Physics The Greatest Magic

The only difference that John could note between them was that they was significantly taller.

For some reason. No matter how hard John tried to think against it. He couldn't scratch the idea that he was staring at himself.

What was it? Was it just the demon inside of him playing tricks again? What was happening? Why did it feel so different? And most importantly, why couldn't he stop the pain in his heart? John wondered.

His thoughts were interrupted and his eyes opened wide as the hooded person spoke.

"You want to save them… Don't you?"

Did he hear that right? The voice was nothing like the demon's. Just who was this person?

"Who… Who are you…?" John asked, his voice trembling as he did so.

"…"

The person didn't reply.

"Of course I do… They're everything to me… My reason for living…!"

The raised his finger pointing at John however he did not stop and instead pointed at what was behind John.

John turned around only to see the corpses still laying there. The more he stared at it, the less he could control himself.

John quickly turned back around to where the person was, only to see that they were no longer standing where they were. Instead, they were right beside John.

"Everyone is in danger. Can the you of now, keep them safe?" The person asked

A masculine voice. John assumed it to be a man.

The man in the hood, took a step forward, moving away from John's line of sight. When john turned his head to see where the man was going, he was surprised to see that the man had disappeared.

"Your arsenal of magic is wide. That imagination is limitless, out of this world. The amount of power you possess is like no other. Yet it's not enough. You lack mastery. You lack ambition.

That small objective which you call ambition is nowhere near enough. That is the reason why you are cursed to lose. Again and again and again."

What was this person talking about? Losing? Losing what? More and more questions began popping up in John's head as he turned around, looking for the source of the voice. Despite all, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see it.

"Isn't it frustrating? You were brought to this world by their hand and now they're out to kill you and your loved ones. Where is your hatred? Where is your rage? Maybe If I killed them in front of you it would change something?"

"J…John…"

A trembling voice suddenly called out to John from behind.

John turned back only to see Serena laying down on the ground, a few meters away from him with her hand stretched out towards him. There was blood flowing down her mouth along with a scared and saddened look on her face.

"R…Run…" She muttered with her remaining strength.

Next to her stood the hooded man. He held onto a sword and had it's edge pointed down at Serena's heart.

John's eyes widened as he saw this. He couldn't think straight, and in desperation tried using his words to stop him.

"Stop… STO-"

*Pierce*

Life left Serena's eyes as her hands dropped.

*Ba dump* *Ba dump*

*Ba dump* *Ba dump*

"See? It's easy isn't it?"

*Ba dump*

"That's all it takes… To lose everything you care for. Ah… Right. There's one more."

Following that, another figure suddenly appeared, chained up in a cage. This time, it was Ariel.

"J-John…? W-What's happening…"

*Crack!*

"Oi…" John muttered.

A crack suddenly formed on the dark, hollow floor beneath John.

"Who do you think you are…?" John asked

*Crack* *Crack*

Cracks began running down the ceiling before eventually making it's way all the way down as far as the eye could see.

Magic power began leaking out from John.

A dark crimson flow of magic.

*Snap*

With a single snap of the hooded man's fingers. The flow disappeared. Completely. Once again, John was powerless.

"Without your magic. You're nothing. An empty vessel…" Muttered the man

John's heart skipped a beat as he heard this.

"You're wrong…" Mumbled John as he clenched his hand into a fist.

"You can't save anything… You won't save anything… No matter how hard you try."

"Shut up…"

"In the end you're simply a pawn in their little game. Being used all for their own satisfaction."

"Shut up."

"Just like how your master used you."

*Crack*

"SHUT UP!!!!!"  John shouted out with all of his strength.

*CRACK!* *CRACK!*

The cracks grew larger and larger, slowly growing closer and closer to shattering.

John's magic power which had been canceled, released itself once again in a much larger magnitude. Anger and hatred could be seen in John's eyes as he glared at the man in the cloak.

*CRACK* *SHATTER!*

Eventually, it all shattered. Leaving nothing but light behind.

*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*

"Not bad… Emotions truly do make a difference…" Said the man as he finished clapping.

With the anger still lingering inside of him, John listened to the words of the man as he tried to find his figure within the vast light.

"It's time I take a leave… But before I go I have some advice."

"Show yourself? Running away now? Coward." Said John with hateful eyes.

"Coward? I could deal with you in less than a second, boy. Besides, you'll need this advice. You're being targeted by gods, are you not?"

"!?"

John's ears twitched as he heard those last words.

"Master space magic and create your own dimension like the one I've done now. Without it, not only will you not be able to damage an immortal god, but you can forget about killing them."

"What are you talking about? Just tell me where I can find them…!"

"That's your choice. My time is up. Wake up."

"What? Wai-"

John was interrupted as felt a sudden pull in his consciousness, everything went black.

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Before he even realized it, the Bright sunlight shone down on his eyes once they opened.

John placed his hands on his forehead before letting out a deep sign and muttering.

"Fuck…"