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 The group moved steadily through the bustling dirt roads of the village, the earlier chaos of the field left behind. Adam walked at the front, his gaze fixed ahead, while Sophia, Yami, Eric, and George followed close behind. The faint murmur of village life surrounded them—the clatter of wooden wheels on uneven paths, the distant laughter of children, and the occasional calls of traders hawking their wares. Adam's thoughts, however, were elsewhere. His steps were steady, but his mind churned with questions. He could feel it—the faint tingle in his body, the inexplicable surge of energy from earlier. How did I recover so quickly? he wondered. His mana, which had been completely depleted, now seemed to have returned, if only partially. A daring thought crossed his mind, one that sent a thrill of anticipation through him. Why not test it? Adam's dark eyes flicked ahead, narrowing as he spotted a small crowd gathered near the village's marketplace. It was a modest area, but li...

Adam's breath hitched as Sophia's words echoed in his ears. He stared at her, disbelief clear on his face. For a moment, the world around him seemed to stand still. Then, almost instinctively, he pushed himself upright, standing so quickly that even he was startled. "I can move again?" Adam muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with astonishment. His gaze dropped to his hands, flexing his fingers experimentally. The strength that had drained from his body earlier now seemed to have returned fully. As if mirroring his inner state, the dark storm clouds overhead began to dissipate, retreating from the sky like smoke blown away by an unseen wind. Within seconds, the sun's rays pierced through, casting warm light over the meadow once again. Adam glanced upward, watching the black clouds vanish. He wasn't the only one who noticed. "Oh!" Sophia exclaimed, shading her eyes with one hand as she looked up. "They're completely gone. How strange…...

The sky had been calm just moments ago, the sun shining brightly over the vast meadow, but now it was cloaked in darkness. Thick black clouds churned and spread across the heavens, casting an ominous shadow over the land below. The air was charged, crackling with an energy that felt almost alive. And at the center of it all stood Adam. From his outstretched hand, a blinding white light erupted, a brilliant streak of lightning surging upward with a deafening roar. The raw power was overwhelming, and the sound reverberated through the air like the earth itself was groaning in protest. The lightning bolt tore into the sky, shattering the calm and igniting the clouds. Jagged streaks of electricity danced wildly through the darkness, illuminating the stormy expanse with bursts of intense light. The once tranquil meadow was now transformed into a spectacle of nature's fury. Adam stood frozen, his eyes wide with shock as he watched the chaos unfold above him. His heart pounded in his ches...

Adam stood there, the wind brushing against his face as he tried to steady his racing thoughts. A fire burned in his chest—a mix of excitement and determination. His fists were clenched tightly at his sides, his eyes shining with a newfound resolve."I'll live this life to the fullest," he had promised himself only moments ago. But now, something else—a thought, a memory—was clawing its way into his consciousness. Magus Tower. The words surfaced suddenly, and Adam's eyes lit up with wonder. He whispered to himself, almost breathlessly, "So… there's a Magus Tower here? That's so cool!" The idea of a place where magicians trained and performed great feats ignited his imagination. Stories of mages wielding power beyond comprehension, of sorcery that could bend reality itself, flooded his mind. A grin spread across Adam's face, and his heart pounded with excitement."I'll become a magician too—just like them!" he declared, his voice brimm...

The air was still, carrying a faint breeze across the vast grassland. The blades of grass were so short and delicate that they seemed no taller than a man's fingers, fluttering gently under the caress of the wind. The sprawling field stretched endlessly in every direction, devoid of life or movement, except for a single tree standing atop the highest point of the meadow. It was a magnificent tree—massive and commanding, its thick trunk rooted firmly into the earth as though it had been there since the beginning of time. Its branches spread outward like the arms of a giant, creating an umbrella of shadow over the ground beneath it. The sunlight poured down unrelentingly from the clear blue sky, high above—the sun's position marking the heart of midday. Yet, under the tree's canopy, the ground was cool, serene, and untouched by the harsh rays of the sun. And there, lying directly beneath the sprawling tree, was a boy. He appeared to be about fifteen years old. His black hair ...

  What happened when language became the ultimate weapon in a world of magic and conflict.  English is the Language of Magic" – Follow Adam, an ordinary young man teleported into a magical world ruled by warring forces: the Mage Tower and the Sword Plains.  Discover his journey as he uncovers his unique ability to wield both magic and swordsmanship, a feat unheard of in this mystical realm.  Action, intrigue, and adventure await as Adam navigates the chaos and discovers the power of words New chapter every day. To read 10 extra chapters go to my patreon page. https://www.patreon.com/c/AlphaBoss169 Tags - Action, Adventure, extension world-building, light-novel, Litrgb, wars...etc.