A World Without Happiness

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NC-17
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https://ficbook.net/readfic/10969828
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planned Maxi, written 14 pages, 7,324 words, 2 chapters
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Action Angst Aristocracy AU Dark elements Fairies Fantasy Magic banned Rated for violence or gore Rebels Violence Wizards/Sorceresses
Description:
This is a dark world. A world without hope and love. A world without happiness and magic. A world owned by the cruel dark magician Valtor. Having captured the Magix, he took away from people not only their kingdoms, but also their magic. Magic is outlawed. Now there is no trace left of the former Magix. But even this world still has a force that refuses to give up - the Order of the Dragon believes that it is still possible to return freedom. And now the princess of Solaria try to run away...
Notes:
From the author: A little warning. I want to say right away that this is not the glorious, bright and rainbow world that you may be used to. Here a warrior can be wounded, and a good hero can kill. There will be blood, fights, and sometimes meat. Therefore, if you are not ready to look at the Magic Dimension differently, I don’t think you should start reading this. It’s not for nothing that the rating is NC-17... P.S. In my works, most often I rely only on the first three seasons of the cartoon, but this time I decided to capture the fourth. P.P.S. The work is part of my fanfic series called “Untold Stories of Magix” and tells about what would have happened if Valtor had won. You may already be familiar with one work from this series – the fanfic about Timmy "Lie Down". P.P.P.S. I want to say that the chapters will not be released very often... The cover was made by me using art from the Internet, so I don’t know all the authors of the art. I can definitely thank toshiasan for the wonderful Stella and AliceBlack for the wonderful Bloom and Valtor. So if you know who drew these Daphne and Layla, or are this person yourself, write to me)))
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– Prologue –

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Eighteen years ago

Domino

Cold. Endless cold and darkness. That’s what was always inside the dark magician. He couldn’t change, couldn’t change it, and didn’t want to at all. Evil has always been a part of him, ever since he was born. That was his fate. He was created to become the greatest magician of the Magix. And there was thirst. The thirst to conquer one world after another. Thirst to know. The thirst to get all the magic in the world. Thirst for power and power. Forced from the very beginning to grovel before Lord Darkar, now he wanted strength, he wanted to become the only and strongest magician in Magix, so that he no longer had to kneel before anyone. Valtor crouched down in front of the Domino Queen’s still warm body, which had not had time to cool down. He touched her cheek. Ah, sweet and naive Marion. She fought bravely to protect the kingdom. She really thought she could beat him with her pathetic magic abilities. Stupid, stupid Marion. He shook his head in disappointment, took one last look at the long red hair scattered on the ground and got to his feet. He stepped over the lifeless body of Oritel, who died even earlier than his queen. He was a worthy opponent. It’s a pity, but he could have lasted much longer if he hadn’t rushed to protect his wife. The magician kicked the Domino King’s sword, looked at the flashes coming from the courtyard, where the remnants of the Company of Light were fighting with the Ancestral Witches. There was no doubt that very soon this pathetic handful of “heroes” would lose — so it was time for him to go after the child. It remains to kill the last heiress and that’s it, the kingdom has fallen. The Domino people will be forced to recognize their power… recognize his power. Valtor’s power. The little princess was in her chambers — in a room decorated with gold and bright silly toys, which was too big for such a crumb. Wincing at the abundance of colors, the magician rolled his eyes and headed for the cradle. And what did he expect from the kindest kingdom of the Magix? Chains and spiders? Valtor stopped at a small crib, looked inside. The child was sleeping peacefully, putting a small plump hand with a clenched fist under his cheek. Her barely noticeable red hair was slightly tousled. The eyelids were quivering softly. The dark magician created an energy sphere in his right hand, preparing to get rid of the princess. And then an incredible thing happened: the girl yawned, opened her beautiful blue eyes, and the magician dropped his hand, removing the sphere.
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