Chapter 3: My very own spellbook

Wiscot P.O.V

I looked at the man that has been restricked by dozen's of black phantom blue vine's. he was restricted and unable to move or speak. I looked at him with a cold expression but even so I was shocked that I manage to handle this situation very well.

' W-what the hell did I done!? '

I thought in my agitated thought.

I can't believe I actually handle this without even flinching! t-this so surreal!!

I never would have handled this in this way. sure I'm able to use magic now but I would have just accepted this man's proposal.

Even though it is not the Ideal solution to some I don't really want to die right now in my case but even so thank god I don't have to worry of being hurt.

I sighed mentally in my mind cause for some reason I couldn't sigh using my expression. I looked at the man that has been entangled with my { Thornwhip } Cantrip as I just looked at him for a bit before saying to him.

" Sorry but I don't want any corpse's on my way home so it's better if... you forget "

I said to the criminal as I walked towards him and put my fingers near his left head. I looked at him for the last time before chanting the spell { Modifye memory }

{ hastoreztine morcox Veri Dufferindet alor severeness oz excruvox }

I chanted through my lung's as my hand's started to turn black growing my nails to that of feline. an azura blue like energy suddenly conjured to my fingers as I waive them in unison to create the correct sign language to cast the spell.

The criminal saw this as his eyes emmidiently went emotionless as his eyes shows no light nor serenity as his eye's create's a slight blue glow seemilar to my magic. I saw this as I waive my other hand to dispell { Thornwhip }. The phantom blue vine's began to let go of the criminal as it retract to the destroyed concrete ground.

Once it retracted the criminal just looked emotionless while I concentrated on his memories. The azura blue magical energy the weive connected to it's head as it enter's the braincells electric current's as I saw the criminals memories infolfing my head.

I saw it all. I saw this man's memories from the day he was born as well his living conditions.

The { Modifye memory } Spell allowed me connect a person neuron's where memories connect's to the brain to pass to my head. A neuron is an electric signal that pass through the braincells to make a memory of what a person's day to day life unfold's.

If a person experience something a neoron will pass to the brain and send's it to the brain to remember later. and thanks the neoron's signal the braincell can recreate the same neoron's as long as the person kept experiencing at what they did until it last indefinitely.

Because of this fact I can connect my self on a person's neoron's through the use of magic. seeing and manipulating them to my advantage.

It took me for a while as I was consintrating to took hold on my connection to the neoron's through magic. I looked at the man's memories and felt very pitiful for him.

' How sad. no wonder this man felt like an absolute baby when it comes to direct killing me with his intend. he wanted to rob me to collect enough money to help his sick mother. They are poor and has little money to help his sick mother so using a foolish route he decided to rob a few people under the dark of the shadow's. on unreached eye of the heroe's and government '

I commented by this fact, although there is a chance that he will be caught eventually and still go to jail despite his reasons I still felt bad about him.

Although I am still new to this concept of the Multiverse's I can tell that mine is a bit of a messed up one. I live in a society where I am judge not only by my appearance but also my quirk as my universe alway's labelled people to those who are good and who are evil without even caring of there origin.

As long as you have a cool or a hero like quirk you are considered a good guy and those with villanous quirk's disgusting quirk's you will be considered a bad guy.

What a very judgemental and a funny version of a corrupt world. I thought feeling a bit funny as even though my universe is somewhat advance we still think this prosses.

I didn't take this long on at connecting myself to his memories and just erase and edit our little meeting and finish the spell. I let my hand go making my hand back to normal as the criminal just stand there for a while before I just walked pass him making me back on the roud with no worrie's.

" Step "

I came back at the colorful lighted night streets as I walked and sighed.

" Sigh... what am I going to do. sure that encounter was just a man finding an easy solution but... I fear that my planet is a bit messed up if I just took a blind eye "

I said in a bit sad expression and stop and wave my hand for taxi. I was in a bit of a complicated path as no matter what I think that my world is somewhat fine there are going to be problem's allong the way. so with a bit of a convaluted expression I look at the corner of the streets as a taxi came to a stop.

" Crea- "

I didn't think much and open the door.

" Thud! "

" So where to? "

" ... 27 opal street please "

" Sure that would be 1500 yen "

" here "

I give the taxi driver my currency as he drive me to my appointment. I looked at the window feeling a bit conflicted on what should I do. Although I should have gotten the criminal the money for his sick mother it is not enough to solve some of this world's problems.

Thinking about this it made me a bit mad at how our society is. with how this judgemental world work I decided to set up a motivation in my mind a new set of goul to just live in a very hidden corrupt world to demolish this societies view of label's of heroe's and villain's.

But if I really wanted to change this demolish this world's view point of heroe's and villain's I need to pluck out the source. this countries government.

I thought of all of this while I ride through the lighted night sky of the city as I begin to set up a plot to demolish the Japanese government and replace it with a suitable candidate. one that doesn't share the same ideology of labelling heroe's and villain's.

...

Near at an apartment.

" Vroom! "

" Here we are sir "

" Thanks here's a tip "

I tipped the taxi driver as I walk to my apartment. I felt really mentally tired for today. all that thinking and all what happens today was very eventful but non the less I'll make sure to prepare my plans if I wanted it to work.

I open my apartment's door and enter. I click the switch and closed the door and leave my case on a bear by table.

" Click! "

" Thud! "

" Inhale- Sigh- Welp... better start going then "

I leave my case and walked to the living room and grab some of my left over blank sheet of paper's. I have been relanctacly wanting to go home early not to just relax or practice my magic but also record all my spell's through a spellbook.

Cause all thought I can cast spell's on my own I cannot use the full potential of my many of my spell's I remember through my alternate selve's. cause of that I need to constantly write some of these spell's not only through memorization but also to test if I somewhat inherited some of my alternate selve's magical abilities.

Cause even though my alternate self's can cast magic he does have other abilities to not only help in spell's but also other things.

That is why it is important for me to record those spell's. Luckily enough I manage to remember dozen's of wiscot's spell's.

Wizards from my alternate self's world needs to constantly remember spell's for them to use as mistra the goddess of magic created a limitation that didn't allow wizards to cast spell's willy neely. she made it so that spell's are hard to memorize and only intelligent, hard working wizards are able to use these spell's.

Luckily enough when my alternate self tried to posses me and I took over his memories through the power of will and manage to have a photographic memory of those spell's. although not all of them as I tried to research all of wiscot's spell's and only see some blurred images of some of them but the rest will do for now.

I put the full sheet's of paper to the living room's table and grab one paper.

" I just hope this works "

I said feeling a bit nervous to my experiment. I took a deep breathe and raised my and thought of a blue pen like quil. Once I thought of that my hands started to conjure blue weive like particles as with a flick of my hand a blue pen appeared to my left hand.

" Swush! "

" Huh ha I I actually did it!! "

I felt very ecstatic as I manage to magicaly create a pen like quil out of no where. this is what my alternate's many abilities once he took a job as a wizard of the order of the scribe have.

A common ability for scribe wizard's, wizardly quil. an ability that allow's you to magicaly conjure a tiny quil that has three properties and more properties on them especially the property to copy all of wiscot's spell's to other spellbook.

With this I will remember all of his spell's with no problem. I began to write the spell's in my sheet of paper spending much more time and skipping my dinner. I didn't feel hungry at all as I was busy regaining all of wiscot's spell's.

I spent the whole night entirely of copying the spell's in my mind as new spell's started to appear. magic sigil's appear thanks to the quil's magic properties as I busy myself organizing and writing my spell's.

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