Chapter 2: Chapter 2 Magic and Battles....
"No fucking way! Was that.... my Shinsoo?....".
I looked down at the palm and clenched my hand several times. That familiar feeling of holding my Wind Lance in my hand was still fresh in my mind.
.... It was real! Everything was real! Headon! Yuri! The "Ball" Test! None of it was a dream!....
"So that means I could do something like this as well, right?".
I cup my hands together and focus intently on gathering a single Baang of Shinsoo in my hand. Not one with my Shinsoo quality, nor one with my Shinsoo shape either.
Just a single Baang, regardless of the Myun or Soo.
....Just focus on the world.... and condense it into the palm of my-.
"Beelzebub! What are you-!".
I heard a voice come from the door, or what was left of it rather, and saw my adoptive mother standing there, leaning against the door, he eyes wide with awe and excitement.
"Arty! I swear I can-".
I noticed that in the palm of my hand was a small glowing orb, roughly the same size as a tennis ball and I hid it behind my back and didn't dare to meet my adoptive-mothers eyes.
.... Shit! What am I going to do now! How can I explain this! What am I going to do!.....
My head dropped a little bit.
I was screwed....
"Bell.... how long have you been able to use Magic?".
But before I could say anything else, I found myself being pulled into her embrace, my head wrapped tightly by her arms.
.... What?....
"I'm not angry with you Bell. If anything I'm happy for you! Happy that you've been blessed with the ability to use Magic!".
....Huh?....
"Your father would be so proud of you right now! Been able to destroy a door with your first use of accidental Magic!.... it's a little late but you'll definitely grow up to be a powerful Wizard someday!".
.... Did you just say-....
"Magic?".
I stared up at my adoptive-mothers and tilted my head cutely. I had absolutely no idea where, or to what direction this conversation was going, but I knew one thing for sure...
That whatever excuse I needed to get out of being punished by Arty.... I would take it.
"Yes Magic! I can use it, your father can and you can as well! Isn't that exciting!".
My cute, childlike expression quickly fades and I give Arty a blank look.
"....Magic? Like levitating things and creating fireballs, "Magic"?".
She nodded.
"Magic can be used for all kinds of things Bell! It can be used to control fire, water and even lightning! You can block bullets using special spells and in some circumstances, can make the user practically immortal!".
I blinked a couple times.
..... Hang on. Didn't this sound a whole lot like the explanation Yuri gave me?... Is it possible! That this "Magic" and "Shinsoo" are the same!....
I shook my head and dispersed that kind of heretical thoughts.
.... Magic couldn't be on the same level as Shinsoo. If that was the case, then why doesn't the whole world know about "Magic"!....
"Um, Arty, can Magic make people fly?".
"Yes! When a Witch or Wizard rides a broom they can fly!".
My shoulders slumped slightly.
"And can Magic make people survive a bullet to the head?".
"No of course not! Some alchemists can create a Philosophers Stone to keep themselves from death, but nobody can survive something like that!".
They slumped even further.
"What about controlling the fire and lightning?! Can they create a fire as big as a skyscraper? Or lightning as tall as a mountain?!".
"What? Of course not! We're Wizards and Witches, not Gods or those main characters from the books you read! We're still human!".
I completely relaxed my shoulders and sighed heavily.
.... What a disappointment. Those who manipulate Shinsoo and grow to become Rankers, exceed what is known as "human limits". If "Magic" can't to it then.... why even bother?....
".... can Magic even be used to strengthen the body? To increase strength and agility?".
This was my final hope for "Magic". If it has the potential to at least do this then maybe it was worth checking out.
Because so far, in my opinion at least, a battle between Shinsoo and Magic would end in the latter being crushed solely under the extreme pressure Shinsoo has in high amounts.
It was a power that could give one the strength of a God after all.
Arty just stared blankly at me and then gave a side-wards glance to the manwha I had under my pillow and frowned.
"Of course it can't! Magic is something that affects the world! Not oneself!.... huh? Bell? Why are you looking at my like that? As if your disappointed with me or something!".
I stopped giving my adoptive-mother a dead stare and just shook my head and left the room, ignoring her shouts and heading downstairs to eat.
There was breakfast waiting for me after all.
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".... So? Why am I here again?".
I looked around the room eyed the three figures in front of me with a bored expression. All three of them were wearing clothes not suitable for this day and age, and would get more than a few looks if caught walking down the street with them on.
"I'm here to explain "Magic" to you, my boy. Ms Invidia informed me that you have no interest in Magic whatsoever, correct?".
I nod. The eccentric looking old man in front of me may have looked harmless to any other eleven year old boy, but the Shinsoo in the air grew tense when he stepped into the house and I readied my Shinsoo gathering mental image, to create a Shinsoo quality Baang and escape.
"That's a shame, my boy, but I can't help but wander why you'd want to deny your gift? Ms Invidia has Magic herself and I just can't imagine why you'd give up a chance like this. Others your age would practically jump at the chance to learn Magic. What makes you different?".
I couldn't help but roll eyes at the old man. My steel grey eyes glancing over the reactions from the two people beside him.
"You little brat- you're just like-".
"Severus! Calm yourself!".
The corners of my mouth raising into something akin to a smirk as I watch the older lady raise a hand to stop the thirty-something year old man from pointing a "wand" at me.
"Bell, could you-".
"It's Beelzebub. Only family can call me Bell".
Crossing my arms, I lean back into my chair, pretending not to notice the death stares "Severus" was giving me, and the annoyed looks Arty was giving me for not showing the three guests respect.
I didn't do anything to fix my behavior, or my posture, and just twirled my raven locks around my index finger, trying to amuse myself.
But the old man wouldn't let up.
"Alright Beelzebub. Just look me in the eyes and answer honestly.... why do you not want to learn Magic?".
I give a reluctant sigh and look the old man in the eyes.
"I just don't feel the need to-".
I cover my mouth with my hand and hold back a gag. Arty leaps over from her side of the room and comes to my side, and "Severus" and "Minerva" go to Dumbledore's and stop the old man from throwing up as well.
"Bell!? What's the matter?! Are you alright?!".
Keeping the bile down, I look up and meet the old man's eyes once more and couldn't help but empty my stomach onto the living room carpet.
It was then that I realized.
..... I can feel it. That prickling sensation! The feeling of having someone watching you!....
There's someone in my mind!
"GET OUT! GET OUT OR I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU OLD MAN!".
I blink, breaking the connection between us and run upstairs, trying to get the higher ground.
.... Shit! I should've known not to underestimate "Magic". Shinsoo maybe stronger, but right now, I'm neither a Ranker, or even a Ranked Regular....
Running as fast as my eleven year old legs could take me, I was about to take the final step and reach the second floor of our house before I hear a shout come from behind me and feel an immediate change with the Shinsoo in the air.
[Stupefy].
"Shit!".
I curse and bring up my open palm and focus intently on creating the single Shinsoo quality Baang in my hand. I only had one shot, and I didn't want to test out my Shinsoo Resistance on a unknown spell with unknown affects, regardless of the power behind it.
"Ha! You've got nowhere to hide now spawn of-".
With a single thrust, I pierce the ball of red light with my formless lance, causing the spell to be absorbed by my lance.
"What?! What Dark Magic is this!".
The man, Severus, looked up at me with a befuddled expression which quickly turned dark as he raised his wand at me again, firing off another barrage of red light.
I narrowed my eyes at the man and pointed my wind lance at him and squeezed down hard.
"....Die".
My lance immediately grew thinner and extended several meters stabbing Severus in his wand wielding arm.
"Ahhh!".
The grown man instantly dropped his wand and fell to the ground, clutching the bloody wound on his arm. He looked up at me and I lifted up my wind lance in a throwing position causing him to back up and and shake his head frantically.
"No! No you can't to this to me! Your father! He wouldn't want this! He wouldn't want his only son to-".
I clench tightly on my lance and block out his words with the sound of billowing wind.
".... that man.... is anything but my father....".
I take a deep breath and "throw" my spear forward but-.
[Stupefy].
I grab hold of the end of the released spear and swing it around to my left and block the ball of red light from beside me.
.... There it was again! I could feel the change in Shinsoo before I heard the spell!....
"There's nowhere to run, my boy. Miss Arty has left you and you're completely surrounded.... I suggest you just give up and come with us. I promise you'll receive proper care and that no harm will come to you....".
I clench my teeth tightly at the old geezers voice.
.... Fuck! Why can't you come after me in a few weeks! I can't fight three different opponents with just a single Baang! No matter what my Myun or Soo is!....
My grip lessens on the spear and it shrinks and thickens as it returns to it's Lance form.
"Oh? That wandless spell is quite impressive, my boy. I can think of only one other your age with such a prowess for controlled wandless Magic.... and even then he couldn't do it with the same amount of control as you. How did you manage such a thing?".
"Like I'd tell you old man! I'm surprised you didn't try and force it out of me!".
I spit some of the taste of bile from my mouth and put both hands on my lance and squeeze as lightly as my body could allow. It was pointed in the direction of the old man but my eyes widened when a loud pop sound rang out and the flow of Shinsoo in the air shifted a little.
.... He teleported! He actually teleported!....
Following the flow of Shinsoo, I turned to face the old woman named Minerva behind me and thrust out my spear in a direction beside her.
"See my boy, you don't have the- urgh!".
My small smirk turned into an all out grin when I saw the tip of my spear hit the old man, sending him flying backwards, crashing through the door behind him.
.... I might be able to do this! If I can just keep feeling the flow of Shinsoo, I can beat them!....
I didn't let up and with my spear of wind still completely extended, I smacked Minerva into the wall, causing the older lady to fall to drop her wand and fall to the ground.
When the Deputy Headmistress of..... Hog-something or whatever, hit the ground, I didn't take anything to chance and picked up her wand and put it in my pocket, my lance of wind still in my hand.
".... why.... are you doing this, Bell?".
Pointing the lance at the old lady on the floor I narrow my eyes and take a quick glance at the unconscious bodies of Severus and Dumbledore before stripping them of all clothes and taking both their wands.
"Why? Why did you attack-".
"Because that damn old geezer tried to read my mind! That's why!".
My voice was much louder than it was normally and my expression was fierce and angry. The feeling of when I met the old mans gaze sent shivers up my spine and I sent a hateful glance over to the old man before looking back at Minerva.
"How would you like it if some random person tried to break into your mind?! Tried to read your thoughts?! It's disgusting!".
The old lady's expression stiffened before she gave a wry smile and lightly shook her head.
"Albus.... this one is on you....".
Despite my expression not changing, I felt my rage and hate towards the old man lessen considerably and I covered my mouth and held back a yawn and took small tastes of the air.
.... The taste of bile is gone....! There's something in the air!....
I stopped breathing and forced as much Shinsoo as I could into my lance before hearing several loud pops come from outside the house. Loud voices accompanied those pops.
"Mad-Eye! What's the situation!".
"Quiet down you idiot! There's a eleven year-old boy in there and he's taken out Dumbledore, Minerva and Severus! Dumbledore's out cold and Severus is bleeding! Now get in there and take him down! The Sleeping Drought should be taking affect right about now, so he's probably asleep!".
...!
My eyes widened and a shot of adrenaline coursed through my veins as the most effective way to deal with these reinforcements came to mind.
I laid down on my stomach, my head facing downwards and I heard more pops ring out on the second floor, and several voices along with it.
"Is that the kid?".
"Yeah, I can't believe that he got the drop on Dumbledore.... I mean the kid shouldn't even have a wand, right?".
"And he managed to get both McGonagall and Snape. I'd hate to face the kid when he's older....".
I heard their footsteps come closer and readied my single Shinsoo quality enhanced Baang in the palm of my hand.
"Holy shit! Why is Snape naked!".
"Dumbledore is too.... wait it's a-".
Opening my eyes, I fought back a yawn as I swung my Lance in a circle, colliding with two people, instantly knocking them unconscious.
"Shit! Sturgis! Hestia!".
I turned, and saw the large dark skinned man with his wand pointed at me and leaped back hiding behind the unconscious bodies of his allies.
His expression turned into one of anger, obviously at the choice of taking the shot and hitting me, or missing and hitting his friends.
"Checkmate".
Pointing my wind at him, the formless lance extended once again, hitting him square in the stomach, but instead of piercing straight through, it sent him flying backwards down the stairs.
I heard a sickening crack when his body landed followed by screams of "my leg, my leg", but I ignore it and yawn loudly instead.
.... Damn.... I feel so damn sleepy....
There was another change in the floor of Shinsoo around me and I turn around just in time to see a heavily scarred man with a wand in one hand and a staff in the other to give me a hateful expression and shoot a ball of red at me.
"Damn kid! What are you?!".
I hold back a snarl and absorb the incoming projectile with my lance, causing the wind to glow a dull green.
"Aha! I can see your weapon now kid! Don't think you can hide behind it anymore!".
"Fuck off!".
The intensity of the red projectiles flying towards me increased and I couldn't help but swear as my reactions grew slower as time passed. Most red streaks were blocked by my lance, which as it endured more and more hits, grew to an even brighter green.
It was then that the first red light hit my shoulder.
"You're getting slower kid! My Sleeping Drought is working like a charm!".
I bite down my lip so hard it starts to bleed.
I feel another impact on my lower left leg and I fall to my knees, my eyes closed under both the intense light my lance was giving off and heavy drowsiness from the "Sleeping Drought".
.... Fuck... am I going to be beat here?....
I felt another another red light impact my temple and I'm sent spinning.
I tried to focus on aiming my lance at the scarred man, but my the sight from my left eye was dyed red.
.... Shit? Am I bleeding?....
My vision was blurry and I couldn't focus on anything else but the red.
My red vision. The red lights. The dripping red liquid....
.... I think I hate the color red now....
I dropped my lance, which was growing a radiant green and had a cool breeze emanating from it. I could see "cracks" all over it, from which the breeze was coming from and smiled.
A pair of feet entered my view and I looked up and saw a electric blue eye looking back at my with a mixed expression.
"You're good kid, I'll give you that".
He looked around and saw the carnage from the battle and his unconscious or screaming comrades and just shook his head and pointed his wand at me.
"But not good enough to take us all down-? Why are you smiling?".
I let out a painful chuckle and pointed at my lance, which had been completely covered in cracks. The green light was blinding by this stage and was leaking air like a deflated tire.
"....boom".
A force of nature, a typhoon exploded out of the shattered lance instantly destroying the small suburban home.
Windows shattered. Floorboards snapped. Carpet shredded. Concrete split.
The green colored wind "cut" anything that entered it grasp.
Metal, wood, plastic, dirt, concrete, flesh.
Several pops accompanied the unstoppable force of nature, but were muffled by the screams of a small family of three next door.
The green typhoon, which would be later known as "Beelzebub" by nations across the world, would spin for three whole years destroying countless cities in its wake, killing close to 1,000,000 people.
Nothing, neither scientific nor magical could stop the death and destruction caused by "Beelzebub".
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.... Shit. Have I been captured?.... Or....
My eyes flickered a little before a bright light so strong I unconsciously brought up my arm to block entered my vision.
Blue skies as far as the eye could see. Grass higher than 2 meters completely surrounded me and the brown dirt beneath me was cool to the touch.
"Where am I?....".
I stood up and pushed the tall grass aside and saw "it".
A floating castle in the sky.
.... Wait! This is-!".
My thoughts were interrupted by a loud voice.
"Hello everyone! All the Regulars who have made it to the Tower, we sincerely welcome all of you to the 2nd Floor, Evankhell's Floor!".
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MrMoist Another chapter!
Sorry for the wait, but the update schedule from now on will be rather random.
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I won't be dropping this, but just expect the updates to be random.
Hopefully I can get in one or two chapters a week.
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