
Magicanical, Prelude Just the BeginningMagicanical, Prelude by ~masterchief778
At first, the environment was pitch black, but then all of a sudden, I appeared in the middle of a warzone, hiding behind a ruined Panzer tank trying to reload my M4 assault carbine. The magazine was being jammed by something unseen inside the chamber. No matter what I did, I couldn't get it in. All around me, soldiers of both red and blue uniform fell to the ground as Death left six or seven bullets in each of their chests, legs or heads, but nobody could see where I was, no matter what, though every second or so I came in close contact with a stray bullet. It was as though I were a ghost

Magicanical, Ch. 1Chapter 1Magicanical, Ch. 1 by ~masterchief778
Realization of Destruction
All that went through my mind was power immeasurable power rushing throughout my body. I felt life return to my body and repair every amount of damage that the dark man had inflicted upon my mangled body but didn't I die? If not from the damage done to me physically, then from an overload of information in my brain, my death was inevitable. Could I have gone to heaven? And why was I feeling so terrible about going to heaven? Something inside me ran so cold and fearful for whatever reason it did. It made me sick, but ever more, I kept feeling all the power rushing through me, and I couldn't dr