Two beautiful female mages down...an academy of thousands to go.

The enigmatic and likely certifiably crazy Igor Chaosbane has drawn runes into my frat house’s dungeon. Now that’s out of the way, we can really get to training for the War Mage Games. And don’t think I’ve forgotten about my other training methods. There’s a fetching potions tutor who’s got me wondering just what Infernal magic can do.

I'm Justin Mauler, student of Mazirian Academy, Creation Mage, and now the new owner of a poltergeist named Barry Chillgrave. Who'd have expected having a deceased buccaneer as your resident dungeon-running poltergeist would lead to trouble? Yeah, it's pretty much a given. And now I’ve discovered that my spell list might be limited. Which means only one thing: I have to find a way to break that limit.

In an expected turn of events, the Arcane Council has got us in their sights. Where do we run to except the Spectral Realm? Where spirits with unfinished business go to party. There, we hope to take refuge in the Stronghold of my late parents. Except knowledge of this Stronghold is lost. And only one woman can tells us where it is: a bloodthirsty and drop-dead gorgeous pirate by the name of Isobel Galeflint.

If I'm to save the Universal Magic, I need to find them. What I need to do with them isn't exactly fit for public consumption, but it's fundamental to who I am as a Creation Mage. I just have to slip into the castle, disguised as a noble, and snatch four other Creation Mages. All while avoiding the eyes of the Queen and the Arcane Council.

I've collected the souls required to speak with my dead father, and he's got a lot to tell me. Hopefully, what he has to say will help me succeed in the coming Mage Game Qualifiers. Because if I get through, then I'll finally find my mother's white staff. 

The Shadow Nations man the Bronze Citadel. It’s going to take the combined might of the Mystocean Empire’s dragonmancers, the catmancers of Akrit, and the bearmancers of Vetrusca to bring them down. And, if we’re lucky, we’ll be joined by mancers from elsewhere in the world. But the Shadow Nations are not without their surprises, and a certain type of dragon could prove too difficult for even me, Mike Noctis the Dragon Breeder, to handle.

Only a few days ago, I was transported from Los Angeles to a fantasy world teeming with super-powered female soldiers who can command the magic of their bonded dragons. Except the dragons are dying out. And I’m going to bring them back. But no one knows how I can do it. After all, how do you breed dragons? The answer lies within Drako Academy and the stunning female dragonmancers inside its crystal walls. 

Isaac and company head off to Blueheavens to join the Su family and seek revenge against Hendrick and Fairy Su. Unfortunately, the Su family isn’t receptive to more internal competition, and Isaac’s use of his bloodlines in the city draws more attention than he bargained for. Mistaken for an expert from a foreign ancient family, he’s invited on a trip through the void to a shard of the shattered world where opportunity abounds both for his cultivation and his revenge.

After our recent victory against Queen Titania’s forces, I thought my harem and I would get some time to relax. Maybe throw a few parties in my subspace and invite the finest from the Celestial and Infernal Academies. Turns out that the Beast of Revelation is on the loose, and it wants to eat the entire universe, starting with Hell itself. Someone needs to defeat the beast and put it back in its cage. And the Prince of Darkness has come to me for help.

The devil paid me a visit and said I was going to one day rule his demonic kingdom. The catch: I have to attend the Infernal Academy, located in none other than Hell itself. Thankfully, I won’t be doing it alone. I’m going to surround myself with powerful demonesses (and maybe an angel or two as well).

Isaac sets off ahead of the rest of his family with Kat and his mana beasts. No matter how much he'd practiced with immortal mana before venturing into the immortal world hadn’t prepared him for it, and his first bumbling steps into the new world have him collared and sold to a brothel. Those who did this to him will pay dearly for underestimating him. Isaac plots his escape and the new path in cultivation as he makes plans to break through to his fifth ring and seek revenge.

He was the Herald of Shalia that married a demoness, invited hundreds of Arachne to live in his territory, and married a princess of Zira all in the same week. All while securing peace and trade agreements with the two largest countries on the continent. Herald Frost wasn’t merely a deviant herald that laid with demihumans. He was a highly capable deviant herald that laid with demihumans. 

 A day ago, I merged with this dragon in a way that made me superhuman. And only a moment ago, I learned that I was a Dragon Breeder. Who said you couldn't juggle being a father to dragons while attending a military academy filled with beautiful dragonmancers? 

Turns out that being the only human candidate for the next Archlord of Hell means I'm kind of special. Sure, there are some good things (a whole lot of good things, if I'm honest), but now I'm attending not only one supernatural academy but two. Twice the classes. Twice the antics. Twice the women. Celestial Academy here we come.