An old man in a new World

An old man was slowly floating above a 5 meters diameter magical circle.

The old man used the magic stone on his hand to slowly draw countless lines and runes in an order and logic that only his own head could understand filling the magical circle multiple times.

Time flowed slowly, but this didn't prevent seconds transforming into minutes, minutes transforming into hours, and hours transforming into days, and soon months had gone by in this same way.

One day, a unexpected visitor knocks his door.

"Master! I got a message from the King!"

As if awakening from an endless dream, the old man, Merlin, almost loses control and fall on the magic circle.

(Sigh... An old man can't have his time alone anymore... I wonder what that little fellow wants this time...)

"All right! Come in."

As the magic door starts opening, Merlin saw a small trace of magic powder lighting up and fast approaching the magical circle. His eyes open wide in surprise but his old reflexes are not fast enough to prevent the mana from spreading and soon the whole room lit up in a glaring light.

Outside, the young disciple waits the door finish opening only to find a completely empty room, without a single speck of dust or sigh of life inside of it.

"Master??"

...

"RRRRRRR"

"BANG!"

"BOOM!"

"BEEEEEEEEEEEP"

"BEEEEEEEEEEEP"

"BEEEEEEEEEEEP"

"BEEEEEEEEEEEP"

Countless car horns sound at the same time when a glaring light suddenly appear in the middle of the highway, making multiple vehicles crash while trying to dodge the light. On of the cars is unable to dodge and hits straight into it only to end up flying as if hitting a solid rock or something like that.

Merlin wakes up right in the middle of that mayhem and praises himself for always keeping his barrier active seeing as it just saved his life.

"What the hell are these metal beast screaming and jumping at me!? And look! There are people inside! They must be the legendary Reapers! Those people must have been devoured! Luckily they are still alive! But I must be fast if I want to prevent them from being digested!~Acid Wave~!"

A wave of acid suddenly spread around Merlin, washing all cars around him. The cars started to disintegrate while the people inside was left dumbfounded.

"Oh, there are some hurt people here... ~Holy Circle~!"

The light spread around him and all bruises and injures were magically healed at the same time.

"Good. Now, let's take a look where we are. ~Flight~!"

Merlin started floating and rising to the sky. Meanwhile the people around him who saw him rising up couldn't believe their eyes and soon started making a mess.

"Are they shooting a movie here?"

"Where are the cameras?"

"What happened to my car!?"

"Does the insurance company cover this?"

"Oh God! Your second son has revealed himself!"

"Are you crazy, woman? That's the devil! The devil!!!"

...

3 days later, Toriko's municipal police station.

Merlin was facing a tired officer in a small room with a huge pile of paper in between them.

"So, you are a human from a parallel world who arrived here due to a magical circle malfunction, you thought the cars were monsters called Reapers who were kidnapping humans to use them to produce energy, then you moved to rescue them destroying 1.235.883 cars by conjuring a gigantic acid wave that only corroded metal in the middle of the city, and ended up causing more than half the city to vanish from the map, billions of damage, and luckily no one was hurt in the whole process?"

"No, actually quite a few were hurt, so I cast a healing spell to heal them back to perfect state."

"Oh... I see... that explains why ALL PATIENT FROM ALL HOSPITALS in the neighbor cities have suddenly found themselves cured..."

"Well, healing magic is not my specialization, so I may have overdid it just a bit."

(A bit? And if you overdid it more than just a bit how far would the miracle go? through all state? all country? the whole world, maybe?? damn, why do I even care??)

The tired officer sighed while massaging his forehead.

"Look here, hmm sir Merlin, you alone have caused more trouble in these 3 days than the sum of all trouble happening in this city for the last 300 years!"

"Oh, was there a big war 300 years ago?"

"NO! THE CITY WAS FOUNDED 300 YEARS AGO!!!"

"Nice, this seems like quite a peaceful place. Where I came from, cities experience catastrophes every hundred years or so."

(Well, with being like you around, it's already a wonder how they last so long!)

"That's quite rude!"

The officer opened his eyes wide in surprise.

(You...are reading my mind!?)

"Of course! How else do you think we would be talking?"

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"I'm still learning your language, so I'm using the information from your mind to build a dictionary, then I use an automated spell to translate my language to yours."

"The information in my mind!?"

"Of course! Raw information is universal! This was discovered 560 years ago by Antonieta Medalis who was researching kobolts anatomy and-"

"Stop! I don't want to know! Please, stop reading my mind!"

"Sigh...if you insist."

At this time the door is opened and a young officer arrives with a wireless phone.

"Chief, phone from the higher ups."

"Give it to me... Hello, sgt. Garcia talking.... Yes.... Yes... But, sir!.... I-.... Understood... Yes sir.... Understood... All right, I will do as commanded."

Sgt. Garcia gives back the phone and signs the newbie to leave.

"Well, sir Merlin, you are in luck. As long as you can teach us the secret of magic, all your crimes will be forgiven and the government will even pay you a reward."

"Oh... That's fine, but let me warn you that magicores can only be applied on 15 years old teenagers."

"Magicores?"

"Sorry, it seems like I'm skipping steps. Well, 13457 years ago a schoolar named-"

"Please, keep it short!"

"You youngsters are too impatient and always ignore the value of history!"

The officer glares at Merlin.

"Okay, okay, short version... In short, to use magic you need to have a magicore. This magicore can be produced with magic, but it can only be implanted on 15 years old teenagers. Any younger and the body wont be able to handle it, any older and the magicore will not develop alongside the body, making it impossible to grow spirit sense, which is essential for many things including casting spells."

(The higher ups will not like this answer...)

"Sorry, nothing I can do about that."

"You are, again....Arg!!! All right, whatever, it's not like we have any power to stop you. So, what do you need?"

"A piece of land, food, drinks, and exotic materials."

"Exotic materials?"

"Oh, you will not be able to identify it without a magicore, so for now just forget it. I will leave it to the students the task to search for it."

"All~~~right...."

"And, are you sure you don't want me to reconstruct the city?"

"You can do that!?"

"Of course!"

"Hmm....Thinking back again, it's better if you don't. There are already enough reasons to put you in the spotlight, we don't need to add more to it. Just mark a place in the city ruins and use it as your own, the government will work to officialese everything later."

"All right."

"Then, we are done here. Next time, before destroying a whole city, ask for a second opinion first, all right? Now get out of here!"

"All right. Bye bye"

Saying so, Merlin disappeared from the room, appearing outside in a blink of an eye. Meanwhile sgt. Garcia looked over the huge pile of papers and sighed in resign.

"I wish he could make these disappear..."

...

3 months later, Red Stone Magical Academy was finally opened.