[ WP ] you live in a world where everyone has magical powers . You discover that you do n't have any .

`` Why is nothing working on him!?'' Screamed the Most High Mage, his staff glowed ember red and smoke was seeping from between this fingers as he gripped it tighter, desperate to eke even a little more mana from his spell. 
 
 The other members of the magus council fared no better. The blazing salamander summon by the Sun Seeker was already fading away as its breathes of flames melted into the dusk autumn sky. The Green Gnome's roots that he had sprouted to tap into the mana vein of the nearby forest had started to whither and fall apart as he too could not draw out anymore from nature. The others had already fallen down, wheezing, their bodies shaking from the extreme exertion of casting their most powerful spells over and over again. 
 
 `` Why? Because magic only works in those who have magic in them. I have none. I am the Sans-magi'' and I have come to destroy the social order your kind has built based purely on the amount of mana found at birth. 
 
 ( 10 years ago ) 
 
 `` Nyah, look at that magi-less wimp''. The children mocked as they cast light sculptures and blew flares in Declan's face causing him to scamper and scurry on his way to the market. Some other children, thise whose magical powers were limited to simpler tasks such as slight telekinesis and animal talk watched on in silence, glad that the chief ire of scorn had arrived to take that yoke away from them. 
 
 In their exhuberance, one child pointed his wand at Declan and a small flare arced from the tip to the handle of the basket. Declan flinched on reflec, assuming that it would burn, dropping his groceries. immediately an adult jumped forward, grabbing the child by the hand and twisting his wand arm behind his back. `` We NEVER point our wands at others....'' as he lifted the boy up. Suddenly a flare sparks off in his face and he drops to his knees `` Argh my eyes, my eyes!''. `` That's what u get for laying your filty hands on me u filthy meat tenderer, why dont u get some real magic powers before you try to go up against noble magic'' `` Pfftt, pathetic peasants, we're off!'' And he and his companions flew off on little wings that sprouted from their heels. 
 
 Declan helped the butcher up, pouring water in his eyes to ease the burn. `` I'm sorry'' he whimpered but breathed a sigh of relief when the butcher opened his eyes. `` Stupid over entitled magi-nials, using the threat of their parent's destructive power.'' `` U should just stay away from them boy, ur lack of magic is just and easy target''. Declan nodded and ran off home, it was just another bad day for the useless magi-less boy. 
 
 Life at home was not much better. Owing to his lack of magi power, Declan had to do everything manually. So while he was strong, he was never as strong as a spirit augmented pair of arms, neither was he as quick as those blessed with telekinesis. He was diligent but cld never really keep up. 
 
 

