—Underworld, Central Cathedral year 368—
I came from nothing. Well not nothing but from the world of angels and warriors from up above. From the stars glittering in the sky. I was always told this. That I came from the heavens to assist my Goddess Administrator Quinella in an everlasting task to keep the darkness at bay and protect the humans. My Goddess said I came down as a child, ready to learn and protect my people. She even gave me my name when I acquired my weapon, a two handed broadsword named Holy Blade, Harry Synthesis Thirteen.
Holy Blade is a two handed broadsword that I can wield with one hand. It has a white handle that curves inward towards the middle then widens to it's normal size towards the guard. The pommel is a five petaled transparent flower growing out of a royal blue orb fitted into the pommel. The guard is made up of two petal like wings on the side with three of the orbs in the centre. Golden protrusions hold the wings in place so they are sturdy enough for a truly horrific fight. The blade looks like two arrow heads one on top of the other with a design similar to the handle near the guard. On the design are four orbs of different sizes increasing in size towards the tip. At the top of the blade is another golden arrow head that hold and powers a transparent blade surrounding the actual blade (Sword is cover image). This sword is sharp enough to cut Bercouli Synthesis One's blade Time Piercing Sword that is sharp enough to cut a memory crystal. A memory crystal is created when an Integrity Knight appears to give them the Knights knowledge.
My Knight armour is pure white with golden accents and royal blue orbs in the gauntlets and the chest-piece. I have a fluffy white cape with my Goddesses symbol in red on it. My Goddesses symbol is a rapier with large wings expanded on the side like the rapier itself has wings. And unlike my fellow knight Fanatio Synthesis Two I don't wear a helmet.
I am currently walking towards my Goddesses chamber to learn a special Sacred Art for my Knighting Day, the day I appeared before my Goddess as an Integrity Knight. Unlike the other knights however, I do not have a unique skill that make me an actual knight instead of those wannabe pretender knights. As it is my eleventh Knighting Day, my Goddess has decided to teach me an unique Sacred Art. I reached the chamber doors and knocked, waiting to be allowed in. Once I got permission, I immediately entered and was stunned at her beauty. My Goddess is radiant, both in a literal and metaphorical sense, wearing her royal purple nightgown. Around her head is a crown with a wing like design, similar to the wings on my sword.
"My Goddess, what is your will?" I spoke with complete devotion in my voice. She just giggled into her hand before looking at me with love in her eyes.
"Harry I've told you, call me Mother, not your Goddess." I was stunned but not surprised. Every time I meet with my Goddess, she wants me to call her Mother. "But I understand why you call me that. Harry, it is time to learn one of my best Sacred Arts. This is so when you are stranded somewhere without a weapon, you can create one, my son. Before you ask what is happening, I had a vision. In the vision, I saw you go to another world and I saw nothing that would alert me to your arrival home."
"My God- no Mother, I will never willingly leave you and if I am forced to, I shall always return home." Mother just looked shocked at my statement before crying tears of joy and hugging me. We were like that for awhile before a dark red flame appeared and swooped towards us. Mother uses the Sacred Art Generate luminous element. Form element, shield shape. Discharge. to create shields made from light to protect us both. When I saw the fire getting through the shields, I used Generate umbra element. Form element, shield shape. Discharge. to make shields of darkness to counter the light from the flames.
Mother must of noticed something because the next thing I know was mother saying Transfer human unit system control authority, self to left. and Transfer human unit memory core, self to left while touching me with her left hand. With what Mother did to me, I now knew and could preform all sacred arts. Seeing the flames getting closer I used System call! Enhance Armament! Release recollection! creating a pattern on the ceiling of a broadsword within a circle of feathers. I saw Mother start to cry before I appeared within a castle hall filled with people and a goblet with blue flames.
—Earth, England, Scotland, Hogwarts year 1994—
"Where am I? Elder where am I." I immediately asked. Gasps were heard all around me.
"Young man, you will not talk to your elders, especially Albus Dumbledore, like that." A redhead woman shouted before storming over to me. "You clearly haven't learned manners, must of had horrible parents, so I'll teach-" I interrupted the redhead with Generate thermal element. Form element, bird shape. Fly straight with five fingers, creating flaming doves on each finger, ready to discharge. Seeing the Sacred Art clearly scared the woman as she stopped before turning white and watching the doves intently. Idiot. Any skilled fighter knows to watch both a blade and Sacred Art.
"Ma'am, I am Harry Synthesis Thirteen, child of the Administrator, my Goddess Quinella and I was taught manners but my fellow knights whom have been around for hundreds of years. Last I checked it is poor manners to grab someone else's child." I spoke in a calm yet venomous voice. But despite the bit in my voice, if one were to look, and with all of the paling faces people were, my eyes matched the fierceness of a wyvern. "Unless you want to be an unidentifiable red splat on the floor and walls, you will never attempt to touch me again. This warning goes for everyone as well. Unless I have told you, you cannot touch me. Now, what am I doing here elder. If the answer is not good enough, I will splatter you across the stones."
The old man, Albus Dumbledore, just gulped before saying, "You are in Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, and have been chosen to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. If you would, please go into the side room to the other champions." I pondered on what to do for a few seconds before cancelling my Sacred Art and going into the champions room. Inside I saw a skinny blonde teen, another teen that looks like they cannot physically smile, and a young woman in a periwinkle blue dress and a blue hat atop her blonde hair. She also expelled an aura of sorts that seemed to do nothing to him but slowly gain the interest of the others.
A few minutes after I had entered the room, Dumbledore and the others including the redhead barged in with Dumbledore going to grab me. As I do not like to be touched by anyone, other than Mother, I chanted Generate Crystalline element. Form element shield shape. Discharge creating a clear crystal shield between us. "I have told you once Dumbledore I do not like to be touched. This is your last warning and I'm only giving it to you as, at your age, you probably forget things easily. Hopefully this warning will stick."
Everyone, excluding the strange man who looks like he ate a lemon and the man with a large blue eye, paled in fear. "Very well my boy." Cue my twitching eyebrow. "Now, as all of the champions are here, the first task is one of bravary. The task is on the 24th of November. The weighing of the wands will be on the 13th so we shall all be together then. Mr Synthesis Thirteen, if you'll come with me, I shall take you to the guest room you'll be using." Dumbledore said before walking out of the room, expecting me to follow. And while I did, I only followed him to the entrance of the school which was by the stairway to the guest room I believe.
When I saw the entrance, I immediately went outside and walked towards a clearing unoccupied by any greenery other than grass. I could here Dumbledore follow me along with what I assume to be students. Standing on the edge of the clearing I started to chant System call. Generate Crystalline element. Form room. Discharge! to create a room made of clear crystal twenty feet wide, ten feet tall. The students watching were in awe, according to the gasps heard, and with the piercing glare I felt, Dumbledore didn't like what I had done. But I wasn't finished. System call. Generate Umbra element. Form cloak. Conceal! covered my new room in a cloak of darkness that scared the others. I let a sadistic smirk appear on my face.
"Now my boy, you need to-" the old man began before I cut him of with another chant. Generate Aerial element. Form Magic Mirror. Discharge! created a near invisible gust of wind around my room, having to added benefit of knocking Dumbledore on his back.
"Mr Synthesis Thirteen a room has already been prepared for you. If you could destroy this... thing you have made, than I will escort you to your room. I will forget this clear use of dark magic if you follow my command. If you do not, I will have to bring the Aurors here to arrest you." The old man was really starting to get on my nerves. But hear about the, assumed, knights within this region I didn't take my room down, hoping the Aurors would be summoned so I could have a good fight.
Then I whistled. I whistled long and loud, hoping the ritual worked in another region. And, by the three Goddesses, it worked. A ripple in the air, like a droplet of water hitting a calm lake, appeared in front of me and began expanding. It expanded till it reached the size of my room before opening and allowing Alice Synthesis Thirty's dragon Amayori into this region. Amayori is a gigantic, silver dragon with triangular scales adorning its entire body. She has two wings that tower like a couple of spires, a long neck and a long tail that draws an arc. She has a faintly bluish fuzz growing under her neck and has metal armour equipped on its chest and head at all time. She immediately lowered her head and lightly licked my cheek. Dumbledore and around fifteen Luther adults were surrounding me and Amayori with their sticks pointed at the dragon.
"Get away from the dragon child. Don't make any sudden movements and we'll stun it once your far enough away." A woman looking near twenty years old said keeping the stick pointed at my friend.
"Amayori will never hurt me or those that don't hurt her. You can lower your stick, she won't hurt you." I spoke in a calm yet cold voice. Three of the adults lowered their stick but the others didn't. "These 'sticks' are wands kid." The one who spoke earlier said. "I'm Professor Bathsheda Babbling, the Runes Professor. The one on my left is Professor Aurora Sinistra, the Astronomy Professor." A petite young woman with blond hair and blue eyes with a galaxy purple robe on waved." And the one on my right is Professor Septima Vector, the Arithmancy Professor. Who are you kid and what is the dragon?"
"I am Harry Synthesis Thirteen, an Integrity Knight of the Axiom Church who serves the Goddess Quinella. This is Amayori, a crystal wyvern that is loyal to all Integrity Knights." I spoke with pride. For all my life I may have been an Integrity Knight but I had never been among the common folk. I had only been among the nobles who were spoiled, stuck-up pieces of giant dung that should be terminated. There were some nice nobles though, like the Serlut family.
"Now my boy-" the old man started once again before I interrupted him. "I'm not your anything old man. Now if you'll all excuse me, I'm tired so I will go to sleep. Interrupted my sleep and those 'Aurors' won't find anything left." Letting that threat hang in the air, I walk towards my room before walking inside and going to sleep with Amayori's head resting on my stomach. The next day will be chaos for sure.