Silas reached for his staff to cast his new, stolen spells, but his mana bar flashed a brilliant, blinding red. The XP he had farmed began to drain away, faster than it had come. He felt himself shrinking, his robes turning back into the tattered rags of an Initiate. The world went black.
He had heard whispers in the darker corners of the Magician’s Rest—a tavern where the older wizards drank fire-mead. They spoke of the a forbidden sequence of spells that tricked the magical ley lines into granting XP for doing absolutely nothing. Ro-Wizard XP Farmer Hack
It was working. Silas watched in a trance as his level skyrocketed. Level 20. Level 50. Level 100. New spells flooded his mind—Fire Storm, Dragon’s Breath, Void Warp—powers he hadn't earned but now possessed. He felt like a god. But magic always has a price. Silas reached for his staff to cast his