Susan JessicaMagic. It’s that thing we all dream about, right? From casting spells to slaying monsters, the fantasy world seems like the ultimate escape. And me? Well, I thought I could become a Blue Mage. That’s right, the mage who learns magic not by reading dusty old tomes, but by stealing it straight from the creatures they fight.
Let’s just say, my attempt to become a Blue Mage wasn’t exactly what I expected. It’s one of those “Well, that was a disaster, but it made for a great story” kind of situations. Grab a seat, and let me walk you through the hilarious mess that was my magical journey.
What Even Is a Blue Mage?
Okay, before we dive into my wild adventure, let’s get the basics down. A Blue Mage isn’t your typical wizard with a pointy hat and a wand. Oh no, these bad boys learn magic by watching monsters. Yeah, you heard me right. They don’t study spells in a book or get tutored by some wise old wizard. Nah, they learn by fighting these creatures and seeing what magic they’ve got up their sleeve. Cool, right?
I first stumbled upon this concept playing Final Fantasy (RIP, my childhood). The idea that I could just copy spells after fighting monsters made me feel like the ultimate bad-ass. But… boy, was I in for a reality check.
So, Here’s How It Went Down
Here’s the kicker: I thought this would be easy. I’m sure you’ve had that “I got this” moment when you try something new, right? Well, I felt that. I thought, “I’ll fight a few monsters, absorb their magic, and bam, I’m a Blue Mage.” Spoiler: It wasn’t even close.
The first monster I tried to learn from was this gnarly serpent. In my head, it was a simple “Get bit, learn poison spell, move on.” But nah. I got bitten, waited, and… nothing. No new magic, no glowing light, no sense of power. Just a whole lotta disappointment.
And then, I tried again. This time, it was a fire-breathing dragon. Surely, I thought, I can learn a fire spell. Fireball? Flame strike? Whatever it was, I was ready for it. Except, surprise! I ended up roasted. And no fire magic. Nada. Zip.
When It Got Complicated
I started wondering if I was doing something wrong. I mean, I had fought countless monsters by this point. Why was I still a mere mortal? (Sigh. Drama much?)
This is when I began researching. There are actual theories behind becoming a Blue Mage, and none of them involve just whacking a monster and hoping for a spell to pop out. It turns out, there’s a lot more to it. Think of it like this: To become a Blue Mage, you have to observe and understand the magic of the monster. Not just experience it. You’re like a spiritual apprentice, and the monster is your mentor. Who knew?
Observing the Enemy: More Than Just A Fight
So, here’s what I learned: the Blue Mage doesn’t just fight. They need to take the time to study. Every monster has a rhythm to their magic, and you need to catch it.
- Pay Attention: Monsters don’t just randomly use their magic. They do it in patterns. Some monsters, like my old snake buddy, might use poison after an attack or when they feel threatened. I had to time it right.
- Timing is Everything: There’s a moment when the magic clicks in the air. For a Blue Mage, you gotta feel that. Otherwise, you’re left with nothing but disappointment.
- Don’t Rush It: It’s a little like trying to learn a dance. You’re not gonna nail the moonwalk on your first try. Well, unless you’re Michael Jackson. (But, I’m not.)
And let me tell you: the patience required? Holy crap. I had no idea what I was getting into.
The Magic Struggle
Now, as I started to finally get the hang of things, magic wasn’t just a matter of learning cool tricks. You know, at first I was all “Fireball! Thunderbolt!” like a pro. But once I actually learned the spells, controlling them was a whole new issue.
I remember my first wind spell. It was like I had tapped into the elements… for about 2 seconds. Then, it turned into this chaotic wind blast that threw me off a cliff. Not a good look. And that was just the beginning.
I didn’t realize how much energy each spell took. It wasn’t like the movies where casting magic is a quick flick of the wrist. Nah, this magic stuff required work. I had to be precise. Too much power, and I’d send trees flying across the landscape. Too little, and the spell fizzled out. Think Goldilocks, but with magic and no bears.
The Real Deal: Learning Takes Time
Here’s where things got real. There were days when I felt like giving up. Hell, there were days when I almost threw my enchanted staff into a river. But y’all, that’s when I realized something important: the journey wasn’t about being the best. It was about embracing the process. I got lost, but in a good way.
The Mental Toll of Magic
Learning to be a Blue Mage was exhausting. You might think magic is all fun and games, but the reality? Well, it’s a bit like learning an instrument. You can’t just expect to start playing Mozart after one lesson. Each spell I learned was a victory, but it came with its own set of challenges. I’ll admit, I was a bit of a grump sometimes. And when I couldn’t control a new ability, I’d find myself just sitting there, muttering, “Why can’t I do this?”—like I was auditioning for a sad wizard-themed reality show.
And then, there were the days I felt like a genius. There was one time when I managed to perfectly replicate a monster’s stunning ability to summon thunder. You better believe I stood there, thunder crackling around me, feeling like the coolest person on the planet. But then, I got hit by lightning. Twice. And I’m not even sure it was my spell that caused it, but hey, it was pretty funny.
Lessons Learned: The Long Road Ahead
So, here’s what I learned by trying to become a Blue Mage:
- Magic isn’t instant. It’s a grind. Like trying to make a decent cup of coffee from scratch instead of hitting up Starbucks.
- You have to be patient. And I mean, really patient. Which I didn’t realize until I’d lost to the same monster 20 times in a row.
- Getting lost isn’t a bad thing. The point wasn’t becoming all-powerful. It was the journey, the mess-ups, the laughs along the way.
I didn’t end up mastering the elements like I hoped. I’m still not the ultimate Blue Mage (far from it). But I did learn one thing: sometimes, it’s okay to get lost. In fact, it might even be the best part of the whole thing.
Anyway, That’s My Story
Magic wasn’t quite what I thought it would be. And while I didn’t end up as the all-powerful Blue Mage I imagined, I walked away with something better: a ton of stories and a few hard-won lessons. The road was full of wrong turns and bizarre monsters, but I’m still glad I tried. And, who knows? Maybe one day I’ll finally figure out how to use that damn fireball spell without burning my shoes off.
Richard Joseph
