In the world of Atlas, the seven overlords rule with an iron fist. Overbearing and ruthless they strike down on those who do not follow the rules. Though it’s easy to follow the rules with natural laws of the world.
Rule #1. Do involve the normal humans in the world of Supernaturals.
Rule #2. Seriously, keep them out of the world of magic, we don’t need another world war.
For in the worlds primitive stage one of the seven overlords foresaw a future of the world of fire, the Overlord in a conference with the other six, decided to separate the world of magic and man.
Now the world lives in relative peace with only minor supernatural terrorism. These are normally avoided by the MSA – The Magical security administration that prevents most international incidents.
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“Did you hear, the Campbell family’s son had their awakening this Monday?” A mature lady in her mid-forties leaned over in her seat on the plane.
Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.
“No Sandra and I don’t care, please focus, the man in row N looks like he’s going to make a move” A man in his early twenties said, with brows knit together.
“Bah” She exclaimed “Chris, you rookies are always so serious… The man is just trying to find the best moment to go to the restroom”
“Why would he even… oh” With a sudden realization
“Do you get it now?” She said with a smirk.
“Yes…”
“Is that a blush? Are you blushing right now?” Leaning and putting her face closer to his.
“No! I’m not!” He said blushing trying to turn his head away.
“That’s just adorable”
She leaned back, she touched his hand with a finger and showed him the real danger by making him feel revulsion towards a woman in row K.
"Now please, work your magic” She said with a small smirk
He rolled his eyes and produced a small wand from his sleeve. Muttering a small curse from under his breath, and with a flick of his wrist. The girl noticeable tensed up but did not move any further. Sandra got up and walked over to the woman. When she reached the woman in row K, Sandra could see the fear in her eyes.
“Fear of flying, don’t you worry everything is going to be all right.”
Sandra touched the woman’s hand, but the woman made no effort to move it. And within moments the woman’s eyes dulled and as Sandra transmitted a sense of apathy.
Sandra sat back down next to Chris.
“Now that’s dealt with, listen up, the Campbell’s son is important, he is said to have the same powerset as his grandfather.”
“Wait as in Allen Campbell?”
“Is there any other?”