Slowly I opened my eyes and noted that my small body was lying on wet grass. 'That sure was weird' was the only thought that crossed my mind before any other I could have formulated was swept from my mind with unexpected pain.

Gritting my teeth I calmed myself and tried to identify my pain's source. It was in vain since there was no one around and my newly-acquired body aside from some children running, playing, or talking around each other or reading alone on a bench, all of them too far away to be the cause. My eyes widened as I felt something unfamiliar make its anger and rejection known inside me. The next moment I bent forward and held myself above the ground on my hands.

My vomit was pink - a mixture of blood and stomach acid spiced by pieces of what once was edible. Thankfully by now, the pain had weakened enough allowing me to get up before I started to retch from the stench of half-digested food and think about what had caused me to expel them.

'Whatever it is, it's living, conscious, and closely enough connected to this body to react to my presence. That leaves two things, so it's either the boy who is trying to stop me from possessing his body or... it's his magic.' The latter reminded me of the fact that I'm a wizard, but what normally would have excited me just made me angry.

"Dammit!" Both possibilities would pose a major problem. I wasn't prepared to exorcise a spirit and I had no idea how to deal with artifacts or even come close to them without magic or my enhanced strength. Something else to be angry at.

The difference between an adult's body that could tear trolls to shreds with bare hands and one of a kid that couldn't even run for 15 minutes straight was not something easily bridged even though I did inherit a part of my strength. I shook my head. 'One problem at a time.'

After standing there for some time I had attracted weird looks from the other children in the Park. Jimmy was telling James and Nick something and considering how they laughed it was probably a joke about me - like always. I blinked. For one, those were some quite weird names to me and for the other, I surely didn't have any reason to know who they were and what they were doing. That means it must have been someone else who knew about them-the boy.

Planning to test if I had his memories I tried to remember my name. Having multiple memories of the same thing sure was confusing but at least I had confirmed it-Phonoi Black was either dead or a spirit without any memories and both didn't pose any danger to me. Good. The next thing I did was to try to search for anything related to magic only to be met by disappointment as I didn't have any results from my new memories.

'Did this body even have magic, or did was it given to it at the same time as me?'

I ignored the possibility of not having magic since my benefactor had no reason to lie about it and tried to use my magic. When I was the prince my subordinates as they called themselves had explained how they sometimes really wanted things to happen and they just did, so maybe I just try just that

Looking at the boy named Jimmy I wished really hard to make him shut his mouth, I would have tried worse, but I wasn't sure yet it wouldn't end in me harming myself.

The former feeling of strangeness and loathing inside me rose up again and tried to twist my insides, so instead of continuing my wish I mentally pressed against it with the idea of wanting to stop it. At first, I thought it worked, but in the next moment, I realized that I was in a kind of trance as the world aside from me stopped.

I couldn't help but be reminded of the moments of my death when my patron had appeared as I looked around me. 'Maybe there was a mistake?' I doubted the possibility, but why else would this happen again?

But this time no one appeared and instead I found a ring on my finger that seemed to draw the unfamiliar being that had stopped like the rest of the world inside me into it. Curious I looked at the sigil ring, but I paused as a voice rang in my mind. "You have one day."

I frowned. I had one day to find a way to deal with rebellious magic and implement it? Fucking wonderful.

As time resumed once more I thoughtfully stared at the ground only to be reminded of the fact that my vomit included blood. 'Maybe I should get that checked, I'm pretty sure that's not healthy for a child's body.'

I sighed. It would be hard to live with such a weak body.