A new life.

Encapsulated in darkness for what seemed like an eternity for what seemed like aeons did he finally escape the torment of the eternal night as a spark of light zoomed towards him like a shooting star across the night sky. "You don't belong here", it spoke in an ethereal manner, "due to suffering for so long, I will permit your dreams to come into fruition but will remove your memories of prolonged suffering here as that only seems right".

With that said and done, the spark vanished.

Momentarily, he was covered in a golden shroud-like portal and eventually ended up in an ovular structure. After a minute of pondering, he finally realised that he was in his mother's womb.

AI CHIP SUCCESSFULLY INTEGRATED

"So what do I do now? Wait?" I spoke in a bemused tone.

I would advise against that, Sir.

"Who was that?" I questioned in a slightly worried manner.

No need to fret, Sir; I am your AI.

"Ok then, what should I do".

Because you will be entering a world of magic, Sir, I would advise you to familiarise yourself with it.

"Sure, I will do that, also. Is it possible for you to edit my DNA to remove any negative characteristics and add positive characteristics; use my memory bank as a reference".

Ok, Sir, that will take approximately 8.5 months, so you will have around 3 days left to feel your magic and get used to it before your birth.

"Go on then."

Ok, Sir, you will be put to sleep in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

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8 Months Later

Wake up, Sir. I have used your mother's surplus magic to help construct your body's affinity for magic. Similarly, I have removed all the adverse hereditary mutations due to inbreeding that have subsequently been passed on to you. I have also increased the number of magical channels in your body, alongside strengthening all aspects of your body.

Sounds good, I guess—time to learn some magic. Well, I meant to say have a go at feeling it and getting used to it. What do you think I am a psychopath? If I start doing some magic inside my mother's womb, there's a high potential for fatalities to occur.

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3 boring days later

Well, what can I say? Doing something for three days repeatedly gets quite boring; despite this, I persevered and eventually was able to feel my mother's magic entering me through her blood via my umbilical cord.

I saw a blinding light. It was getting bigger and bigger by the hour. Eventually, for some reason, I felt like I was getting closer to it. Oh, this is what being born feels like. Well, it isn't great.

"You idiotic lady, stop trying to dismember me", I shouted as I was pulled into the world of magic, well that's what I tried to say, but it just ended up sounding like a baby crying.

A while later, I saw a man with a well-kept beard, dressed in black robes come up to me, picked me up kissed my forehead, and pronounced "Hello my son, you son of Sirius Black II and Hesper Gamp shall be pronounced as Arcturus III Sirius Black, heir of the Black Family".

I thought to myself, well, this is going to be fun.

I started to build up my Occlumency shields using the AI as support - it turns out using an AI as a form of defence and the controller of your mindscape makes it impossible to breach one's mental defences. Coincidentally, I developed my legitimacy skills by trying to break through my own defence as if I was an intruder (don't ask me how that was possible; it was an idea of the AI).

That took around six months, so I decided to show my genius by attempting to crawl out of my room. I ended up stumbling upon my father's office after an unknown amount of time as I adventured through the floor where my room was.

"Arcturus Sirius Black, what are you doing here? It was dangerous for you to go out by yourself", my father says in a shocked manner.

Well, it looks like someone was confused. I tried to surprise my father by changing the colour of my hair to navy blue to express my sad mood.

"Amazing, mother magic has blessed us once again. The gifts of our family will not die out", my father said, picking me up enthusiastically as I giggled alongside him.

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5 Years Later

I have established myself as a genius, performing accidental magic by the age of 1. I had decided that I wanted to be a quidditch player, but I wasn't able to control the broom properly and ended up apparating into the warm embrace of my mother that I have grown to love when almost falling to my demise after doing some experimenting from the balcony

I started speaking at the age of 2 and reading at the age of three. In the meantime, I made sure that everything I consumed was all efficiently absorbed as nutrients for my body, and any excess energy that would have been stored as unnecessary fat would be excreted out.

My little sister lycoris was born 3.5 years into my life, with my little brother Regulus gracing us with his presence just a few days ago.

I was introduced to the world of etiquette, formality, hidden rules of nobility, magical theory, and politics. Even though they were all boring, I performed astoundingly within these classes since I have a photographic memory. Not to mention the fact that I have an AI that can practically imprint the knowledge into my mind and teach my muscle to do these actions while I sleep. And trust me, I like to sleep, so I have been learning really well.

My muscles are also stimulated whilst I sleep to increase muscle development for my age, making me a good ten centimetres taller than my peers, which I met when attending the annual Yule Ball at the Ministry of Magic. Furthermore, my magical core is more developed than others of my age since I ensure that I empty 90% of my core before going to sleep to encourage growth, as in fact, it does work as a muscle - the more you use it, the more it strengthens.

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6 Years Later

These years have not gone to waste. My magical core is as strong as a weak seventh-year student and a robust fourth-year student. Moreover, I had yet to undergo either magical maturities, which occur at 15 years and 17 years, respectively; they pretty much allow your magical core to double at worst and are even known to quintuple in size.

Since I pretty much juiced all the positive attributes of the black bloodline, I have a strong affinity towards animals. I am a prodigy at battle magic (it incorporates offensive and defensive magic), which pretty much explains that I have mastered all offensive and defensive spells taught in years 1-4. I need to be at least 13 years old to test for my OWLs - what a disappointment.

My strong affinity for animals resulted in my mother having the shock of her life as she ended up seeing her ten-year-old baby boy flying on a gryphon laughing loudly around the estate. I ended up having a stern talking to telling me that I should not wander around the forest surrounding our mansion.

Not that it stopped me though, my parents ended up getting tired of giving me these lectures, and they ended up conceding once I told them that I can have my personal elf Sharpy teleport me to the ground or even to the manor's medical wing at the worst. Nothing happened though, the worst that happened was that I hit my arm on a branch while riding an Abraxan in the forest.