Duel Monsters: Stories of the Warriors and the Spellcasters {2 Stories added}

[Guest Merciful Idiot]

If there are things unexplained, it will be explained in another story.

 

[spoiler=Showdown! Dark Magicians VS Unknown Magician!]

0124 A.E.D.

 

The four Nameless Dark Magician Brothers always have been a help. It is because of them the magical city of Endymion can prosper and grow. The four magicians, distinguishable from their colors, always support the city’s defenses.

 

The blue Dark Magician keeps peace on the east side of Endymion. He is the most confident of all the brothers. He will not show mercy to anyone and takes his jobs seriously. But he’s also the most ignorant of them all. He is the 2nd oldest brother.

 

The red Dark Magician, , keeps peace on the west side of Endymion. Most invaders usually attack from his side due to his habit of taking ‘vacations ’. He is also the only brother who doesn’t take his jobs seriously. He has a habit of juggling balls like a clown and he is the 3rd oldest brother.

 

The black Dark Magician keeps peace on the north side of Endymion. He is the strongest of all his brothers and also their leader. He is the oldest of all his brothers and takes his job very seriously. He never shows mercy to any enemy.

 

The purple Dark Magician keeps peace on the south side of Endymion. He may not be the strongest but he definitely is the most bravest and pure-hearted. He is the youngest brother, has an apprentice called Mana and is the most famous brother due to his bravery in besting the Three-Headed White Dragon in battle and making peace with the warrior city Sogen.

 

These four nameless magicians were the strongest magicians in all of Endymion, or so they thought. One day, a young magician, even younger than the purple magician, appeared in Endymion…….

 

“Attention, people! I am here to challenge all four magicians of this city!” He shouted. The residents who heard this began laughing. The young magician, irritated, flew up into the sky. “I REPEAT. I CHALLENGE ALL FOUR MAGICIANS OF THIS CITY.”

 

All four magicians heard and then instantly, they teleported right in front of the young magician. “A challenge, I hear? You’ve got guts for a brat!” The red magician said, laughing. The black magician then looked at the boy, “Don’t play jokes, boy, unless you want to die.”

 

The young magician, even more irritated from before, took out his staff and fired a black ball at the black magician, who easily deflected it with his staff. The black magician looked at his brothers and they nodded. “Which one will you face first then?” the blue magician asked.

 

“All of you at the same time.” The young magician replied. All four magicians were surprised, but decided not to argue. All four got their staffs ready, “So be it.”

 

The four magicians began firing black balls at the young magician yet he easily deflected each one with a swing of his staff. The black magician then flew higher and fired an enormous black ball at the young magician. The other magicians also fired black balls from their staffs at the same time.

 

The young magician raised his staff and then swung it around him. The wind projected from his staff blew away all the black balls, sending them towards the magicians. The black magician barely dodged out of the way as his giant black ball headed towards space. The other magicians tried countering the black balls with more of them but there was too many. The blue and purple magician dodged out of the way as the red one attempted to deflect them only for a black ball to hit his hand, causing him to drop his staff.

 

The other black balls then exploded upon contact with the red magician. He fell towards the ground with a thud. The young magician watched as he fell, “One down, three to go.” The other magicians were surprised at first but then the black one sighed, “That idiot never pays attention. Look at him, he lost to a rookie.”

 

The young magician, this time pointed his staff at the black magician, who wasn’t paying attention to him, “BLACK MAGIC ATTACK!” The black magician reacted too late, the invisible attack knocked him out of the sky and he too, fell with a thud. The last two magicians looked at each other and then nodded.

 

The young magician did it again, this time at the blue magician but the blue magician saw through it and deflected it at the right moment. The purple magician, on the other hand, summoned thousands of knives and directed them at the young magician. The knives were flying at the magician but he easily dodged them all right in the middle, without blocking or flying out of the way.

 

The blue magician attempted to fire another black ball when suddenly; he was punched out of the sky by the young magician, sending him to the ground. He then headed towards the purple magician and then the duo engaged in a staff sword-fight. This staff sword-fight continued for a while before the young magician kicked the purple one, separating them.

 

The two magicians then pointed their staffs at each other and shouted at the same time, “DARK MAGIC ATTACK!” This time, the attack was visible. A black energy was fired from both staffs and the two energies hit each other, trying to destroy the other. The two magicians struggled as the energies collided. The young magician’s energy was slowly going through the purple one’s but then the purple one’s energy began slowly overpowering the other energy.

 

This struggle continued for the next few minutes before suddenly, the energies exploded. The two magicians let go of their concentration and jumped out of the way as the energies exploded. Both were panting. Both then looked at each other and nodded. Both dropped their staffs and then headed towards each other.

 

They then engaged in a fist-fight for the next few minutes. Finally, the purple one fell to the ground in exhaustion. The young magician slowly flew towards the ground and when he reached the ground, the purple magician said, “Good fight, stranger. Tell me, who are you?”

 

“I am afraid I do not have a name….Much like you….” He replied, still panting.

“Ahh….So I see…..” The purple Dark Magician rose from ground and then smiled. “From here on out, you will be known as the Dark Magician of Chaos.”

 

The Dark Magician of Chaos proved that greater threats may soon attack Endymion and overpower the magicians. For this reason, he was charged with keeping peace in the center of Endymion. And he proved to be quite a fellow and a good friend. But his adventure doesn't end here.

 

 

[spoiler=Who's the strongest Magician?]

0270 B.E

 

A long time ago, there was once a magician. This magician was known the strongest of his time and whose name was lost with history. He was nicknamed ‘The Arcanite Magician’ at the time. He was a traveler searching the world for something he lost.

 

One day, he came across a floating house. There, he met someone by the name of ‘Endymion’, another magician who was known as the strongest of his time. Both were eager to prove whose best and so they challenged each other. Each determined to prove who’s the best, they fought.

 

“Well, are you ready?” Endymion asked.

The Arcanite Magician was confident he’ll win, “I was born ready.” Endymion began the fight by levitating a nearby boulder and then throwing it at the Arcanite Magician only for the Arcanite Magician to throw it back at Endymion using magic. Endymion held out his hand and when the boulder hit the hand, the boulder broke into pieces.

 

The pieces then levitated and fired themselves at the Arcanite Magician only for him to break them into smaller and smaller pieces until they ceased to exist with magic. The Arcanite Magician then spun and fired a blue fireball at Endymion. Endymion simply blew, sending a huge wind to blow away the fireball.

 

“I’m sorry, friend, but if that’s all you got-“ He was interrupted by an enormous green fireball heading his way. He teleported out of the way and watched as the huge fireball collided with a nearby mountain, destroying it. The Arcanite Magician smiled. “That’s what I get for being ignorant. My daily mountain destroyed, oh well.”

 

Endymion then pointed his staff into the sky. The Arcanite Magician, knowing what he’s doing, clapped his hands hands together and began muttering a spell. After a few minutes of no action, the ground began shaking. Just then, a boulder the size of a mountain broke from the ground. It levitated right above Endymion.

 

The Arcanite Magician opened his eyes and then fired am enormous blue laser from his hands towards the boulder as Endymion threw it at him. The blue laser and the boulder collided, making the ground shake as if it were roaring. The boulder then exploded and both Magicians immediately clasped their hands together. As the giant boulder pieces of the mountain-sized boulder fell towards the ground, the ones falling towards the duo broke into so many pieces, they ceased to exist.

 

Both magicians then fired lasers at each other from their hands. The lasers collided and sent another huge roar across the earth. Both struggled as the lasers began overpowering each other. Endymion’s laser slowly began overpowering The Arcanite Magician’s laser. After a while, the Arcanite Magician jumped as high as he could just in time as a laser twice the size the one he fired went straight under his legs for a few seconds.

 

Endymion wasn’t breaking a sweat while the Arcanite Magician was panting hard. The Arcanite Magician then smiled, “I’ve never faced an opponent this strong before…..” Endymion also smiled, “Neither have I. Except that it seems you are not strong enough, friend.”

 

The Arcanite Magician got back to his feet and once he caught his breathe he said, “Is that so?” He grabbed his cloak and then pulled it off in the blink of an eye, revealing what he was wearing under the cloak. It was heavy armor, with a black color and orange trims.

 

“BEHOLD! MY ASSAULT MODE!” He shouted as he raised his staff high in the sky. Endymion yawned at this, “Oh, sure. It’s so awesome……And that changes the situation how?”

 

“Allow me to demonstrate.” The Arcanite Magician said. He ran at Endymion at an amazing speed and then attempted to throw a fireball at him from close distance only to find out that Endymion has teleported. He teleported right behind the Arcanite Magician and hit his head with his staff. Endymion, irritated, ran at an amazing speed somewhere and then fired another green fireball at Endymion, this one being as big as a mountain.

 

Endymion took a deep breath and then breathed out. The wind caused from his breathing out blew the enormous green fireball away again, only to find out that the Arcanite Magician was inside the fireball itself. He, still flying towards Endymion, got his staff ready. As soon as they were close, the Arcanite Magician attempted to stab Endymion with the sharp end of his staff only for a magic box to suddenly appear and trap him. The Arcanite Magician tried to get out but it was no use, no spell could destroy it.

 

But he could still protect himself; he clapped his hands together and began murmuring a spell as fast as he could clearly. He heard another box being closed and then knives. He sped up his spell and then he finally completed at the right moment. The knives flew into the box only to break into so pieces, they ceased to exist.

 

Now seeing the spell ended, he kicked the door open and breathed fire at Endymion who was conveniently in front of him. Endymion quickly blew it away and then launched five boulders the size of mountains at him. He was expecting him. The Arcanite Magician quickly ran out of the way out of the first, the second, barely the third, the fourth nearly killed him, and when he was left with no other choice, put his hands together for a few seconds before firing an enormous green laser at the mountain-sized boulder, destroying it again.

 

But he was too slow; Endymion fired a laser at him. Unable to dodge it, he got hit. The laser was very weak but he already used up most of his energy. Endymion walked up to him and said, “You did your best. Next time, I’ll expect a better match but for now, I keep the title of the Ultimate Magician and you lose it.”

 

After that, the Arcanite Magician was frustrated. He grew crazy. His life was shortlived as the door to his poor open was slammed open. As the lady walked through the room, she saw the Arcanite Magician, too angry to look who it was. The lady raised her staff when the Arcanite Magician decided to see who it was. He turned and looked right before he got stabbed in the heart, thus unable to keep his promise to Endymion. He caught a glimpse of the lady. It was Fortune Lady Firey.

 

 

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