Capítulo 17: Lineage Awakening - part 1
Magic was truly fascinating and that was one of the truest things of all, at least in this world. I feel sorry for the Muggles who don't have access to this wonderful way of living. I honestly can't imagine myself without magic anymore and, if that means anything, I don't think with magic I'm incapable of giving up living.
There are many magical ways to extend life, although my bloodline already guarantees this, I found that I don't have super heals like Wolverine or Ban de Nanatsu no Taizai... it just means that I won't die of old age in the future. But I can be killed if someone, in some dark way, blows my brains out.
Now, I won't be the psychotic Voldemort-type person who broke his soul into so many pieces to attach himself to this world, nor like Dumbles who somehow wanted to possess Harry Potter's body, but I didn't intend to leave this world any time soon. . Which in a way would be difficult considering how many OP skills I have.
I mean, after my bloodline awakened I could basically generate a gravitational repulsion field around my fluffy self just like that guy in the vectors... not to mention the Kamui function, which basically allowed me to be in another space, making me impervious to physical and energy attacks.
I will be scary.
The problem is my limited ability to protect other people. My bloodline was OP but there was no denying that, during the process of choosing and specifying my bloodline, I focused too much on my own safety and ignored anything else. I'm not going to be the kind of emo protagonist who would deny feelings for others and end up crying blood watching one of them get hurt. I would be psychotic with the protection of people I care about, because not doing that would be painful for me. I didn't even want to imagine living alone and shit will happen in this world if I didn't have my loved ones by my side.
Anyway, my experimentation with "Gate" is over and now I just need to rest until the day I go to Hogwarts. So I was in my room, on my bed, waiting for the two cute girls who would be my women to come snuggle up to me. I had honestly thought of every kind of protective device I could force them to use that I didn't even notice my discomfort.
For some reason, all of a sudden, I couldn't breathe anymore. My chest was tight and my body started to its a lot.
{Starting lineage awakening...}
Damn, how could I forget? 11 years old, dammit... But I was in my room. It was okay. I would fix it.
Shit. It hurts.
And I mentally monologued about my lineage and all of a sudden she decided to kick my ass by showing up.
I couldn't scream. But it wouldn't be productive. There was nothing anyone who heard my screams could do and I had a feeling it would be better to be alone now. I made as much effort as possible to channel my magic and seal the room with me inside. That was the only thing I did before the darkness took over.
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3rd POV
Blood had splattered the entire room that had once been Pietro's bedroom. It was a big room, but it was still almost saturated with red liquid. And to think that all of it came out of an 11-year-old infant body.
Of course, the young wizard's situation wasn't really that bad. But his request for such a strong bloodline was not easy to carry out, even with Ancient magic at work here. After all, the laws of magic were still rulers of this world and many coincidences sometimes make it difficult to escape from some situations.
For example, when Walburga Black had registered her birth and stated in it that her birthday was August 1st, she did not take into account the fact that he emerged from his dead mother's womb at 11:59:59 on July 31, 1980. Which in some bizarre way placed him among the 3 possible claimants to the prophecy.
It also didn't help that the prophecy was vague and vague about the requirements of the chosen magical hero. He must be marked by the Dark Lord as his equal... that never specified which Dark Lord they were talking about here. Gellert had not died and had raised the child since he was born... it would not be difficult for the old man to recognize the little grandson, and the old man's request that Pietro assume the name Grindelwald was enough mark to qualify him as a son of the prophecy.
Now, the need to possess a power that the Dark Lord is unaware of? Hello? Unlike Potter who was protected by Ancient magic cast by others, Pietro himself cast the magic that gave him his lineage... be it the fact that he created the hacker system, or the fusion of PATRON with the flames of black magic... .all the steps of the process were done by the boy... And let's not even talk about the powers that the Noseless bastard and Assholedore and Gellertdo not know. The boy basically had the most OP and unknown bloodline in this universe. His eyes were the fusion of Naruto's 2 ultimate doujutsu, his imagination, intelligence and focus basically allowed him to use magic like an Elden and his control over his own magic was second only to the very magic which, according to what he theorized, should be a goddess in this universe.
This and his awakening led magic to deem the young Lord Black more suited to carrying the fate of the wizarding world than the young Lord Potter. Chances of fate, neither the boy nor his grandfather nor Assholedore knew about it... Although Pietro had some doubts and coincidences tended to happen around him, the young man didn't want to admit it... so he was also ignorant on the subject.
But luck seemed to be in the boy's favor. Not knowing will be more beneficial than knowing after all.
Anyway, the blood-filled room started to shake and the blood was somehow sucked into the corner of the room where there was a bed. Then out of nowhere, a kind of red cocoon formed and light green flames began to burn around it.
Inside the cocoon, it was possible to see our hero, contained and in a fetal position. His naked body had developed some interesting appendages. Slender fangs could be seen in his half-open mouth, small pale blue horns on his forehead, and a beautiful black tail with an arrowhead now protruded from his coccyx, just above the slit between his buttocks.
Either way, time passed quickly and outside his room, confusion and shouting were the norm.
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Black Mansion, Grimmauld Place
Andromeda was on edge. The boy she was supposed to take care of was missing and none of them knew where to find him. When one of the Veela twins came up talking about the boy's bedroom door disappearing she thought the worst thing is she almost had a syncope.
But you couldn't blame her for that. Ever since she met the boy she was attracted to him. Not sexually, that would be weird, but she was attracted to him. Maybe the family ring was the cause, or maybe the fact that he was so cute without realizing it... or simply because he didn't despise her for choosing her mate among the Muggles... when she heard his opinion of magic she almost cried and only his horrified face stopped that.
Remembering the fact, she almost smiled. If only she wasn't so worried.
It was no surprise to anyone in the house that they both had an awkward relationship. The boy treated her more like a mother than an aunt (or cousin as this was the real relationship between them) and she treated him more like a son than a nephew. She didn't know why but when she first met him... it felt like she was Looking at a lonely young Sirius and she felt an obligation to protect him, even from herself.
It was surprising how many things the young man had done in such a short time and at such a young age… But she would not take any more unnecessary risks to his safety. Family moments almost turned into a three-way fight over which one (Aarine, Karine or Andromeda) would cuddle and caress the boy's soft skin.
Aarine – He belongs to us, old witch, go after your husband!
Karine – we arrived first, return my man!
Andromeda – You can have him at 18, horny girls, now he is a cute boy who needs a mother figure.
Ted – Should I be jealous of this?
Nymphadora – Mom never did that to me... hmph... who cares!?
Pietro – Well, her breasts are quite comfortable.
Life at Black House had never been this lively before and it melted the woman's heart more than anything. She needed closure after all, after all she loved her family and when she ran away she was basically severing ties with them... if the boy didn't accept her again all those things she hid in her heart wouldn't come out.
"He'll be fine, Aunt Andromeda, I know he will." Karine said in a heavy voice unusual for her. Her hands were squeezing a small white handkerchief and her eyes were almost always on where his bedroom door used to be.
"I… think so…" the older woman rationalized. "Are you sure knocking down the wall doesn't help?"
"Does'nt help." Aarine replied. "The door disappeared as a result of a high-level concealment spell. If I'm not wrong, he didn't want us to go in and magically isolated himself."
"But why?" Karine asked in desperation. "Why would he drive us away?"
The older sister looked at the younger sister and in a few seconds of silent words between them, Karine finally composed herself.
"I understand."
"Understand what?" Nymphadora asked since she was the only one paying full attention to the sisters.
The two looked at each other and shrugged. Knowing it or not wouldn't change much and there was already a story prepared for them in case the awakening of the bloodline brought dysmorphism to the young Black."According to Pietro, Lady Walburga Black not only led her husband to have a child with a woman capable of bearing, but she did so through a ritual." Aarine began... "She sent a diary with the boy to Master Grindelwald when he was born and there were descriptions of everything she had done to increase Pietro's talent with magic and all the rest."
"Aunt Walburga did what?" Andromeda freaked out.
"I'm not sure what the effects of this are, but Pietro has always said that this ritual merged 3 bloodlines into one, creating a new bloodline... The ritual increased the blood of the three main houses he was related to. Grindelwald, Lestrange, Black…" This time Karine said with an even deeper heavy expression. She knew the young man was hiding something from them... there was no way it could just be that, they were attached to him after all and could tell if he was lying, but it was the official story after all.
"And then? What you mean?" Nymphadora asked sadly. She had already learned to like the little shit after all. He was fun to annoy.
"I mean he has all the lineage talents of these families. Metamorphmagic, superior reserves of magical power, talent in the Dark Arts and transfiguration... only God knows what else." Andromeda concluded. "That explains most of the things he's done so far. Play around with runes as if he were playing with building blocks; develop a new application for Golemmancy and alchemy; create an international company in two and a half years... That explains almost everything." She concluded. "But it doesn't explain why he locks himself up. What lineage does he have with that?"
"He always said that his bloodline would awaken at age 11. According to him that's when the core of most wizards actually matures and receives legitimacy from magic." Aarine explained. "He also said that this awakening wouldn't be pretty. The ritual Lady Walburga performed was not *clear* magic, so to speak. He said that when he created his bloodline flame, he only strengthened his talent even more..."
"Breedage flame?"
"The Diabolic Protego spell is Master Grindelwald's signature spell for a reason, after all." Karine said and then was silent. Waiting for your loved one to come back. If the bond between them hadn't been active by now she would have gone mad.
"Let's wait and hope for the best then."
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