A poor child's magic

[Chas]

Found seven deckmaster cards laying in the grass, along the sidewalk someone left there in my hometown, the names of the characters for each of the seven cards I found are; my pure-hearted friends: Pharagax Giant, Satyr Wayfinder, Aspect of Hydra, Sudden Storm, Weight of the Underworld, Ashiok's Adept, and Retraction Helix. It has inspired me to study magic furthermore. bye.

[Pant Leg Eater from the Bad World]

wat

[Mirage]

That's interesting.

[Psychotic]

Canon Albus Dumbledore origin story confirmed.

[Lone Wolf Leonhart]

You're not even going to try to sell me anything?

I love it when the bots come in and all they have to offer is a story to read. They're not even trying to get you to go anywhere else.

[Shorty]

Hey, atleast he made a clever title.

[Sephiroth]

I hate it when a story ends prematurely. I officially declare this one non-canonical to reality.

[blackmage_nuke]

This sounds like the start of a cartoon/anime

[Kalevala]

Can this be the start of the next great EoFF fanfic?

[Ayen]

Thank you! I've been looking everywhere for them.

[Alive-Cat]

But what if someone had left those cards there because they knew your destiny and wanted to change it and prevent you from reaching your full potential? Now you're going to be a magician but you could of invented a new hi-tech type of toaster that also sends emails and is an alarm clock

[Ayen]

But what if someone had left those cards there because they knew your destiny and wanted to change it and prevent you from reaching your full potential? Now you're going to be a magician but you could of invented a new hi-tech type of toaster that also sends emails and is an alarm clock

Can't I do both?

I'm going to do both

[Alive-Cat]

You could also be a mince pie taster and an acrobat.

[theundeadhero]

There's a sad story behind this. Those cards weren't left there. They were all that remained after a horrible storm of arcana. The boy who they belonged to began his journey when he, like yourself, found a deckmaster card laying in the grass. He didn't know what it was at the time but his desire to study magic furthermore was also sparked. He soon learned that he was good at it. Very good. The knowledge gained felt like he was discovering secrets he had once known but since forgotten. It felt like it was making him whole. Then the real thrills began. The boy hunted down Pharagax the Giant and they fought to the death. Obviously the boy won, twisting the giants essence into the very card you found in your hometown. Other battles would follow with the boy coming out the victor, sometimes by the skin of his teeth, until he had bested the other six monsters who now are trapped in your deckmaster collection. Then tragedy struck. Drunk with power and a lust for more, the boy wrote a check his magic couldn't back up, challenging a mysterious monster yet unknown to the rest of us. He lost, his essence bound to a card that wasn't found with the rest. I can only imagine his destroyer has it. I beg you, sir, do not follow this dream. Maybe you will get good at it. Maybe you'll even be strong enough to kill this monster who trapped our poor boy. But eventually, no matter how powerful you become, you'll lose this game and your essence will be trapped for eternity as well.

[Ayen]

You could also be a mince pie taster and an acrobat.

Inventing a toaster does not hinder my ability to do magic. If anything magic would be require to make it function as an email and alarm clock