Raizel appraised his seniors for a moment before he sighed. "I know that you were involved in my rather early return. Though I have no doubt that my protegès will be able to handle the situation, it was not part of the plan." Fate, who had thankfully deigned to take a humanoid form, shrugged nonchalantly. "It was necessary. The wizards and witches of the Magickeverse are on the verge of wiping each other out. Magicke itself is rather weak right now as well. I had plans of sending you there as a...saviour of sort. There is a prophecy and everything." it said. Raizel blinked. The Magickeverse was one of the most important dimensions. The reason for it's importance was Magicke. Magicke was a force that had been instrumental in the universes' existence. If the universe that strengthened the foundation of the universes collapsed, reality itself would probably cease. "You will be born as a wizard, with your powers intact of course. This time, that ridiculous course of it affecting your body won't be a problem. I'm much more experienced in making a sturdy human." Life interrupted Raizel's musings. That...was actually a relief. If that curse hadn't hindered him, he'd be done with Ignes Kravei and the Union in a matter of seconds. Instead, it had taken him almost a millennium. Most of which he had slept, but still. "Our goal is to unify the wizards and witches. Which is easier said than done, of course. They've gotten their prejudices against each other so deep-rooted that it's impossible to convince them that killing the other party isn't the solution." Death said in a frustrated tone. Raizel blinked in surprise. It must be really bad it Death was complaining about...well, death. "They've got this strange idea that Magicke is divided. As in Light or Dark. Which they equate with good and bad respectively, ignorant little fools that they are. It's tearing Magicke itself apart!" Death concluded rather impassioned. Fate turned it's temporary head towards Raizel, who had finally understood why an entity was needed to solve a mortal matter. "Lord Fate, if you could give some further details on this matter so I am sufficiently prepared." Raizel requested of the Elder. Fate tilted its head at being addressed as Lord, but smiled in appreciation at Raizel's politeness. For Raizel, it was rather normal, as being polite was step 1 of being a Noble. And he figured 'Lord' was an appropriate term, as both female and male Noble leaders were addressed as 'Lord'. "Well, it begins with one Albus Dumbledore and Tom Marvolo Riddle..."

§ 31st July 1980 §

Being born, Raizel decided, was unpleasant. As was being a newborn, for that matter. Not being able to communicate, suddenly bursting into tears because his body demanded food, not to mention the feeding itself. Raizel shuddered just thinking about, causing his mother to shift.

Raizel smiled at the thought of his mother. Like all children, he'd formed a deep bond with his mother even before he was born. It was only natural, after all. Seeing him smile, his mother, whose name he knew to be Lily Potter, cooed. The smile slipped from Raizel's face as he frowned. He would not be cooed at! He was the Noblesse, for goodness sake!

His mother too frowned at his sudden change of expression, and sent a panicked look towards someone. Raizel turned his head to see that it was a man wearing glasses with a bird nest for hair. His father, he supposed, if the equally panicked look he sent another male in the room was something to go by. "Padfoot, something's wrong he was just smiling and look at him frown oh god did we mess something up maybe the nurse-" as his father went on about his worries, the man now identified as Padfoot just laughed. "Relax, James. The little guy's barely been born. He's probably overwhelmed by the amount of love you guys are showing him. Of course, as his Godfather, I fully approve." the man puffed out his chest as he calmed a frantic James. His father snorted, and turned around to face someone else. "Does that make any kind of sense, Moony?" James said a bit sardonically. The man called Moony just sighed. Just then, the door opened to reveal a rat-like man nervously making his way in. "Is that him? Is that...?" the newcomer said in a tone that Raizel definitely didn't like. Evidently neither did his mother, as she spoke for the first time. "Yes, Peter. Please, everyone. Say hi to Hadrian James Potter." Lily Potter said rather forcefully. "Potter-Black." Padfoot said lazily. Everyone in the room turned their attention towards him with wide questioning eyes. Sirius Orion Black snorted. "He's my Heir. And nothing you say will change my mind." he announced. James spluttered. "But, what if you have your own childre-" Sirius just waved his hand dismissively. "I'll deal with it then. But as it stands, Harry's mine as much as he's yours." James blinked. "Wait, Harry?" Now it was Sirius' turn to blink. "Yeah, it suits him, don't you think?" he shrugged. 'No, it does not.' thought Raizel sullenly, and glared at Sirius. Sirius was clearly startled by his glaring. "I think...that he doesn't like it. What about Rai, Hadrian?" Everyone's head whipped towards Lily. Raizel smiled at his preferred nickname from his Noblesse days. Lily nodded. "Rai it is, then." James blinked at the conversation that had just taken place between his wife an newborn baby. A huge grin broke on his face. "My son's a genius, Padfoot! Did you see him respond to Lily like he could understand her?! I bet he'll be smartest little bloke on the planet! That's my Rai!" he said excitedly, while Sirius just nodded numbly, still clearly shocked at being stared down by a newborn infant. And that's how Raizel was introduced to his parents and the Marauders and learned to love them. Though he never did like Peter