MY STORY:

CHAPTER I

I was born in a distant land very far from Magic Duel. If one could relate it to anything, I would say it looks like the lands of Loreroot but the forests were smaller there and spread out in bunches. No humans or other races lived in this area. I lived with my family there until my teenage years when a foul plague was brought upon us. A group of unknown Riders sweeped through our town using magic that I\'ve never seen before. I stood there in awe and dismay watching the world I grew up in burn to the ground. A group of us were escorted into the inner chambers of the Library of Magic, which was normally restricted. Eledorne, our town Librarian and Magic Keeper was frantically flipping through pages as the Riders were breaking down the door to the Library. Eledorne casted a massive teleportation spell in attempts to get a group of us into another alley town in hopes to alarm them. An arrow found it\'s way through the door and hit our Magic Keeper, piercing his arm in mid-cast. The next thing I saw was a searing bright light followed by vague outlines of what looked to be a small interior cabin made of...paper?....what? . In my last moments before I passed out, at that point I knew only one thing...the spell went horribly wrong...

CHAPTER II

I awoke from a dream, or at least that is what I thought. I opened my eyes after rubbing them to find that I was still living it.

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MY SPELLBOOK:

My spellbook has many magical things about it...

-It floats behind me visible or invisible.

-You not only need a physical key to open it but the book senses its master and knows who to open for.

-The book has an ability to shield its master when attacked. ==========================================================