The Magic of This World Is Wrong

I am a book. A book titled “Magic.” In worlds where magic is needed, I appear before those who possess the potential to become mages. By opening me, they form a contract with me, and I make them into mages. The contractor becomes a great mage, spreads magic throughout the world, and once that role is fulfilled, my purpose is complete. Then I lose consciousness, only to awaken again in another world. That was how it had always been… “But I’m…” For the first time, something happened that had never happened before. “…I’ve possessed someone?” I ended up possessing the body of the last descendant of a fallen family of master mages. Well, if it’s come to this, I can just become the cont...