The Copy Mage

Within the mindscape, that he was in when he had just transmigrated, Damian looked around, not knowing where he is.

"Why am I here again, I was at the awakening pillar, then felt a book awaken, then I was bought back into this place I was when I just took over this body," he exclaimed in surprise.

"What is this place" he mumbled to himself as he walked around in the seemingly endless space.

The space was dark and there were no walls.

After walking in a straight line for a few minutes, he felt that he hadn't moved in the slightest.

"Stop walking, you idiot. This is just a mindscape and doesn't follow the same spacial laws as your world," ridiculed a voice in the space.

The voice was almost robotic, and it didn't seem to have a gender, but it seemed to have intelligence and a personality.

"Who are you, what do you want, get out of my head," screamed Damian in both confusion and fear.

"Kid, I am your Soul Spirit" stated the voice as a book with a silver cover appeared before him floating in midair.

"Soul Spirit, aren't you just meant to be a power, and why are you not ranked," asked Damian, still baffled.

Damian had no idea what was going on.

He was in a dark space within his mind and was talking to a book.

"Listen, idiot, I am your Soul Spirit and your body right now is changing constitution to be able to match me as your Soul Spirit and you are unconscious," announced to him the book.

Damian was beginning to understand, but there were still too many questions unanswered to him.

"How come you can talk and what is a book going to do," asked Damian, still curious and ignorant to what is going on.

Hearing this instantly, the book that was floating got really defensive and angry.

"I am not only a book, you idiot, but I also am the best Soul Spirit in the world and have a consciousness because of that," refuted the book.

"Okay, magic book, if you are the best Soul Spirit in the world what are you going to do, tell them a story," ridiculed Damian.

"First, I can only talk to you and am the Spirit that is formed from your Soul Spirit and all Soul Spirits have a consciousness you idiot, that is why they are called spirits, but the Soul Spirits that you see are extremely weak and stupid," replied the Magic Book.

As he heard this, Damian felt as if he had an epiphany about this world that nobody knew about and his family are weak, ignorant and stupid.

He didn't know whether to laugh or celebrate, but there was still one unanswered question.

"If all you are saying is true, then you must be powerful, then what can you do and what kind of cultivator should I be," he asked eagerly, feeling that everything he was just told by this weird magic book was true.

"Well you are a unique type of mage called a Grimoire Mage who uses a unique grimoire which is a magic book full of magical spells unique to each user" declared the book gloatingly proud of himself.

Damian's mouth was agape and was jumping up and down in his mindscape, due to feeling special and important.

"What kind of magic spells are in my Grimoire" he impatiently asked, excited to start using magic.

"Well I'm empty" stated the book.

"What!, you're empty" exclaimed Damian in shock.

"Shut up you idiot, I am the one and only Copy Grimoire" announced the book proudly.

"Copy Grimoire, so you can copy soul spirits and I can copy them all and be the strongest in the world" exclaimed Damian immaturely.

"Maybe, but there are conditions for the ability to activate, you must either place some of the user's blood or take an attack directly from the Soul Spirit, but you must be able to suppress the Soul Spirit and have more will power" stated the Copy Book, becoming serious.

Hearing the serious answer he received he was both excited and determined to use his amazing Soul Spirit.contemporary romance

Seeing his host's excited expression, the Copy Book just chuckled, but knew that he was still a child and wasn't experienced when it came to life.

"Before you go I must warn you, trust nobody, be careful and never expose your Grimoire or your ability to copy Soul Spirits" advised the Copy Book as the mental space began to fade.

"Damian you will be leaving your mindscape and your body is now able to use me. Time is different in this mindscape and merely seconds have passed in the outside world, so be careful" he warned as Damian was pulled out of the mindscape,

Opening his eyes slowly, he found that he was in his mother's arms and the large crowds and everybody was laughing at him.

"Don't worry son you don't have to be a cultivator, there are many other things in this world" reassured her Damian's mother.

The boy with scruffy white hair and yellow eyes instead of being upset like she thought he would be, had a cheeky smile as if he knew something that none of them did.

"Son have you gone crazy," she asked seeing her son smiling happily in such a humiliating and bad situation.

"Don't worry mother, nobody will be able to look down on us when I get stronger" he declared to her as he jumps out of her arms.

His body felt extremely light, but also empty on the inside, as if he was a vessel waiting to be filled up.

"Let us leave this cruel family," she said as she grabbed his hand and stormed off towards their home.

Damian being dragged by his mother and hearing the laughter and ridicule his mother was going through, was furious.

[This humiliation will be repaid and I will become so strong, nobody can ever disrespect me or those close to me] he vowed.

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