Capítulo 1: Chapter -1
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A/N: There is a major change in this story. Students are accepted to Hogwarts when they are 13 and graduate when they are 19, so all the main characters are at least 16 years old (4th year) when the story begins. And to be clear they reach maturity in the wizarding world at age 20.
Then there is Fem-Harry, I doubt any reader would tell me anything about this fact and practically in the description of the story, but it is always better to say it first to avoid possible criticism.
Then I would add that this world, and a Marvel AU, since I want to add a lot of more powerful opponents to make things more interesting for everybody since I might make Mc too strong and then I wouldn't know how to handle him anymore with his alchemy and all that.
Lastly, there will be a lot of information throughout the story. As there will be a lot of references to To Aru no index and also many worlds with a lot of knowledge of the scientific and magical side.
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Chapter -1: Embers Of Ambition
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[Third Person]
In a silent night forest, shrouded in an eerie silence, a scene unfolded that would send shivers down the spine of anyone who came upon it. Amidst the dense foliage of ancient trees, their gnarled and twisted branches casting eerie shadows, a young teenager could be seen performing a mysterious ritual that exuded an unsettling aura.
The atmosphere was filled with a macabre uncertainty as the boy etched an intricate pentagram into the forest floor with meticulous precision. In the depths of his eyes was a disturbing calm that bordered on indifference to all things, even human life.
The design was not a pentagram, but an octagram adorned with eight intricately woven multidirectional triangles. Runes and esoteric symbols surrounded the central emblem, each bearing a cryptic meaning known only to the young man who practiced the occult.
The man, possessing a somewhat tanned complexion, sported shoulder-length hair tied back into a bun that allowed a pair of small bangs to frame his face. His appearance exuded a composure and clean-shaven demeanor.
Draped in comfortable attire, he wore a simple green sweatshirt adorned with the emblem of a snake and black silk pants marked with an air of luxury.
However, the most striking and intriguing aspect of the young man undoubtedly resided in his gaze. His deep, amber eyes remained fixated on the pentagram, emanating an aura of formidable power.
It was as if his gaze could penetrate the 'abyss' and observe all its innermost secrets, but at the same time he also received, unwelcome though it was, several glances from the various dimensions that surrounded this world.
[Picture ---> Mc some pictures for reference]
In the deep silence of the night, his ritual continued without too much trouble, while the forest seemed to hold its breath, as if it had a life of its own and was aware of the irregular events that were about to take place in this place.
"The successful creation of the Alchemical Circle, without any inaccuracies in its construction; in fact, it seems to be my finest work," the teenager spoke in a calculated, cold tone, his words deliberate.
He continued, "Aett's runes were perfectly carved in the Alchemical Circle, with no deviation in their order or placement within the Kabbalah tree"
He looked up at the night sky and a small smile curved his lips. "The astronomical phenomenon is about to begin. I consider myself lucky to have anticipated it, otherwise. I should have been forced to wait until the school year to try again, losing valuable time to focus on honing my physical skills in pursuit of my master plans."
He, reaches up to the starry sky as if to grasp a real star in the night sky. "...But I still cannot believe that I have been reborn in this new world.... It still seems like a daydream to me."
"It's really a shame that the world I ended up in is so dangerous. I still can't believe I ended up in a cross between Harry Potter and the Marvel Universe.... That's why I have to work hard to ensure my survival and that of the people around me in any way I can," he murmured, reaching into his pocket to check the time with a clear anticipation in his demeanor, as if he was expecting something extremely important.
"It's almost time. Let the show begin," his amber eyes sparkle with excitement at these words. "But it is precisely because this world is very dangerous for me that I have managed to acquire a remarkable talent in Occlumency, as well as greater processing speed and a better memory."
As he put the phone back in his pocket, the young man calmly picked up a small backpack lying nearby. With ease, he retrieved a vial of luminescent green liquid and carefully placed it in the center of the intricate formation he had painstakingly created.
Suddenly, after a few seconds, the night sky underwent a remarkable change, and a beautiful display of magical illumination unfolded over the entire forest. It was as if the universe itself had decided to put on a celestial light show, filling the night with wonder. Rays of light pierced the pristine darkness like ethereal spotlights, painting the celestial canvas with their radiant hues.
These beams took on a kaleidoscope of colors, creating a hypnotic and surreal dance of illumination. It was as if the stars themselves had awakened, twinkling in ecstatic harmony with the breathtaking spectacle unfolding above.
The shooting stars continued their magnificent display, while he, in stark contrast, remained resolute and unwavering, anxiously awaiting the climax of this mystical moment.
The young man, driven by his unwavering determination, remained unmoved by the celestial grandeur above him. He walked forward with the sole desire to accomplish at that very moment what he had come to do.
For him, this spectacle was merely a stepping stone to a more profound goal. As he placed his hands at the center of the magical formation, a subtle yet profound metamorphosis began to take shape.
The core of the formation began to emanate a brilliant blue light, casting an otherworldly glow that contrasted sharply with the surrounding darkness of the forest. Delicate and mesmerizing electrical sparks flickered and crackled within this newfound radiance, weaving intricate patterns of light and shadow around him.
The confluence of the captivating night sky and the enigmatic emanations from the pentagram created an atmosphere that could be described as almost supernatural, as if the very fabric of reality had inexplicably undergone a temporary change.
As the celestial spectacle in the night sky began to fade, and the intricate interplay of light and shadow emanating from the core of the central circle began to fade, it became clear that his Alchemical Circle had reached its culmination.
The vial at the center of the formation, once a vibrant green, now glowed with an intensity that surpassed any earthly hue. It pulsed with a mysterious energy, casting an eerie glow that bathed his face in an otherworldly radiance. With a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, he carefully retrieved the vial and examined it. One thing was for sure, all his work up to that point had finally paid off.
The vial had undergone a change, a clear revelation to him, for he had the power of another universe in his soul, which was why the truth was so easy for him to grasp and understand, more than anyone else in the world.
"The conceptual weight of the potion has been increased according to my calculations and the alchemical circle," With these words, the he secured the potion within his backpack with a small, satisfied smile on his lips. "I hope this is enough to achieve the desired results, after all, powerful astronomical events are certainly not an everyday occurrence."
With that task completed, he turned his gaze to the remaining magic circle, his eyebrows furrowed. "As for the magical trace, it has been hidden, courtesy of the rune that uses a theory of idols to gain power from the deity of deceit and lies," he remarked.
'Now all that remains is for me to erase any further evidence with my own hands and prevent the Ministry from causing unnecessary complications,' he decided as he methodically rolled up his sleeves and began the painstaking task of erasing all traces of his presence in the forest.
[Interlude]
After an indeterminate amount of time, he strolled through the streets with a calm walk and a smile on his face. A warm aura seemed to surround him, giving the impression that he had transformed into a completely different individual.
However, to those with more experience and good instincts, it was obvious that the smile served as a mask, hiding his true nature.
A few minutes later, he arrived at an house and, with quick, almost silent dexterity, took a key from his pocket. He approached the door and turned the key with meticulous care, clearly intent on not disturbing anyone who might be asleep inside.
He let out a soft sigh and jumped slightly as he felt a gentle presence brush against his leg. He glanced down to see a female cat looking up at him as if she were a queen, claiming her right to his attention.
At the sight, his lips curled into a muffled chuckle, and he couldn't resist giving the cat a few tender pats on the head. At first, the cat showed a hint of disappointment, turning her head to the side and giving a small, indignant snort, as if to express her dissatisfaction with him.
Within moments, however, she succumbed to the soothing caresses, purring with contentment and moving closer to seek his affection.
"Good girl, I still have some work to do, but after that I'll give you all the attention you deserve," he said, and the cat looked at him with obvious affection, nodding in response and displaying a level of intelligence that seemed beyond what one could possibly expect.
Wasting no time, he walked up the stairs to enter a certain room. It was a room that could only be described as a nerd's paradise, but at the same time it was cluttered and chaotic.
The first thing that struck him was the clutter; it was clear that "someone" had a deep affection for books. Many books were scattered on the floor and on the shelves, creating a truly horrible sight to clean up.
The room was dimly lit, with dusty windows partially obscured by heavy curtains that had seen better days. A musty, slightly stale smell hung in the air, giving the room an air of old-fashioned vintage.
Ignoring the spectacle outside, he entered the bathroom and carefully set aside his backpack before beginning the process of undressing.
His clothes revealed the results of years spent immersed in the world of magic, enhanced by the refinements of various potions that had brought him to an impressive athletic level.
His muscles radiated a seamless combination of lean definition and functional strength. Broad shoulders complemented his well-defined upper arms, creating a silhouette of undeniable strength.
His chest bore the marks of meticulous sculpting, the pectorals chiseled to perfection. A finely etched six-pack adorned his abdomen, emphasizing his stability and core strength.
"Not bad, but compared to those pure-blooded nobles who have access to the most expensive potions, we're still a long way off," he muttered in a hushed voice. Kneeling in front of the toilet, he took the potion from his backpack and downed it in one quick gulp without a second thought.
The liquid coursed through his digestive system, causing his features to twitch for a moment. As soon as it reached his stomach, a palpable wave of sensation spread through his body.
With a muffled groan, he let go of the now-empty potion, which fell to the ground at his feet. He clutched his stomach and felt his muscles contract and relax at a bewildering pace.
His heart quickened as his body unleashed copious amounts of adrenaline, triggering a visceral response as his evolutionary instincts kicked into high gear. Sweat trickled down his face and he clenched his teeth to fight the overwhelming discomfort that engulfed him.
Every single muscle in his body felt as if something, or perhaps more than something, was writhing beneath it, causing it to undulate and crackle.
The temperature of the room began to escalate as his body underwent constant changes, each cell adapting to perfectly match the potion he had ingested, and perhaps to enhance it to some degree.
'The change is more painful than I expected, and the conceptual enhancement seems to be the cause," he groaned inwardly as his body temperature rose to an astonishing level.
He half dragged himself to the adjacent shower and turned on the cold water to maximum intensity. He knew it wouldn't provide as much relief as he wanted, but at least it would serve some purpose.
A guttural roar erupted from his throat and the sound of snapping bones echoed through the empty room, resembling the shattering of fragile glass.
His spine arched in agony and his irises turned a brilliant shade of green as his consciousness expanded, shattering the rigid confines of the human brain.
The relentless heat showed no signs of abating, steadily intensifying without restraint, subjecting his body to something entirely new to him. Steam began to billow from where the water touched his skin, forming a shroud that enveloped the room as his muffled grunts of agony faded to faint murmurs.
Amidst the swirling steam, his twisted form struggled, moving ever so slowly until it came to rest in a motionless state, hidden from the world.
Only seconds later, however, two amber eyes with a hint of a bright green-yellow slit pierced the mist as if heralding the beginning of something of immense importance to the entire world.
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A/N: Long chapter I hope you enjoy it!
As for the first chapter, and to show Mc's clear knowledge of various magical areas, such as ancient runes, alchemy, and as if that were not enough, also the idol theory, which will be very important in this story.
As for the actual alchemy, it will be deepened in the next chapters, as it will be Mc's main skill to be able to deal with any situation in front of him.
As for the Marvel world, I can already tell you that a lot more of the X-Men side will be shown and all the magical side with all the different gods and dimensional entities trying to take over the world.
On the other hand, if you want to see something specific in the next chapters, or even just have some good advice for the story as a whole, I am always willing to read a comment if it is constructive criticism.
If you see any mistakes, I would be grateful if you would point them out to me, so that I can correct them when I have some spare time, and make the story as complete as possible for myself and especially for you.
To facilitate a clearer understanding, I've retained pictures of the respective characters. Your feedback is always valued, and if you have any suggestions for the upcoming chapter, please feel free to comment—I'll be sure to respond as usual.
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