The owl house : The Golden Witch

Narrator's POV

"Finally, I'm home," Olivier muttered tiredly as he opened the door to his apartment.

It was late. Olivier had to work overtime at the small restaurant where he had a part-time job.

Olivier was a young computer science student. He was neither exceptional in his studies nor bad; he was simply passionate about his field.

He also led a normal social life, despite the anger issues he had unfortunately inherited from his abusive father.

He managed this thanks to psychology books, but it could resurface in certain situations.

"It's been a while since I've hung out online. I must not become a zombie in this capitalist society," Olivier thought as he made himself comfortable before opening his computer.

"What's this?" he said, frowning.

In front of him, several unread messages. They contained offers to participate in an online survey, sent by an unknown sender.

Given the number of messages sent, it seemed like harassment.

"OK, I'll take your stupid survey," Olivier mentally concluded after some reflection.

Tomorrow, he had an extremely busy day. He wanted to relax as quickly as possible, so he decided to get it over with quickly.

[What fictional universe do you enjoy?]

Olivier thought for a moment. Several works came to mind after reading this question.

"I think The Owl House is good enough to be mentioned here," Olivier thought as he typed his response.

[What would your background be in such an exciting universe?]

"This is starting to get suspicious," Olivier said as he thought about the situation.

He had already seen this kind of scenario in fanfics, where the protagonist ends up in the fictional universe they chose.

[!!! You can't choose another universe after designating one !!!]

"I can't put DBZ anymore, that's really unfortunate," Olivier sighed.

It's every man's dream to unleash a "kamehameha" and fight gods in a divine space. He would have preferred to choose DBZ over The Owl House for that reason.

"I'll have to go with what I have," Olivier thought after wasting a few minutes trying various methods to change his previous choice.

It was just a hypothesis on his part that he would end up in another world after this online survey, but Olivier was a naturally dreamy and cultured person.

He preferred to be cautious, which is why he started to take this survey seriously.

Olivier began to describe a character who would have enough connections in that universe to get by financially.

He also took into account his magical and physical talent in the description.

[Are you sure?]

"Yes!" Olivier simply replied before the computer screen exploded.

It was later discovered that Olivier's computer had suffered a short circuit, causing an explosion strong enough to blow his head off, providing him with a quick death, so his brain didn't feel any pain.

…

The Boiling Isles

"Miss Lilith, it's a boy."

A person wearing a strange mask handed a crying baby to a woman lying in bed.

"Thank you, you may leave," said the woman named Lilith as she received the child with a tender expression.

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The baby had golden eyes and a small tuft of blonde hair, but unlike his mother, he didn't have pointed ears.

"You are the fruit of the Emperor and me, my little Adam," Lilith tenderly tucked in the baby, who cried for a moment before falling asleep from exhaustion.

As Lilith was about to fall asleep to rest after the childbirth, a figure emerged from a corner of the room.

"So, this is… my son," the man's voice was not happy despite the event.

It was even slightly the opposite; the man seemed to be trying to contain the disgust in his voice.

"Yes… Majesty, this is Adam, our son…" Before Lilith could continue, the man, who was none other than the Emperor of the Boiling Isles, raised his hand to stop her.

"I am the representative of the Titan. It would be frowned upon for me to have a son. This child will be yours, Lilith, and only yours."

Emperor Belos turned around before stopping to take one last look at the child, specifically observing his ears.

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The child had inherited his human ears, but his face strangely reminded Belos of that "cursed woman" who had taken his brother away from him forever.

"You can give him your last name or Wittebane's, or both," Belos declared before disappearing.

Lilith remained silent, watching the spot where the father of her child had disappeared.

She knew that the night she and the Emperor conceived Adam, they were not in their normal state for some unknown reason.

Despite this, she hoped her relationship with Belos could develop in a certain direction, but it seemed the Emperor did not see things the same way.

"Even if your father isn't always there for you, I will be… Adam Wittebane," Lilith smiled tenderly before finally falling asleep.

…

Adam Wittebane's POV

"Wow, you're so talented, Adam!"

"You're really good at magic."

These were various comments I received since Lilith often brought me to meet other children in the park.

It's now been eight years since I've been in The Owl House, a cartoon I enjoyed despite the various LGBT elements being introduced in an exaggerated manner.

I've become the person I described before my reincarnation. I possess enormous magical talent, and my mother is Lilith.

I wish Philip would recognize me as his official heir, but his racism towards witches runs really deep.

"This time, it's my last magic trick." I used oracle magic to lift the children around me and simulated a ride before slowly putting them down.

"How did you become so good?"

Edric Blight approached me after recovering from the dizziness caused by the ride. He was a boy my age but also a friend.

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Although I'm mentally older, I've noticed that things that normally shouldn't amuse me do.

It seems my mind has adapted to my physical age, or something like that. I'm not complaining because I don't want to be weird in front of my mother in this life.

"I already told you, Eldric, I train my magic during my free time." I used telekinesis based on oracle magic to float in the air again.

Since I learned to walk and talk, I've spent an enormous amount of time studying magic, specifically mind-related magic.

I've become an expert in oracle magic. I'm not sure of my level compared to the guards at Belos' castle, but I'm the best in my age group.

Lilith even mentioned that I'm better than she was at my age, and judging by her proud expression, I think she's sincere.

"Studying is boring," Eldric muttered.

"Don't get me started," I replied with a sigh.

I had described myself as a magical and physical genius during the survey, so I'm surprisingly passionate when I study or train.

I've been able to progress quickly because of this, and I now understand why, despite Amity Blight being considered a genius, she doesn't possess great power.

Magic is really complex in this universe. It requires control and almost surgical precision, and sometimes you have to move and dodge during a fight.

"Hey, boy!"

I followed the voice to find Eldric's twin sister, Emira Blight.

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"I see you're recovering." I couldn't help but tease her a bit.

Among those who didn't handle my simulated ride well, Emira was the worst, but surprisingly, she still enjoys going for another round.

"Yeah, and I'd like to go again, but Mother is waiting for us." She nodded at her brother, and he nodded back.

"See you tomorrow," Eldric said as he left.

The other children also started leaving a few hours later. I stayed alone in the park, waiting for Lilith to come pick me up.

"Sorry, my treasure, I had… a little explosive interaction with your aunt," she said, pulling feathers out of her disheveled hair.

"No problem, mom is a busy person," I replied right after saying that.

"Oh!" Lilith hugged me.

"I'm really blessed to have such a mature and understanding child."

We calmly walked back to the castle. On the way, we had some discussions about our day, but nothing really new was announced.

Lilith tried to convince her sister to join her, while I spent the afternoon playing and socializing with the other children.