Ep. 2

I made my grimoire disappear since it would be strange if my parents came in and saw a book flying above me. 'Hm… Should I cry? It could attract my parents, but I still don't know whether they are good guys or not… Probably better if I just wait. I wouldn't want to die just yet.'

And so, I waited, and waited, and waited again. At a certain point, my stomach grumbled and I couldn't take it anymore. 'Damn you, infant body!' I cried, pretty loudly at that, until a door opened. I saw a beautiful woman coming in, wearing some sleepwear. I guess it was night.

"Shh, shh. What happened, dear Az? Hungry?" My stomach grumbled and she giggled. God, how can my mother be this cute? Oh, does it mean that I now have two families? My original family and my new family? A few thoughts raced across my mind as I sucked on the ambrosia that was my mother's milk. Felt strange, but it's not like I can't deal with it. Oh, I guess that my mother was here by her own will, which means that I won't have to kill my own father. Good, it would be a shame if such a precious being was tainted…

Well, there wasn't much to do in the months after my reincarnation. I 'learnt' how to walk, speak, and even read. Hehe, I'm a genius, praise me! My father was, apparently, 'unable to be with us' aka he's dead. What a shame… Kinda wanted to meet him. Mother, Arastea, spent basically all day at home, caring for me. We were rich as fuck, in other words. She sent a house elf, which I didn't bother remembering the name of, to get the groceries and anything we would need. As I imagined, she is just living as she wishes in London, in a beautiful home in Kensington, or somewhere around there.

Since she's basically an airhead aka doting mother, I could have already started experimenting with my Intrinsic Abilities, but I didn't. I will wait until I'm two or even three before starting, just so that it can look like a powerful bout of accidental magic. Not that I care, but I don't want to scare Mother. What does irk me though, is that I might need a wand to do magic in this world… I will cross that bridge when I get to it.

That happened within the first year since my reincarnation. I also learnt that my father was some kind of bigshot in the Vampire community, so there's that. If Bloodlines actually exist, mine should be quite pure, even when mixed with Mother's. Quite the bonus there. I checked a calendar when I had the chance, and I was quite pleasantly surprised: I am three years older than Harry Potter, give or take, which means that I have quite some time before shit hits the fan. I thought of making some kind of secret organization to fight against Voldemort, then I thought: 'Why would I? Let the Order of the Flaming Chicken do the work. I will stay with Mother and take care of her. With Subjective Reality and Infinity, I can surely make our little heaven anywhere.

Like so, I became three years old. I don't know how Mother did it, but she basically didn't leave the house. Wizards are strange… Well, I'm not complaining since I had all the time in the world to spend with her. I forgot to mention that I grew out my fangs quite late, apparently, so I just recently started drinking blood from magical creatures that Mother bought. I checked my interface only a couple of times in the past years, but I was pleasantly surprised when I last checked.

[Azagareth Maleficarum

Race: Half-Vampire/Half-Veela

Age: 2 years, 8 months

Location: London, UK

Intrinsic Powers:

Subjective Reality

Infinty

Magic Core: Immature (Tier 0; Rank 4)

Abilities:

Blood-sucking

Magic Absorption

Heightened Eyesight

Charm

Veela Magic

Fire Manipulation

Increased Magic Aptitude

Increased Magic Capacity]

Yes, drinking blood can now increase my magic and I unlocked my Abilities. How lovely. I believe that there are ten Ranks for each Tier, but that needs further experimentation.

Anyway, let me get my thoughts straight. Today is my birthday and I spent it, as usual, lazing around with Mother. Oh, my birthday is on April 18th, born in 1977. I will be, hopefully, joining Hogwarts in 1988. I say 'hopefully' because I am not sure whether the old goat-fucker will let a Half-Vampire into the place. Mother already said that she has some contacts in Beauxbatons, so I will be studying there if there's any complications. Maybe it would be better if I study in France: never been a fan of English food.

I decided that today I will be trying out some of my powers. Well, all of them, which means that I should be able to gain enough power to already beat Voldemort. That will need further experimentation.

"Mom, can I go to the training area?" Yes, we had a training area beneath the house. What did you expect from a rich wizarding family?

"W-why? Did you get tired of being with mommy?"

"No, no. I just feel like I can do something interesting and want to try some things out."

"Oh, my little genius. Hm… That's fine, but take Silty with you." Silty was our house-elf, by the way. I jumped down from the couch and went to the old clock. That was a portkey to the underground training area. I touched it and found myself in an isolated gymnasium.

"Silty."

There was a soft *pop* and she appeared. God, she's ugly, no offence. "Yes, young master?"

"I will be trying some things here. I want you to keep everything you see here a secret. However, if I end up collapsing and am in need of medical attention, you are free to report to Mother."

Silty looked conflicted, but nodded nonetheless. Good girl.

So, what should I do? Hm… First of all, I should try isolating this space from the rest of the world, to keep my experiments a secret. I focused and tried using my Subjective Reality, imagining a barrier of sorts that would detach the training area from the rest of the world. I made it so that Silty could come in and out in case I needed medical attention. It took a few minutes, but I did it. Seems like I will have to practice to make the best out of my Intrinsic Abilities.

Now then, I can proceed. There are several things that I thought about in the past three years, in particular what I wanted to focus on: conjuration, transfiguration, alchemy, dark arts, defense, dueling? The answer I came up with was: illusions. If I can lock someone in an illusion, I will have free reign to do anything I want. I can kill them while they are in the illusion, or even have them kill themselves. It is probably the best solution for me.

Question: What fictional objects exist that are related to illusions?

Answer: Doujustu's from Naruto.

Never was a big fan of Naruto, but I do remember the OPness of the Sharingan. And not only that, but that the Rinne Sharingan and Rinnegan were even more OP. So, what can I do with an ability that literally allows me to manifest fictional objects into reality? Obviously, create both a Rinne Sharingan and a Rinnegan to implant into myself. I made it so that they would feed off of my magic and improved their 'fuel-efficiency'. What a broke Intrinsic Ability I chose.

Now, I basically have to rip my eyes out and reattach the new ones, which will hurt like a bitch, so I also got some morphine, a lot of it. I used again Subjective Reality to make my eyes fictional and reattach a Rinne Sharingan in my right eye and a Rinnegan in my left eye. I could feel some tingling, and that's after a shit-ton of morphine, so I shudder just thinking of how much it should hurt.

When I opened my eyes after the procedure, I didn't notice any difference, probably because I hadn't activated them. I made a mirror and looked at myself. I realized that I never actually paid attention to my appearance. I have the characteristic Veela golden-white hair and red eyes, characteristic of Vampires. Pale skin, very pale, and I was quite high for a three year-old. Oh, my fangs slightly stuck out from my lips. They were smaller than normal due to my mixed heritage.

I wanted to activate my eyes, but I realized that I never actually learnt how to use magic. I sat down and tried to search deep inside of me for my Magic Core. I wasted several minutes until I tried 'looking' at my heart. There, I saw a multicolored ball, seemingly made out of gas, or maybe just incorporeal. That must be because it's still Immature. I tried pushing some of the magic into my circulatory system and, lo and behold, it worked like a charm. I then tried pushing some magic into my eyes and they activated.

Never before have I seen the world like this. I could see every detail, probably even at the atomic level, though I didn't try. I could also see wisps of energy in the air and the flow of magic in my veins. I refused to look at Silty, since I could see in the mirror a cluster of magic behind me. House elves are OP. I played with my eyes enough, though I will have to train in using them. I decided to go onto the next step: books, weapons, armor. Those are the very basics to keep myself and Mother safe.

I decided to make a copy of Merlin's Grimoire from some random universe. I didn't even know if it existed, I just thought of making a Grimoire with literally every spell and an explanation of Magic in it. Subjective Reality is OP, the more I use it, the more I realize it. I also need a wand or something similar… I will use illusions mainly, and a speedy combat style, this is for sure. I can't see myself fighting on the frontlines, but assassination sounds like it would suit me to a T… I decided to go for Gae Bolg from Fate. It isn't exactly the most assassin-like weapon, but it is a good compromise to keep myself farther from enemies and it can also conduct my magic like a wand. For my armor, I decided to manifest Proto Arthur's armor, though not now. I am still too young to even wield Gae Bolg, something I realized only after manifesting it, so the armor would be a waste of space and imagination. However, I did manifest a few 1-UP mushrooms from Super Mario, so that me and Mother will not die even if we are killed. Hah, take this Shirou!

After I did that, I dispelled my 'separation barrier' and looked back at Silty, who had short-circuited a few minutes ago, probably after I inserted some new eyes in my sockets. Poor girl.

"Silty. Wake up. We are going back up."

"Y-Young Master! Your eyes!"

"What about them? They're normal, is that clear? Nothing happened, I didn't change my eyes, I didn't make a book and a spear appear out of nowhere. Just leave the explanations to me and keep your mouth shut about what you saw."

"Yes! Silty won't say a word!"

"Good girl, now let's go,"

I had to explain to Mother how I got some strange mushrooms, a spear, and a grimoire, but I just told her that I started feeling the magic inside of me while meditating, and the stuff just kinda appeared out of nowhere. My lovely airhead clearly believed me and actually made a stew out of the mushrooms for dinner. I had to set my spear and grimoire down in my room. I also summoned a flower bouquet for Mother, which surprised her and made her happy. She was murmuring something about me being her 'little genius' and the she would 'skewer anyone who got too close'. Yandere mother, check. My life will surely be fucked at this rate.