Synopsis
I am a book.
A book titled Magic.
In a world where magic is needed, I appear before a contractor who has the potential to become a mage.
By opening me, the contract is formed, and I turn the contractor into a mage.
When that contractor becomes a great mage and spreads magic throughout the world, my role ends.
Then I lose consciousness, only to awaken again in another world, repeating the cycle.
Thatβs how it has always been, until now…
βRight now, am I…?β
Something happened that had never once occurred before.
β…Did I just possess someone?β
I ended up possessing the body of the last descendant of a fallen magical family.
Since itβs come to this, I might as well become the contractor myself and spread magic…
Damn it.
The magic of this world is wrong.
