Solus Magus

In the land of Etheria, there exists a scholarly organization called The Ministry of Solus Magus that only wants to preserve and research on magic. But the scholars and magistrates themselves also need a way to express what they feel. The Arcana Archives hold some of those that were locked away. This contains a random collection of such. But it may also contain some clues in regards to the main saga. This is also a collection of poetry for the broken, the hurt, the outcast, the special people out there, and everything in between. I hope you may find the piece that suits you in this collection.

My chest pounded. The sound of Damian’s name pushed my mind to the edge. My fingers started to shake that I had to put them in my pockets. The woman’s eyes were so alluring. Trying to see how I would react. And she knew that I wasn’t taking it too well. Plus the way she said it was so casual. As if she dropped the bomb on purpose. “Damian?” I asked. The way Anna looked was she was trying not to burst in laughter. She looked at me as if I was the punchline of a joke. Aiden wanted to butt in.

In just a few seconds, I was going to be squashed by a huge truck. And I was totally helpless. I tried to use my ability but for some reason, my ability was instantly gone. I braced for the pain that was to come. My muscles were tense and I shut my eyes from the incoming impact. Then suddenly, we were back in the car. “What happened?” I asked. The drop of sweat glided down my face. I was shocked from the sudden shift of reality. “What on earth was that?” “It was an illusion.” Aide

My heart thumped. I was excited and scared at the same time. My abilities were superior to other Mentals but my experiences were very limited. Most of them were only theoretical and I had no opportunity to try them out. And this would be the first battle I would engage myself in. I knew it would be a challenge. But after I saw the grimace on Aiden’s face, I soon hoped we’d be able to push it through. “You look pale, Kieran.” Aiden grimaced. “You may be stronger than me. But I have more expe

What do you mean by unreal? Don't get me wrong. I want to make the characters relatable. But they are also part of the "evolved species." Their way of thinking was supposed to be bit different. Plus Kieran can quite...emotional. In Chap 3, Kieran was building rapport to keep Aiden interested. It was a bluff. By Chap 4, he eventually drops his true intention. And that's to look for Damian which was consistent with how the plot was flowing. I guess I could think of something to put in between to better explain that part. I am very thankful that you brought that one up. You're right. I guess I need to look for a Beta Reader. Again, thank you. PS: After 3-4 more chapters, things will get a little bit more political.

Stunned. That was the perfect description of how I reacted. Aiden stared at me seriously. His gray eyes were unemotional and menacing. My lips went dry and I just gawked at him. No wonder why he always had that aura of a snotty-nosed brat. He was definitely brought up in a rich family. A family that owns a big company like Helix Corporation. “I...I don’t know what to say.” I squeaked. My body suddenly felt small compared to him. His father was a business mogul. And with strong military conn

By the end of the week, I told Aiden to come with me to meet Sergeant Snyder. I set it on a Saturday so that there wouldn’t be any classes. With a lousy excuse to go out early on a weekend, my mom reluctantly agreed. And with a little nudge into her mind, she was sort of obliged to obey. As bad as it may sound. But I had to fight and move forward. Now that I am not “wanted” anymore by the government, I needed to take advantage of it. And I’m going to use that opportunity to look for Damian as we

It’s been a week since mom, and I had settled back in Chicago. And I was finally reunited with my friends. School has started, and as expected, I didn’t have to repeat a whole year due to my long absence. Coping with the lessons was an easy task for me. And it still gave me more than enough time to check out other things. But this time, there was an unusual addition. Aiden Cedric. That boy was beyond beautiful. He had the same steel-gray eyes as Damian. The same dark hair as him. The s

"K-Kieran." Sergeant Snyder gasped for air. I made sure that he won't be inhaling, or else he might be able to resist. And I won't let that happen. "Stop it. I'm not going to hurt you." "Don't hurt him!" My mother almost shrieked. She was aware of my killing intent. But I was still able to keep it under my control. Good thing he arrived just after we ate dinner, so I kind of had the energy to keep him pinned down. "You're not a dangerous person Kieran." "Of course, I'm not going to kil

There was a knock on the door. My initial reaction was to stand up and move away from it. Mom noticed my movement and signaled me to get out of the living room. A few seconds passed, and there was that knock again. My stare was pointed at her. And hers back at me. The intensity of the situation grew as another set of setbacks was heard. This time, it was harder. “Kieran.” My mom whispered. “Go to the kitchen. Get ready to make a run for it.” I just nodded and let my mom handle it. Besi

“Kieran.” He said softly. His voice was so alluring. Almost inviting me to hug him. I know I was really going to miss him. But it was too late now. Everything has been set. And the only thing left to do now was to say our goodbyes. “I don’t want to go. If only I could stay here.” “But you don’t have a choice, Damian.” I said. A bit stiffly even. It was frightening to think that he will be gone in a few days. The closest friend I had in my life was about to leave. “I don’t have a choice, eith

Human beings have now evolved. And they are now able to unlock more of the potential of their powerful minds. Discriminated as Mentals, they are oppressed by other humans in fear that they would be a threat to all of mankind. With a world that is transitioning into a new age, what is in store for the young Kieran?

Actually. His voice is raspy when he's talking on stage. But I was able to talk to him once. And his voice was really soft and sexy. It's way different when he talks on-stage. But that was back in 2011 though. He's still a kid back then.

It's okay for me if it was Jason Todd. At least he dies by being beaten up by a crowbar. But then again, he won't make a bad ass. Red Hood.

Chapter 3 Signs After the horrifying scene last night, I thought today would pass us by in slow motion. But I was wrong. Everything was a quick drag. Subjects rolled by. Our teachers rushed back and forth. I didn’t feel the tension I should have had during classes. The screeching of the chalk, the noise of the students, the teacher’s words, all a void of nothingness. It felt like the clock was ticking slowly. The tension was heavy and I could clearly hear myself huffing. Why am I so worri

Chapter 2 Getting Information Whatever Stephanie was talking about stuck in my brain and clogged my nerves the whole day. After the break it was still there, spinning in circles, taunting me: I’m going to bite you. Damn, getting bitten all over would hurt like hell. That was it. That was on my mind until the last period ended. Too bad for me because I felt that I would get my ass whipped at the sports complex. I hoped that wouldn’t be the case. You see, I’m average when it comes to school work

Damian Wayne. Period. DC for me even though I've loved a lot of Marvel characters.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LACEEEEEEEEY! Sorry, it's a day late. Hope for many more to come. :3

I wasn't expecting a chapter to come this early. I mean, really!? Justin is a god. So much imbalance don't you think? If only he would experiment on his skill set some more. Still waiting for Richie's grand awakening. Will he be a friend or a foe? I'm giving him the benefit of a doubt for now.

I hope the characters would live up to the viewer's expectations. Season 2 was a bit of a disaster to me. I can't wait to see more of Carl's sociopathic side like in the comics.

For me, that would be Onion Knight. I loved that kid ever since his better version on dissidia. So kawaiiii. @___@

This has been on my head for weeks. It's for the Gay Teen Suicides in Sept 2010 and for all people bullied in all forms out there...me included.

I get hard ons from Roxas of KH2.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AS WELL! I hope there is more to come!

I used to be a gamer until I broke two PS2s half a decade ago from too much playing. Dad decided never to buy me another console nor upgrade the family Pac with amazing graphics because he knows I will be installing games again. Plus I kind of beat that kid and I was only 11 years old at that time. Here was my everyday sched: 5am wake up School til 4pm Play til 7pm Dinner Play again til 4am Sleep for an hour. Do the same everyday then sleep like a sloth for the rest of the weekend. Homeworks and projects are crammed in school. This went on for like 3 years which killed my social life. I still had close frends though, fellow gamer. I may not have done the 4 day marathon like that kid but I was damn consistent for three years trying to attain all the achievements and kept breaking my own records. And not brag it off but I my lowest grade is always at least 85% in all subjects. I still do well despite the cramming. Makes me wonder what would I have achieved if I wasn't a video game addict. In my senior year, I lost both of memory cards. I cried as if I lost the Homecoming Queen title to some ugly girl that day. I haven't touched a console for years so I have the tendency to freak out when I see one. True story. I don't care if you tell me that I have no life. I know I still managed my grades well because I am now studying in one of the best Universities here in my country.