Chapter 4

He wondered did the first few encounter in his new life did a huge impact in his life.

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He continued his game in Rome, living a common life with minimal use of magic.

Some people would always find him through either fate or dumb luck.

Living alongside people made him really open his eyes to the greed and compassion.

There was a time when he was drafted for the military in the Roman Empire by Pontius Pilate to crufixified a man.

He saw a man condemned by the people. He struggled with himself debating to either help the man or let lady fate be, he plunged his lance to the side of the man as swift and quick as possible to stop his pain and he did for the other two behind him.

Later after what happened, he faked his death and move on. Hiding himself from the commoners eyes. He was disturb. If he was in his place, condemned by the people? Could he stop himself slaughtering them all.

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A time when the witch hunt was running amok, people looking for the magic kind, getting burned by the people.

He was running beside a man who was named Myrddin Wyllt who is fate touched, helped magic kind to prosper and protect itself from destruction.

He was found by Myrddin through his connection to the land, Myrddin thought he was a talented young lad and took him in as a disciple teaching him his own branch of magic which is time, space, and fate while also naming as Charlus Addams.

They're running from people who want to burn them to death or used their gifts for their own personal greed. With Myrddin prophetic ability to predict the future, who wouldn't be tempted.

When Myrddin stop where to a place that is very familiar to him. Then it suddenly clicked! This place is where the meteorite landed, the place where he experimented and founded the first branch of magic.

Myrddin recovered when he arrived at the place then casting a spell that would put the pursuer into sleep.

Then Myrddin was chanting his ritual spell, before launching the complicated mess of a spell, before saying to his disciple, "Charlus, forgive these people for they are blind. I hope you won't let the darkness consume you, they don't know what they're doing. I hope this won't be the last bastion of the whole magic kind."

Myrddin released the spell while screaming from the pain for he putting the place in between dimension, away from people's prying eyes. What Myrddin had in mind is this place will be a safe sanctuary for all the magical kind. He felt the strong torrent of magic gushing out from this place, supplying the world with magic. With only the pure of heart to find the place.

In the very long time Charlus played this game, this is the very first time that he would release seal that he has put in his magic sealing it in place.

He rearrange all the runes to maximize the effectiveness of the spell, putting all insight he has to magic along with it, from ritual, time, space, and fate magic, easing the pain of his first mentor passing along. This place will be cut off from the world, only the fate touched would find this place.

This place will be later be known as Albion who is the only worthy will find.

After Charlus finished helping Myrddin, he realised that the question that has been nagging him for a long time now has an answer.

"Sorry Myrddin, but I can't stop myself, this anguish that they caused me must be repaid!"

And he another ritual aside from the help he already given, and he did the second curse in his whole life.

The next day, all the people that pursued them changed, they were deformed.

The people who are near the vicinity will be later known as dementors, and the people who are still persecuting the magicfolk will be known as goblins.

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Charlus was walking away while his heart is filled with anguished and would not be coming back for a long time.

Charlus was trying to remember where are those amazing places he found in his life, the place where his mentor would need to be filled with wondrous treasure.

To the amazing plants that would revitalized the land, a fountain that would bring extend the life to those who drink from it, a tree that would bear fruit that would bring wisdom, to all the different beautiful flora he knew.

Charlus was the one to tell Myrrdin his significant others where to find his resting place, allowing them passage.

He fulfilled Myrddin wished that Albion won't be the last sanctuary of magicfolk, he poked a random hole in between dimensions where the mystical arts are learned alongside martial arts.

Connecting to the space-time stream. Teaching his first disciple both his martial arts and mystical and him the task to protect the realm to help alleviate his burden.

It will later be knowns as the Sanctum where the most powerful will be called as the Sorcerer Supreme, he didn't know that the space-time connection this place will have a huge impact to the world. They can travel to every timeline saving the world from crises that normal people wouldn't know. Till it was destroyed by a Celestial who found out about the connection.

When Charlus got the news that his disciple was killed by a being not from this world. He sought for revenge but…. he returned with beaten body and magic coils destroyed. The first time Charlus tasted defeat.

He stayed at Albions, letting the magic in the air to fix his beaten body and restoring his magic coils.

After what happened, he put a field around the place much more sturdier than before, and also strengthening the lady magic's hold on earth.

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Charlus was watching a deal from a being not from this world to the foolish brothers.

"How can you see me mortal? And how long will you stay in this realm."

"Through magic, what are you and why are you here? You are not from this place." Charlus was scrunching his brows together trying to jogged his memories if he knew what kind of being this was.

"Magic? Hah! So Lady Magic is already in this realm and from what I kind I observed you are one of those unique individuals, fate touched as what you have called them."

"And it's not what, it's who I am? I'm Death!"

"Hmmm… so that's why your aura seems familiar, you know right that you are violating the natural laws of the world just being here right? I won't be the one fixing your mess." Charlus said while pointing out the tear in the space he did.

Death paused for a moment and said, "I will fix that when I go. I hope I won't be seeing you in the near future Charlus Addams."

And Death vanished while closing the tear.

Charlus was stunned, "Is there more being like him out there."

Also thinking of those multicolored individual.

Charlus is currently watching the disappointing display of being called wizard folk. Crossing a river isn't hard. If this is the future of magicfolk, were doomed!

He decided to create his own family in this world teach them how to do magic because if this is magic now, what would happen to it later?

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Charlus is observing the three brothers, the eldest brother who asked for a powerful wand, the second brother asks for the power to bring people back to life and is handed the resurrection stone, the youngest who seems the most sensible and invisible cloak who can avoid Death's gaze.

He watched their journey from afar, as the eldest brother got murdered for the wand he carried, the second brother who killed himself to join his beloved in the afterlife, and the youngest brother who dodge Death by using the invisibility cloak.

Charlus is currently studying the artefacts left behind by Death one by one, he was amazed by the runes composing it. Something that he didn't encounter, he learned what he can and returned them to where he got them from, letting the fate be fulfilled.

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Charlus is currently learning how to forge a sword called katana by a guy from Masamune, Charlus himself can see that Masamune is a very talented swordsmith and he was glad he took the decision to travel to the far east.

Masamune's dedication impressed Charlus a lot and he taught Masamune himself how to wield magic and hope that he could combine the two arts together.

Masamune declined Charlus offer, "My friend, I'm very glad that you thought I'm worthy of your secret, but I only want to reach perfection in this craft. That's the only goal I have in this life."

Charlus was impressed and decided that he would stay till he reached the apex of sword smithing.

He was glad that he stayed he saw the creation of the katana that would take it's spot in the history, Honjo Masamune.

He stayed in Japan for more than a few more centuries, he watched as sword his friend created getting passed from generation to another.

Till it falls in the hands of ancient ninja which serves a primordial demon known to man as "The Beast of Hand" who perverted most of the swords, Charlus got infuriated by these people and took the swords from them while smacking the demon left and right.

He put an enchantment on the few swords that didn't get perverted by the demon, and left it in Masamune's house.