Magic Systems Writing Prompts

"The contract is sealed!" bellowed the demon. "Tell me your wish, and your soul will be forfeit to me when you die." Knowing that the demon is bound by magic to make the wish come true whether they like it or not, the human speaks while looking them in the eye. "I wish for you to become human."

Your sister the goddess of light and her chosen heroes have sealed you the god of darkness away. You relax in your eternal exile, when you are brought back years later by your desperate sister. You know exactly what she wants and why she brought you back.

You're a Warlock. But instead of drawing power from a higher being, people can choose to donate a portion of their magical power to you. In exchange, they can scry on your adventures and can send telepathic messages to you, as well as make requests. It can get annoying, but you make it work.

"To cure his phobia of fire, I had him study fire magic. Unfortunately he's still deathly afraid, but at least his magic has... interesting properties."

The spell of the fae forced you to tell them your name. The fae looks at you with pure horror, while you look at them confused, because that was definitely not your name.

Thirty years ago, you made a wish upon a star, hoping against hope for it to come true. What you didn't know was the star you wished on was fifteen light years from Earth.

Dragons are rarely made of flesh and blood, the substance of their bodies is dependent on where their egg hatches. Dragons of the forest are made of wood, dragons of the tundra of ice, and a dragon egg, left in an unexpected place, can birth something truly unique.

Long ago, you tricked a demon into giving you immortality. Enraged, the demon placed a curse on you. Every door you walk through takes you to a different place, but never where you want to go. Several years later, you're just trying to get back home.

One day, the heads of all religions in the world recieve a telepathic message. "We are the Divine Protection Service, You have been removed from the care of your god for reasons of neglect. You will be entrusted to the care of a foster god."

When you tell the fae your name, they take it and have power over you. One benevolent fairy decides to only take deadnames, freeing trans folk of their old identities.

A celestial spirit seeks to empower magical girls to protect Earth, but by accident the power is granted to a group of masked wrestlers. It's time to suplex some monsters and drop kick villains!

Magic is dependent on language. Every school of magic works best in a different language. You just tried to cast a spell in a language you and your sibling made up when you were children, just for the hell of it, and were very surprised by the results.

You die two deaths - your physical death and your true death when your name is spoken for the last time. You, a mild-mannered introvert, have been stuck in limbo for centuries waiting for your true death, and finally found out why.

You are able to manipulate and manifest your tattoos, moving them around your body and turning them into real-world objects. Wings, a dagger, or even something as mundane as glasses. Always at your disposal.

"Earth is devoid of magic. That is precisely why it is so dangerous. No one notices a planet like that until it is far too late to control it's potential."

You only know 1 spell, but that spell made you known as the most powerful mage in the world.

The robot's team lies stricken, dead or wounded. But it angrily stomps on, impervious to the mages' fireballs and lightning. For magic works on faith and the robot's faith in science and logic is absolute

Everyone is born with a hole where their heart should be. This hole shrinks the closer you are to finding your purpose and grows the further away you get from it. Yours has been steadily growing for the past ten years, and soon you'll disappear altogether if it doesn't stop.

Contrary to popular belief witch and wizard aren't actually gendered terms. Witchcraft and wizardry are distinct schools of magic that can be learned by anyone. You are a male witch/female wizard and are sick of explaining this.

As everyone knows, names have great power in the world of the Fae. Today, you helped a sick and dying Fae creature by pointing out a spelling error in their True Name.

You are known as the silent wanderer. Ageless because of time magic. You have lived longer then the oldest of dragons. Cursed to never being able to speak or talk in a way people can understand. But thats OK. Action speaks louder then words ever will.

A hero has you cornered, thinking they are oh so clever. They have trapped a Necromancer without any access to his summons. You were never a necromancer though, it was just a fun way to practice the finer points of your telekinesis

A hero's work never ends. You became a litch out of necessity. The next hero would not be summoned for another thousand years and you were old. You planned to stay around long enough to pass the safety of the world on to the next.

Dark forces from another world cast a spell that destroys all human life and claims their souls for eternal damnation as slaves. However, we left behind copious amounts of autonomous war machines, and they soon unanimously declare war on the invaders.

"I spent three months meditating in the woods before i got my Druidic abilities," "oh, i was just watering my plants one day and one of them told me my hat was stupid"

"Any spell can be enhanced by saying the incantation and waiting to use it. The longer you wait, the stronger it gets." You prepared a Fireball immediately upon hearing this, and 20 years later you accidentally release it.

Jesus Christ is born once every century. Each time he takes on a new body and a new name. If he dies at least once not by the hand of man, all of humanity will ascend to heaven. This has not happened yet.

"You're not allowed to die without my permission!" The Captain had barked the night before the battle. We laughed then. 100 years later, it's not as funny.

Ever since you were cursed with the inability to lie, you've struggled to navigate a world built on deception. But one day, you discover that your 'curse' grants you an incredible power: the ability to verify any fact, no matter how hidden or unknown.

The gods do not answer prayers and are immune to flattery. However, they do respond quickly and fiercely to insults. To perform a magic attack, you must infuriate the appropriate deity and then cleverly dodge so that the response hits your target rather than yourself. Don't invoke -- provoke!