by Juso on Fri Dec 30, 2011 3:46 am
"In my world. My people recognize magic as it is. As a living being within all of us."
Sitting he threw some more logs on the fire and spoke again,
"Magic grows with us. As does it change to protect us. Magic loves it's master if it is treated well. The reason for your magic turning into darkness is because though you never knew of the powers here... your magika did."
With this being said he raised both hands and opened them so his large palms faced the ceiling. In the left a small flicking ball of light appeared with a small flash, and in the right it's opposite came to life as well, a dark and slowly shifting mist like ball.
"Magic has many forms, elemental, emotional such as hate, love and fear. There is also voodoo and simple witchcraft."
His hands turned and turned and the balls swiveled in place,
"Then there is the base magics. Light, Dark, and the less known magic of Zen. Light is the magic of purity, balance and justice. Darkness is the magic of corruption, shadows, and power."
Then is a swift but fluid motion, Holen, melded the two opposite obs together and formed a silver and almost metallic looking orb.
"This orb is made up of Darkness, and Light."
With a flick of a claw it hovered in the air solemnly,
"A perfect balance between Good, and Evil. Neutral. This magic is ancient and mostly hated among many nations and races. The power it holds is unlimited essentially, even in this small orb I could wreck havoc on this world easily, but doing so would cause me to sacrifice some of my soul. Thus the reason of the zen being looked down upon."
His eyes turned gold and the zen ball disappeared softly, "Sacrifice is how the Zen magika keeps the balance between the power and justice."
Turning to the fire he sighed, "This is the only way to gain your magic back to full strength easily and quickly is to use and sacrifice for Zen."