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Disclaimer:- This fic is inspired by The Dark Wolf Shiro, Cherico, kayangelus and ENIYA. So...
Prologue:- River of Darkness

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Disclaimer:- This fic is inspired by The Dark Wolf Shiro, Cherico, kayangelus and ENIYA. So expect porn, heavy monologue and emotional growth. The Nasuverse is owned by Kinoko Nasu . I only own my Oc's
Arial Black (Bold)- Angel Speech
Calibri- Thoughts

*beep beep beep*

"Hey, Ariel. Check it out will you."

"Understood, My lord"

Now why is the infernal alarm flaring? Huh. Something intruding into the void. Well let's see what's wrong.

"Where am I ??? Who am I ???" Wondered an ethereal white being.

Suddenly, a Bright light appeared, startling its vision. From it came an attractive purple haired woman with pristine white wings. "Hmm. What's this, an unjudged soul ? I know we are swamped but this is ridiculous. Guess a revamp is in order, huh."


"What is this, a talking light? I must have really gone insane or this is some weird dream."

"Welcome to the Void young man. I am a higher dimensional being. Your kind calls us Angels. But You can call me Ariel. I will guide you through the void."

Wow, I must have fallen into a really lucid dream.

"Who are you? You aren't an Angel that's for sure. I mean who would believe that?"

" Mortal, I would not accommodate you in any other situation. But this situation is a unique one. So what proof do you need?"

"If You are really an Angel then show me the truth of why the Universe exists."

This should wake me up.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
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"Wake up young one. You are in a safe place."

"who … are you ?"

"Don't be afraid, young one. I am a Higher dimensional Being called an Angel who serves another, much more powerful Higher Dimensional being called God"

"Wait a min… does this mean that I am dead? Why am I dead? I was healthy after all."

"You died peacefully in your sleep young man. As for why you died, it was a Heart Attack."

"Hmmm…. Wait, why am not in Heaven? Unless this is Heaven."

"No, this is not Heaven. This place is called Void. It's where the soul waits for the reincarnation after it spends its accpted time in heaven, hell or purgatory according to its karma. Since your Positive and Negative karma are equal you should now be in purgatory, but heaven got swamped due to the Covid pandemic. It caused a technical error which caused you to be in the void until now. Due to this Mistake, you are now being given an offer. You can now reincarnate into any fictional world that you experienced in your lifetime with your memories intact"

"Wow, that's a generous offer. Thanks for that. As for the fictional world, I would like to be reborn in a Magi clan in the Nasuverse. I always liked the waifus there."

"Always thinking with your dick, huh."

"What can I say. It's my dick which made my best decisions in my life after all."

chuckles "Indeed…. Fare thee well young one. May we again."
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"It's a boy." said an unknown female voice

"Look at him. How fiery he looks. He will be called Aodhan Fraga Mcremitz," said another female who looked like a queen which the baby Aodhan soon realized to be his new Mother.

edit:- Formatted it better to make it more understandable
 
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Chapter 1- New World, New Adventures
Disclaimer:- This fic is inspired by The Dark Wolf Shiro, Cherico, kayangelus and ENIYA. So expect porn, heavy monologue and emotional growth. The Nasuverse is owned by Kinoko Nasu. I only own my Oc's

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Thoughts/Exposition- Italics

"Right, where did I leave off? Yeah, I was born as Aodhan Fraga Mcremitz to Morgan Fraga Mcremitz and Keegan Fraga Mcremitz. As a baby and toddler I was very active; crying, crawling, babbling, or running. Name anything a toddler would do, and I did it."

"When I became a year old, I started the habit of going to the clan's seomra oiliúna (Martial Arts Training Facility), library and workshop, and would mimic the movements of people, paying attention to what they did and even cheering people with my baby language which got me positive attention as an inquisitive boy. As much as my parents and nanny tried to stop me. I always escaped their grasps. During one of my rounds I overheard this tidbit that sent me into a spiral of crippling fear and non-stop crying.

"Did you hear the rumor regarding the Valeshti's Crimson Moon Resurrection
Ritual?"


"You mean the Many-Eyed Tentacle beings that were said to appear when the ritual failed?"

"Yeah. Rumors claim that it single-handedly gutted the members of Altrouge's Faction."

"I also heard that it killed Louvre, Enhance and Ainaash as well."

"Though I still believe it is the hallucination caused by the Magical Explosion of a failed ritual. Because if there was a"tentacle beast" we would find at least some sort of evidence about it."

"Yeah, it could be a rumor propagated by the DAA to prevent the leakage of fact that they were defeated by us whom they consider pitiful, and to boost their morale."

Needless to say I cried non-stop for a day in crippling fear. Once I recovered I resumed my activities with more vigor to learn more.During one such outing in the seomra oiliúna (Martial Arts Training Facility) I created white and blue swords in my right and left hand made of fire and lightning respectively enhanced with ether. Needless to say, the adults freaked out and put a protective rune on me which didn't allow me to use magecraft until I became 3 years old. I sulked that entire day doing nothing. However, this incident allowed me to know that my element is average one and my origin is Observation"
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For 2 years I did nothing but follow and observe and today I can bring what I observe into practice. That's right folks, today is the day that I can finally learn to use magic and learn swordplay. Normally clans don't start with their training until age 5. However, the Fraga clan along with the Barthomelloi clan and the Animusphere clan are warrior magi clans who are instrumental in bringing down harmful phantasmal beings. We form the core of the Phantasmal Beast Hunter Organization (PBHO) which are the western counterpart of the Demonic Hunter Organization (Demonic Hunter Organization is a South-East Asianconterpart of PBHO). Our three clans precede the establishment of the Clocktower by centuries, even millennia. We are the descendants of heroes, mages, and kings who protected the world. The Fraga clan are descendents of ancient native European Heroes, King, Magi like Cu-Chalain, Eric Bloodaxe, Beowulf, Artoria, Charlemagne, Siegfried, Morgan, Scathach etc. Whereas the Animusphere are descendents of Greco-Roman heroes, kings, Inventors, Magi like Medea, Achilles, Aeneas, Romulus, Heracles, Odysseus, Iskander, Socrates, Asclepius etc and the Barthomelloi is of African and Middle Eastern Origin and are descendants of Ozymandias, Hannibal Barca, Solomon, Semiramis, Gilgamesh, Martha, Cleopatra etc. While the kings of these three places we three clan always remain close enough helping out each other in exterminating harmful phantasmal beasts with the blessings of gods We three have such close relationship and alliance as to even to allow the clan members of Fraga Clan to use the basic Magecraft techniques of Barthomelloi and Animusphere clan and vice versa. In short we three have a relationship similar to Yamanaka, Nara and Akimichi from Naruto.

"Hey Aiden, it's time. Come let's go to the arena together,"

"Coming Dad"

"That's right. Even though my name is Aodhan, clan members call me Aiden. Same goes for the others in my clan too. One day I expressed my confusion over my father, Kerry, calling me Aiden instead of Aodhan.

He told me"son, we the men of Fraga Clan are descendants of heroic and divine spirits. If we use our true name it will invoke the divine essence within us. That's why everyone in the clan has nicknames and people use the nicknames to refer to a particular person. This concept is referred to in Magecraft as Conceptual Magecraft. Even though the concept of Conceptual Magecraft has been practised by other mages over a century, we the Fraga clan have been using the concept of Conceptual Magecraft for centuries.''

As I heard my father's words I started to recall what I knew of conceptual magecraft. "Conceptual Magecraft is the method of using the belief of people as a source instead of mystery to perform magecraft. For example, invoking Sitri's Name to perform Tantric Magecraft is more effective than casting a mystery based Tantric Spell due to the lack of mystery."

"Unlike the members of the Fraga clan, others don't have the essence of the divine in them. Other Magi can't perform our clan's version of conceptual magecraft, so we didn't teach it to outsiders who want to join our clan."

"That's right, unlike other magi, our clan openly embraces those who want to learn Magecraft and allows them to join our clan. We, the Fraga clan, don't believe in the secrecy of Magecraft. That's one of the reasons we don't associate much with the Clocktower even though we, along with the Animusphere and Barthomelloi clan, are one of it's founders. Our clan is more of a Fantasy Guild instead of a proper mage clan. Even though we welcome those who want to learn Magecraft from us, the fact that they can't use our Magecraft without native European divine spirit essence, and the fact we are spellcasters instead of pure research oriented wanting to reach the root Magi prevent new people from joining our clan. Like a Guild our clan is also involved in military industry. Just like Barthomelloi clan are politicians, Animusphere clan are merchants, and all other Magi dabble their Magecraft in mundane jobs to increase their already huge amount of wealth.''

"As I thought about Conceptual Magecrafts and its impact I arrived at the arena and saw the four other kids beside me. After the Elder noted my presence he began the Speech"

"From the dawn of Creation, mankind has faced opposition from animals, Phantasmal Beasts, Supernatural Beings, Evil Gods, Dead Apostles, Types etc. We became dominant after defending ourselves from them. But the battle for dominance still rages on. We, the Fraga, are the chosen ones who fight for mankind. Now it's you kids who will continue the fight. Youngsters of the Fraga Clan!! Today is the day you join your ancestors as great Warriors. Fight well, protect others and be happy. May the blessings of gods, ancestors and the root be with you" said the Elder as he finished the welcoming speech.

"As the elder finished his speech he then asked the youngsters present in the arena to do 10 sit-ups, 10 push-ups, 10 jumping Jacks, 10 sec being in squats and planks 10 times and then 10 km jogging for warm-up.Once we finished, he cheerfully continued"

"Congratulations kids. Since this is your first day of training this warm-up you have done is enough. Now let's move on to the actual training." said the elder as he led us to the seomra oiliúna

"First of all, we will start with aim training. You will hit the head of the scarecrow with the rubber ball. You will have 10 chances to hit the head of the scarecrow. Aiden you go first. Ready." said the elder who called out kids in the same age group in alphabetical order.

"Ready. Let's Do this"

"That's the Spirit boy. Here you go." said the elder who then given the rubber ball
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"3 out of 10. Not bad for a first timer. But there is still scope for improvement. All right, next. Brian, come forward." said the elder as he called out the next person and I watched their performance. Suffice to say even though my performance isn't the best it isn't also the worst. My performance is more of an average. Granted there is only 5 kids but it's the thought that counts

"We than did other kind of training like bashing each other with rubber weapons, carrying a 5 kg sack and moving a kilometer while carrying it, dodged/defended the sponge ball which was thrown at us for 10 min, did various yoga poses, drawn runes on Chalkboard, played word games based on runes etc for 2 to 3 hours,"
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"Well kids, I think this Is enough for today. For now go home, eat well and get rest. From tomorrow onwards you will be here in the arena sharply at 7 am training with other kids. The Training will end sharply at 10 am. Those who didn't attend the training for any reason outside of sickness will have their candies cut for the following week" said the elder as he left the arena while we groaned in physical and mental exhaustion.

"Man if first day itself is like this then what would the training for the following days"

"Don't Jinx us Jerry" I replied before we went to our home

Needless to say I learn in the following days that the training sucked hellishly
 
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