The Magic of Alchemy

by Roggy2688

Thanks to a mysterious Dimensional Alchemage, a small group of Amestrians end up in Fiore. There goal is simple: to get back home. Unfortunately, it is much easier said than done... (There is an uncreative OC so you were warned...)

1. Prologue

Prologue

He stood in the centre of the massive magical and alchemical circle, chanting a complex spell. His white hair was whipping into his face but he ignored it. The circle began glow as the power began to circulate round it. The wind died and the area around the circle fell silent. It was as if the whole world was holding its breath while the spell was cast. The lines drawn in white chalk turned black and began to glow with an ethereal, dark light. Suddenly, the lines began to swirl and contort. The white-haired Alchemage had his eyes closed and was still chanting as raw dimensional energy flooded from the black lines. The hum of power rose and fell in harmony with the strange, foreign words of the chant. Suddenly, there was a loud whooshing and the lines disintegrated. The Alchemage fell onto his knees exhausted but smiling. He had succeeded.