Chapter: 9

Chapter 9:

Being on the receiving end of a glare from one of the stronger people in this world was nerve racking. I wondered what her level was, because she felt far more dangerous than Voldemort did.

[It's not recommended to use observe on her. Higher ranking beings or masters of magic may be able to detect it…]

I stopped myself when the System gave me that warning. 'Why didn't Voldemort detect it then?' I asked.

[Voldemort had high magic power, but he was certainly no master of magic.]

I guess that makes sense. He pretty much specializes in dark magic exclusively. Dumbledore was always shown to have a far wider arsenal of spells at his disposal.

"If you're quite done talking to the entity bound to your soul… Can we get back to our conversation?" The Ancient One said to me while Heather looked on curiously.

Holy shit! She can detect the gamer System!

[Wow! This woman is dangerous! Even the strongest of Gods can hardly ever detect a Gamer System!]

"Of course…" I said with some trepidation. "What was it you'd like to know?" I asked the Sorceress Supreme. She didn't seem to like me very much. Was that solely because I was an Angel?

"Why are you here!? Are you a spy for your father? Here to scout out more souls and land to steal from our realm!? If so, be aware that we have made countermeasures and such an act will never be allowed to happen again!" She spat out.

Now I at least know why she doesn't like me. I'd be pretty pissed too if I was a member of the Kamar Taj. They were sworn to protect the world of men from the supernatural and they had half of it stolen along with the population they were protecting!

"Woah, Woah!" Heather swooped into the conversation. "Layla wasn't even born when that had happened! Also she's a Fallen Angel." Heather explained to the Ancient One.

The Ancient Ones expression softened at me upon hearing that I was a Fallen. She coughed and actually had a small embarrassed blush on her face. "I apologize. I've never actually seen an Angel or Fallen before and wasn't able to distinguish the difference. Of course I know that your kind rebelled against your Father. You obviously wouldn't be here on his behalf."

"Yeah, I'm actually here because of an accident." At least I was because of my backstory… I then explained to the woman about Azazel's experimental sacred gear and the accident that sent me to this world.

After hearing my explanation, she had a pondering look on her face. "Interesting, Our ancient sorcerers found that the spell that was dividing our realm in two could never be broken. Unless the original spell caster willed it to fail… or they died." She gave me a questioning look at that.

With just the bare minimum of information, she was able to uncover my world's greatest cover up! This woman was smart. I shifted nervously where I sat. Both women clearly picked up on my nervous look.

"WHAT!?" Heather shrieked in surprise and shock. "God is dead!? Like actually dead!? How?"

"Yeah…" I replied. Even the Ancient One looked surprised at my revelation. "I'm actually the last Angel that he ever created. Because of that, all the others have always treated me as the baby sister of the family. None of them will tell me how he died, only that he did." I explained.

The Ancient One became silent for a moment as she had a pondering look on her face. After a moment, she spoke again. "If the spell is failing…then that's going to cause some problems. Big problems."

That didn't sound good. "Like what?" I asked.

"Like our two worlds merging together again and the planet's size and population immediately doubling! We will also have a second moon in the sky…"

"Woah…" Heather trailed off speechless.

"Well shit…" I was also at a loss.

The Ancient One nodded before she took another sip of tea. "Well, there's nothing that can be done about it now. It'll happen when it happens I suppose." She didn't seem to be that worried about such a monumental event happening. Im pretty sure the worlds size and population doubling was gonna freak a lot of people the fuck out! World War 3 might even spring up!

I tried pointing all that out to her, but she just told me her order existed to protect the world from the supernatural. If the people of the new future Earth decided to go to war with themselves, it wasn't their place to interfere.

From there, our conversation turned towards why we were visiting the Kamar Taj. Specifically why I had brought Heather here.

"I want to learn magic!" Heather declared. "I've barely learned any magic at all in all my years at hogwarts! The students I saw in your courtyard looked way more competent than any student from my school! And furthermore…"

…

The Ancient One just nodded her head along as Heather continued to rant about how dumb Hogwarts was as an educational institution. Heather finished her rant a few minutes later as she took some deep breaths. She had worked herself up a bit…

"Very well. Welcome to our order!" The Ancient One said. "We don't turn away any 'people' here who wish to learn." She specifically put emphasis on the word 'people' as she spoke.

"Am I not people?" I asked. That's not fair! I wanted to learn too!

She just gave me a wry smile. "Not technically. Don't get mad at me, I didn't make the rules. If you wish to learn here, Layla, then I have to give you a task to complete first. That's the rule for all non-humans that wish to join our order.

"Fine," I huffed out. "What's the test?"

"Our London Sorcerers have been struggling with an issue for the past week now. How familiar are you with demons?" She asked. Wait? That guy was serious?

"Are you talking about Demonic Ninjas?" I asked skeptically.

"Oh good, you've heard already…"

…

After getting Heather settled into the Kamar Taj, the Ancient One opened a portal for me to London to take care of the city's demonic ninja problem. She gave me a magic demon detecting compass at least.

[Quest Issued: Destroy the branch of The Hand along with its sub-leader who are trying to make a push into London!]

[Reward: You get to learn magic from the Ancient One herself!]

[Failure: The Ancient One will be disappointed in you and she won't teach an incompetent student.]

The Hand… why am i not surprised? Demonic ninjas indeed. I suppose I better start searching for them soon. Who knows what kind of damage that evil cult could cause if left unchecked.

Before that though, I wanted to make a quick stopover in Little Whinging. I was going to be visiting the Dursley household. After hearing Heather's life story… I wasn't able to let such an injustice go unanswered when the perpetrator was so close by.

"Show me my current stats before I head out, System." I spoke out loud.

[Name: Layla of the Fallen]

[Title: None]

[Level: 2]

[HP: 2000/2000]

[MP: 220/220]

[Vigor: 100]

[Strength: 10]

[Intelligence: 22]

[Luck: 10]

[Skills: Observe 1, Angelic Mastery 2, Acting 2, Light Manipulation 1]

[Perks: None]

[Drawbacks: Sin of Lust]

[Available Free Stat Points: 0]

Those weren't bad stats considering I'd only been in this world less than a day. Yeah, Vernon Dursely was fucked…

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