked beneath the clouds.
“So… they want to build schools for magic now?” His voice was low, venomous.
He turned toward a cracked, obsidian altar pulsing with dark energy.
“Hmph. Let them dream. Soon, my LORD will awaken. And before that happens…”
His crimson eyes gleamed.
“I’ll erase those eight eyesores myself.”
The ground split beneath his feet as he vanished into the shadows—
and the true war began to stir.
End of Chapter 13
Chapter 14: The Spark of Progress — Preview ??
The city buzzed with energy as cranes and mages worked side by side — the first Magic Academy was finally under construction, and the world could feel history taking shape. Teachers from every region trained relentlessly, learning to stabilize their magic under the watchful eyes of Victor and Leo, whose calm precision inspired awe. Meanwhile, chaos brewed nearby — Daniel, Tom, and Jackson were “helping” with construction… by accidentally blowing up training dummies and setting off mini-explosions. “This is helping, right?” Tom shouted over the smoke. Victor just sighed, pinching his nose. Across town, Selena and Sasha, dressed casually for a peaceful shopping trip, suddenly froze — a heavy tremor shook the ground. Four Lesser Titans emerged from the street, roaring in unison. Without hesitation, the two unleashed elegance and fury; threads slashed and time bent, turning the city street into a silent, graceful battlefield. Back at the academy site, Daniel trained under Leo, learning to stabilize his crimson energy — finally creating a controlled burst instead of an explosion. “Crimson Flash!” he yelled, a beam slicing clean through a stone dummy without a single spark. The others cheered, though Jackson muttered, “Show-off.” The evening settled with laughter, the sound of construction echoing into the sunset — hope was returning. But far beyond the city walls, in the blackened wastelands, a hand rose from the sand — massive, trembling, alive. And a deep, rumbling voice whispered, “They’ve begun their preparations… then I shall begin mine.”
sorry for the delay! ?? This chapter was supposed to drop yesterday, but life decided to throw a few “Titans” my way too. Still, I didn’t want to rush it because Chapter 13 is a really special one — it marks the true beginning of the Magic Era. From chaos to creation, from battles to blueprints, our heroes are now shaping a world that’s learning to live with magic rather than fear it.
— Daiwik (Author of Son of Gods)

