Chapter 1: The Birth, The Life, The God

Maya P.O.V.

I was… I am perhaps the ideal figure of what the ideal Female Magician ought to be. This is true for both me and my Sister. I had such high hopes for my future; I lived what was basically the dream of for any young girl, a doting father, a handsome young man to be my husband, and finally the power to sunder an army on a whim. Ok maybe not that last one but still I had my life set on the ideal path until it was torn from me by a group that served a Kingdom that's worthlessness is only surpassed by the people who populate and inhabit it.

They called themselves The KunlunFang Institute of Dahan I call them the dirt on the soles of my shoes. While visiting Taipei with my fiancee for the Cultural exchange program of the Asian branch of the Magic Association those worthless dogs abducted my person and in a vain attempted to stop them Saegusa-san lost his eye. Then for a time that I have not even the faintest idea I was Defiled, Degraded, and Subjected to the awful experiments of those Dahan pigs. I had everything I held dear to myself taken away: my magic, my pride, even my right as a women to breed life. With that all gone I had almost given up hope of coming out of this Hell hole alive. Then by the grace of Gods I never believed existed my vengeance came in the form of my father Yotsuba Genzou; he and 29 others of our clan butchered those bastards.

When I finally returned home after so long, I could not but feel as though the girl I was died back in Dahan and what came home was a Demon, not a person. This was only solidified when my Sister Miya, whom I loved like no one else, made all my hate, my agony, my desire for vengeance, the love I had for anyone that I held dear, the thing that made me the person I was into nothing but the equivalent of data a price too high to pay even if it did restore my power. It was with this that Realization came to me Humanity makes a person weak, cowardice, and foolish. It is a useless tool that only holds one back from achieving that which we are truly capable of, it is a crutch that I am now free of and I was more than ready to fashion the course of my life and my Death

From that point my Sister… no Miya and I were splintered for years. With me back in safe hands my Father, I did not hesitate to plot and execute revenge on those dogs for what they had done to one of the Yotsuba in less than half a year 4000 of the highest ranking officials on all brackets of the Government along with any and all research the Dahan possessed on the working of Modern Magic was destroyed. It did not take long after this that the pitiful would be Nation collapsed internally and Asia became whole… all except Japan of course.

Sadly this vengeance did not come without cost as anything, 30 of our clan lie dead among them and the most heartbreaking is my Father, at least it would have been had I been able to truly feel the emotion now I do so on a whim. With Tou-san dead, our uncle Yotsuba Eisaku has taken the reigns of the Clan.

Years would pass before to the shocking realization from a medical examination showed that not all was lost for me bear a child. By an unknown means there was one healthy egg within my womb and for the first time in years since Miya did what she did I was filled with genuine happiness, joy, and glee. But the problem would not be with conceiving but sustaining the child that is something I could no longer do. Just as I was just about to plummet back to my low state, Miya stepped forward and volunteered to surrogate my would be child. This surprised me genuinely as she was the last person I would have expect to have even considered this given how much our relationship had deteriorated over the years prior. When I had asked her why she would do this for me she simply look at me and said "I do this because I want my sister back hoping she can forgive me for what I have done." For the first time in years we embraced in a tearful hug staying their for a time I cannot count.

Now all that was left was to find a suitable donor, I will not go into detail as who it was just that it was someone close to the family.

These next 9 months were the longest of my life, but in that time my relationship with Miya had improved significantly to the point where I started to call her Onee-chan again. Finally on a cool April night my heart's greatest desire was brought to fruition with the soft cries of a newborn. My first instinct was to jump to my feet and barge into the room immediately but Hayama-san the confidant and Head Butler of the Yotsuba talked me out of it… not to say it was not complete hell not being able to see my son.

After a while I was able to see Onee-chan she looked awful and exhausted but content nonetheless "How are you feeling Onee-chan?" I asked not even trying to hide the excitement in my voice anxious to meet my son.

She looked at me with mischief in her eye "I am well but it's funny here I was thinking you would be dotting over your darling new baby boy right now and not with your equally wonderful Onee-chan" she this not even bothering to hold back her smile and leaving me unable to hold back my blush in embarrassment.

She could only laugh at this and for once I would not argue or make a fuss of it but instead join her in heartfelt laughter like all sisters should.

We talked for a while before Oji-san and Hayama entered the room with my son in Hayama's arms. I quickly ran to him and reached for my son whom he gave me gladly. Looking down at my adorable little bundle I felt pride and joy well in me like I was a balloon ready to burst. His tufts of dark hair as black as the night and his eye shining like the bluest sapphires that ever were in the light of the sun. His adorable little face is what caught my attention the most however because even now I could tell he would grow up to look just like his grandfather which filled my heart with joy knowing my son would grow up reminding me of the man my father was only he will be better.

I am getting so enamored with my son I did not notice Oji-san trying to get my attention until he tried to take my son away from me… I was tempted to kill him right then and their had he succeeded in doing so. Looking up him his face was covered in worry which in turn made me feel the worry "What is wrong Oji-san?" I asked with concern in my voice looking back at Miya I could see the worry in her eyes even if she didn't show it.

Oji-san sighed before answering "It's your son Maya and his ability to wield magic." He spoke trying to sound as calm as possible. "What is wrong with his magic?" I spoke barely keeping the worry from turning into fear. "Calm now Maya it is nothing that would cause him any immediate harm. But I cannot say the same for the rest of us." He spoke the last bit in almost a mumble as though he feared the reality of his words. A little a confused but less worried "What do you mean for the rest of us?" He gestured me back to my seat next to Onee-chan and began to explain. "Your son is a God Magician with power unparalleled to anything within the world of magic Ancient or Modern." He said this as though he were a devout zealot preaching on about his god with hints of fear laced into his voice.

"What does any of that have to do with him being a danger?"

"Because when I used my own magic on him to read his psion pattern and discover what type of magic he would someday wield I was terrified to say the least."

"He has been given a strength that will not only allow him to take reality and change it to will into quite literally any category of Magic but he can destroy and create anything his heart desire with a mere thought… like the gods so many claim to be real."

I almost could not believe what Oji-san was telling us about my son. That he has some sort of divine power that could break the world. I was not sure weather to feel elated or terrified instead I just jumped for joy and glee on the inside knowing my son, my precious baby boy is going to stand head over heel every single weakling the other clans will surely produce in his generation.

"But their is a drawback that could undo anything that he could accomplish."

"What is that Oji-san?" Miya spoke up finally adding to the conversation.

"His power is also linked to his strong emotions and if he were to ever say throw a tantrum for example, It may very well dissipate a large portion of the Earth."

"Then we make sure that does not happen." Miya spoke with conviction in her voice which was surprising giving how she should not even be conscious at the moment.

"We train him with the other guardians of the family from the moment he learns to stand and with that if he can gain control… when he gains complete control of his emotions, we will not only have the leader and protector so many in our Clan prayed for but also the best possible war machine Japan has ever known."

Pondering Onee-san's words the room was silent until Hayama spoke up "You will still need something that can keep his mind anchored. Even if he goes through guardian training it teach him to control not suppress his emotions." Speaking with the same neutral and serious tone Hayama is known and respected for.

"If that is the case then we will have to contemplate killing him." Oji-san spoke in a hesitant manner… not that it didn't make me any less infuriated hearing that suggestion.

His even mentioning the possibility of having to kill son, my sweet and adorable baby boy made me want to slaughter him right then and their.

He should thank whatever made Miya speak up again as her next words were able to calm me.

"We could create someone to keep him in check not only with a limiter but with their very presence… make that person his world."

Thinking on it we all agreed that Miya would have another child to tie my son to so he could live and become as great as I know he could be.

"I will inform the Clan of the birth but I will keep his more… spectacular powers out of the announcement."

"That seems the best course of action. But when it comes time to show the families what he can do I intend to make a show of how amazing my son is." I said this almost getting giddy by the very of thought of rubbing the pride my son will give me in the face of everyone in the family and the numbers system.

Miya only giggled at this and the matter was finally settled.

Oji-san left with Hayama to inform the clan of my new son leaving me and Miya alone for the moment. Sitting down next to her we both gazed at the adorable little creature sleeping in my arms. Miya looked at me and open her mouth to speak "What will you name him?"

A thought that was yet to cross my mind "I honestly don't know their are so many good names and yet I don't want to give him something he can't live up too if he has already surpassed the value of the name in all ways possible." I thought to name him for my father given he looks like him but quickly dismissed the idea wanting to let dead men rest.

"If that's the case give him a common name, that way he can make it great." Miya spoke with precision and knowledge something with both inherited from the incubator that was our mother.

With that in mind it hit me like a bullet to the head, I had the perfect name for my little bundle. Looking back down at his little sleeping face and nuzzled him closer to me and the only thing on my mind was the amazing I had for him.

I slowly brought his ear to my mouth and whispered "Welcome to the World… Tatsuya."

This was only to be the beginning.