The ancients called it Echo— the invisible breath that held the world together. The source of fire in the bone, and storm in the soul. We called it magic. Then came skyscrapers, satellites, the endless scroll. We learned to split atoms, speak across oceans, cure what once killed gods. Human marvels—iron birds, glass hearts, digital dreams. And still… the world whispers. Because here on Terra, magic never left. It just learned to live beside us
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True Pactbound — Bearers of Returned Magic Once a person becomes Pactbound, they can no longer cast spells, wield magic, or channel any arcane force. The Sacrifice When someone offers their Resonance back to the Crucible, they don’t gain magic—they lose it forever. In return, the Crucible reshapes them on a fundamental, mortal level. Their body becomes more than human—but not magical. Their strength, speed, endurance, reflexes, and perception can grow to unnatural heights.
True Pactbound — Bearers of Returned Magic Once a person becomes Pactbound, they can no longer cast spells, wield magic, or channel any arcane force. The Sacrifice When someone offers their Resonance back to the Crucible, they don’t gain magic—they lose it forever. In return, the Crucible reshapes them on a fundamental, mortal level. Their body becomes more than human—but not magical. Their strength, speed, endurance, reflexes, and perception can grow to unnatural heights.