Black Clover RP is an intermediate AU roleplay site set generations after the happenings of the Black Clover Manga/Anime.
The events of this site are entirely non-canon compared to real lore surrounding the manga;
meaning that any canon names and concepts surrounding any lore, anime, manga, game, etc are not valid.
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Black Clover was produced by Shonen Jump, Viz Freak and created by Yūki Tabata.
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01/10/20 Mysterious creatures have appeared throughout the Kingdom
05/16/18 The Spring Magic Knigts Exam has came to an end!
05/16/18 Patch 2.5 has dropped!
08/01/18 The 4 year Time Skip has occured. New rules and regulations as well as events have all been put into place.
09/21/18 The Royal Knight Exams have begun
10/01/18 The 2018 Fall Harvest Festival will begin
10/19/18 The Fall Magic Knight Exams will begin
11/15/18 The Harvest Festival and Royal Knight Exams both end
11/12/18 The Magic Knight Exams have begun
12/05/18 The Yule Time Festivus has brought many events throughout the Kingdom!
02/15/19 The Grimoire Ceremony is starting all around the country.
04/08/19 The Magic Knight Exams have begun
05/20/19 The Magic Knight Exams have ended
06/01/19 The Diamond Kingdom has started thier invasion on Clover, hoping to end the war!
09/30/19 The War with Diamond has ended!
10/01/19 One Year Timeskip
It's been a rough going start for the young Vermillion girl. The trial that she's had to face in the year that she'd become a magic knight had been no easy feat. Everything from losing her masters and not even knowing where they went, to suffering multiple near-death experiences and practically embarrassing herself in front of other magic knights. She was supposed to be a royal, a Vermillion no less. On top of that, she was a magic knight. Part of the Crimson Lion Kings, one of the best squads out there. At least that's what the squad themselves knew, the officials rankings from the Star Festival placed them in fourth, being beaten out by the Azure Deer, Purple Orcas, and of course, the Golden Dawn. She had to just roll her eyes at the name every time she heard it. She didn't think she knew a more annoying group of people than them. Always flaunting about how great they were. Emily was sure that they wouldn't be talking like that once somebody showed them up finally, and the Crimson Lions were just the squad for the job. Come this season, they'd definitely outdo them in stars. It was a promise.
However, in order to fulfill that promise, the girl had to be one of the leading factors as to why they're on top. It had to be her. This would be her chance to finally do something great for the Lions, and for herself. "I spent so much time wondering when I'd become great that I forgot that I had to be the one to do that for myself. Just like Silas and Yuurei said, it's up to me to make sure I get strong enough to protect the people I want to protect. No one else can do it but me. I'll show them all...Silas, Yuurei, Vice Captain Ardere, Captain Lysander, Forrest, and you too Rose." the girl said to herself, still remembering the promise she made to Forrest and his late girlfriend. Back during the Yule Festival, she made her offering to the Guardian Tree and asked for the strength to look forward. On this day, Emily finally believed that she got what she wished for.
The teen beamed brightly at her glowing silver grimoire as a new spell began to etch itself into the pages. This must've been the new power that she was hoping for. Now all she had to do was make it hers. It hadn't been too long since the girl received a couple of new spells. Although she never got to try those out, this new spell felt more different. She could tell it was more powerful than anything she'd ever previously received. "It looks like another attack spell. Just what I needed!" the girl exclaimed. Anything she had that gave her the ability to dish out some more damage was everything that she'd be willing to take.
The Vermillion girl took a deep breath in, and exhaled shortly after. She gave the spell one last read before nodding her head. "Alright here goes..." the girl started as her grimoire sprang into action, floating in front of her and beginning to give off extra light as it came close to the spell's activation. "Smoke Creation Magic! Lion's Pursuit!" the girl shouted. To her surprise, the spell wasn't all that flashy for being more powerful than her other spells. Two smoky trinkets were created right in front of the girl's face and just seemed to be floating there. Emily blinked a few times, a bit confused at what exactly they did. She then began to see the resemblance to something a little bit different. "I-Is that...a Lion's fang?" she asked herself, examining one of the trinkets. They were indeed. Emily had gained a spell that allowed her to summon smoky lion fangs. The only question that remained was how sharp were these fangs?
An idle thought skipped across her mind as to how exactly the spell worked, and just as if on command, the fangs began to revolve around the young mage. The revolutions were by no means simultaneous, or not even linear, and the fangs never followed each other's paths. It was more akin to the way that electrons revolved around an atom. In all different directions at different times. This still led the girl to wonder what the spell did of course, and then it began to show its true effects. As one of the fangs passed by the ground next to her, it sliced across a small chunk of earth. As the other fang passed through the ground it also achieved the same result. Baffled, but also pleased, the young Vermillion watched with a smile as her newly crafted lion fangs tore out smaller pieces of the earth.
"I suppose I could use these as a sort of tower defense. I'ts definitely not the must offensive offense spell that I own, but this one works just as well." she said to herself. However, due to the true nature of her spell, the young lion couldn't see what the spell was really capable of just yet. As was the case with most of her other spells. Most of them were only truly useful in practical combat, and besides knowing that she was losing her mana casting them, had no idea about the effects. It wouldn't be the first of her spells that had a nature like this, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. As a sensory mage, the girl was supposed to know much more about illusions than what she actually did, and as a magic knight, the girl should know way more about her magic in general than what she actually did. In many ways, she still knew that she was way behind.
The lion fangs dissipated as the spell seemed to come to an end. Regardless of how much the girl still beat herself up over her inability to do her part when needed, this was undeniable progress. If not with actual combat application, at least this was proof of her becoming stronger. Now all she had to do was use that strength.
Despite training for her newfound magical abilities, Emily was also concerned by the ring that she had found in her room. Not so much the ring, but it was the note that was left with the ring that really scared the girl a bit. "The curse gives, and the curse takes." the girl repeated the ominous words that were printed on the note. Even after all of that, she still felt inclined to carry the small silver magic ring around with her. It hadn't caused her any problems at all, but Emily was still very unsure about the true abilities of the ring. "The weirdest part about this thing is that I can feel them...the other ones." the girl said to herself. She was positive about it at this point. The ring she had belonged to something...something bigger. Whatever that thing was, it wasn't completely assembled, but rather its pieces were scattered across different locations. Possibly they were with mages of their own, just as the ring was with Emily. Either way, the Vermillion knew she could sense the presence of the other items. "They're all connected obviously, but how?" the asked herself.
The girl's grimoire began to flutter open to a different page just as it did a few moments before. Another spell would etch itself into the pages of the silver book. The spell's writing was giving off an elegant light. A silvery glow to match her grimoire lit up the training area at the Crimson Lion's base. Emily could feel the power of the spell as it all came together. It seemed to be another attack spell, which the girl wouldn't ever refuse. The trademark of a Crimson Lion was the power of their Attack Creation spells. Who would she be if she didn't have some of the most powerful out there?
It was time for the girl to give her spell a try. With a nod and another deep breath, just as she'd done for the first spell, Emily got ready to put her new skills into action. "Smoke Creation Magic: Lioness Whip!" the girl shouted. As soon as the spell was chanted, it was almost as if it was a command given to her grimoire. The noble's magical power got right to work, forming a long trail of smoke extending from the girl's hand. Emily began to swing the whip around with ease just to play around with it. She figured that she could get some pretty good range with the attack judging by how long the smoky trail was. "Hm...I wonder just how hard you hit." she spoke to herself, eyeing her magical smoke whip. She swung her whip at the nearest training dummy and watched as the spell shot out towards the poor target. On contact, the smoke whip emitted a rather loud cracking noise as it wrapped itself around the target. "So even magical whips made out of smoke still crack on impact...not useful, but noted anyway." she said to herself.
Just then, as the girl pulled back her whip something strange happened. Just as before, with the lion fangs, it was as if the spell began to reveal more of a hidden capability. A second trail of smoke seemed to slink its way out from the same hand. Now, the original whip seemed to split off at a junction that it created within itself. A double whip with double the capability. The smoke mage knew it would take some time to learn to control two whips simultaneously, but that was what she had to do. Besides, she'd never had that much of a problem controlling her magic in the past so she assumed it wouldn't be too hard.
That's when the next strange event took form. An event that would mark the beginning of numerous strange events for the girl, both now and in the future. The ring that she decided to wear during her little training session, for whatever reason, began to glow. It gave off an ominous black and shadowy mist. It was a magical aura of some sorts. The girl immediately held her right arm as far away from her as possible. "What is that?!" she asked herself in a slight panic. What was going on with this ring? It had never done anything like this before. Without warning, the shadowy aura spread down into her smoke whips and began to transform them. The white smoky auras darkened into dark clouds of smoke, as if it was the type of smoke that could be seen over a raging wildfire.
It looked like normal dark smoke from an outside point of view, but Emily knew that it was laced with whatever magical power just came from her ring. Emily examined the new dark smoke whips. Following the ring's glow, a small glow appeared in her grimoire once again. "Wait...that wasn't there before..." the girl said to herself. She took another look at her darkened smoke whips. "Black Lioness Whip. So that's what you are huh." she said. With a more firm grip, Emily became more welcome to the power. Even though it was sudden and mysterious, the girl was still curious after all. That curiosity appeared to overcome her sense of fear in that moment. She just had to see what it could do. With a small smirk and another crack of her whip, the dummy split into three pieces.
She blinked a few times. A little bit in shock, and a little in fear. "Did I really just do that?" she asked herself as her spell dissipated. Taking another look at her ring did it for her. Why did the ring affect her spell, and more importantly, what exactly did it do? "I just wish I had more answers." she told herself. The ring she had found in her room randomly one day was slowly proving to become more and more of a mystery.
If only she knew exactly what the ring was capable of. Someday she needed to find out, or find someone who did know something about it.
With practically no time to worry about her magical ring, another page was flipped open in her grimoire. However, usually the book only made a motion like this if the girl was ready to cast a spell, either that or another spell was about to be written down. Neither of those two things were happening right now and Emily was left with nothing but confusion for the moment. She tilted her head to the side and stared blankly at her silvery grimoire simply floating in the air beside her. "Can grimoires break? Cause if they can then I might need to get mine checked out." she told herself. Just then, like before, her ring began to emit a strange mana. "Seriously? This again?" the girl asked herself, this time seeming a bit more annoyed than afraid. Last time it activated after she had already used her spell, but this time she didn't even have a spell to cast and it was acting up. Her grimoire seemed to move closer and closer to her hand as the lion began to feel more of a temptation to touch the silver book. Emily gulped down some air, a little bit of the fear finally setting in.
The Crimson Lion slowly moved her hand towards her grimoire which was still floating next to her, completely still. The book had not made the slightest movement to change pages or even write a spell. However, with the sudden freezing of the magical item the Vermillion knew that for whatever reason, the book seemed to request her touch. With nothing left to think about, the flaming-haired girl reluctantly placed her hand against the book. There was a rush of the same dark mana that was already seeping off her ring. However, the small seeping from earlier was nothing compared to the huge rush of power that seemed to be flowing upward from the page. The girl's expression would be that of shock as even the area around her would be affected by the rush of dark mana. The strong drafts caused the bushes and grass around her to stay uncontrollably. Her fiery hair was pushed upward with such consistency that it seemed to stand on end. The girl tried pulling her hand away from the book, but some otherworldly force wasn't permitting the action. The Vermillion gripped her wrist with her opposite hand and tried pulling her arm away from the magical tome, but still nothing.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Emily was able to get out through grunts of frustration from her struggle against whatever force was keeping her glued to her book. "This is all because of that stupid ring! Let...me....go!" the girl shouted through grunts once more, pulling extra hard on the last syllable. To her surprise, the magic knight was able to pull herself free, tumbling backwards across the grass before coming to a stop. Now laying on her stomach, Emily groaned a bit as she looked up from the ground at her silver grimoire. Whatever dark mana that was emanating from her ring was now being swallowed up by her grimoire. The Vermillion blinked a few times, almost afraid to move now. Her grimoire moved first, floating on over to her prone position in the grass. It remained open on the page that she'd touched, however it was now visible. The words were different than the other ones. Usually her spells seemed to be etched in black or red, but this spell seemed to be etched in a more dark purple color. The same color as the mana that came blasting out of the ring. "What's this about?" the girl asked herself.
Emily got to her feet and dusted off her clothing. She was able to control her breathing with a deep breath as she slowly read over the words displayed in front of her in her grimoire. The words still glowed with the same purple tint as before, though less intensely. "Geez...the words feel so dark I'm almost afraid to try it." she said to herself. However, there had to be a reason why a spell like this appeared in her book, and if it had anything to do with the ring, Emily figured it might've been worth a shot to see what exactly would happen. In a matter of seconds, her uncertainty instantly faded away. It was just like the feeling from before when she used her whip. It wasn't something as simple as a compelling feeling, but more of a slight possession. This time, however, it would be a bit more known to the Vermillion child. As before, her actions seemed to be less of her own choice, however this time it was more than that. As the girl looked down at her hand the mana seemed to have taken it's own form, spreading across her hand a bit. "Smoke Illusion Magic: Intoxicating Roar!" the girl shouted with a voice that started to sound like it wasn't her own.
Normally, the Vermillion couldn't catch herself in her own illusions, but this was different. Black smoke began to spew from the girl's mouth, and in a matter of seconds, she was surrounded. She opened her eyes and blinked a few times, looking around at her smoky surroundings. "So you're the brat in control of my ring. That just won't do. You seem weak." a voice echoed through the black smoke. Emily looked around in fear. Who's voice was she listening to just now? Was she going crazy? Where even was she? "W-Who are you?" the flaming-haired girl asked. The voice managed to chuckle a bit, still booming around the small mage. "I...am Astrid. I'm a warrior who was sealed away for five-hundred years. I used to be so powerful, but now my power has been divided into seven different magical items. You seemed to have stumbled upon one of these items. Now I've given you a purpose. Thanks to me, you have a reason to do my bidding." Astrid explained. Emily tightened her face up a bit, trying to hold on to her sanity. "Your bidding? What does that mean? And why would I listen to some random voice?!" she shouted back into the fog.
Astrid obviously didn't seem amused by this. She forced a wave of pain to come down on the Vermillion child. Emily immediately began to grunt in pain, trying with everything she had not to break. Her face contorted into seemingly inhumane shapes in response to the pain. Her mouth opened wide, and just as she was about to utter a sound, all the pain went away. Emily opened her eyes and released a rather loud and panicked exhale as she began to breathe rapidly. The girl was still sore from the pain and still had no idea what was going on. "You'd better listen to me child. Next time I won't be so nice." Astrid boomed in the girl's mind. Still afraid from the encounter, the girl snapped her eyes shut when she heard the loud voice. She didn't really know who this voice belonged to, or what it wanted with her. "I never knew using my own spells was supposed to hurt this much." she said to herself. The girl turned her head to the left only to see her grimoire on the ground, closed.