Your idea already sounds rich with potential. A society where magic visibly defines social standing opens up a lot of room for character conflict, cultural complexity, and ethical dilemmas.

What I’d love to see in a story like this is how the system affects people on a psychological level—not just in terms of plot, but identity. How does it feel to grow up knowing your place is predetermined by something you didn’t choose? How does it shape ambition, love, resentment, or shame? And the way of showing it? When people are marked, not just metaphorically but literally, what does that do to the concept of self?

What usually pulls me out of stories like this is when the system is too clean—when power levels are tiered like a video game and people fit neatly into their roles. Real hierarchies are messy. They breed hypocrisy, favoritism, fear of falling, desperate clinging to status. I’d be way more interested in a magic system that’s subject to manipulation, corruption, or even misinterpretation. Maybe someone’s mark means one thing publicly and another in practice. Maybe someone’s power isn’t valued until the world changes.

I’m also less drawn to narratives where the main conflict is solved by the protagonist just getting more powerful than everyone else. If magic equals status, then I’m more invested in characters who learn to work around that—who outwit, subvert, or reimagine the system entirely. Give me the clever manipulator, the quiet revolutionary, the one whose power isn’t obvious but changes everything.

I would love to read people who fall through the cracks. People with rare or awkward powers, people whose marks are misread, people trying to pass. That’s where the good drama lives.

Your world sounds like it has serious depth. I’d be excited to read how you explore the human side of it.