[POV MC]
[3 Weeks Later]
The plan to escape this place with some commotion had worked well . I died !
But I lived !
With some mind trick the shaman knows , along with some mind games we were free of pursue .
Along the way to the place shamans gathered , I had the chance to converse with her and get to learn some useful knowledge .
First , I can't become a sith since it was the world of Harry Potter . It gave its fruits asking her about the big events all around world ,especially Europe .
Looks like there wasn't that much connection with Europe and the rest of the world . They were rather ... convincible , unlike the rest of the world .
Only functioning schools resides in Europe and China . Since they didn't have religious and cultural obstacles that much , their mages or wizards whatever you call wasn't declining like ours .
Shamans were scarce around here but strong in power . The place where shamans weren't in decline was from East Russia to Kazakhstan including a bit north-west of China and Mongolia's whole .
I was found with the order of some high ranking shaman . She was taking me to her and according to my guide again I will probably participate in this or next year's Recognition Ceremony .
After the ceremony there will be a test , I will be send to a mission after two years of training for 'the Naming' .
Your old names wasn't recognized there , you are a nameless until you gain your name with blood and tears . Names were given according to your character or the some achivement you had . Elders are the ones that give you your new name .
Recognition Ceremony too had some significance about naming . There will be some sort of test too , not a dangerous one of course .
After the naming a mentor will choose you and you will be under him or her until you learned enough and can survive by yourself .
After that you are pretty much free . You only have a few responsibilities but not that hard , like finding the blessed and such .
Shamans don't have that stupid classification like Europeans such as 'dark wizards' and all .
There are dark shamans but they aren't outcasts , they simply are interested in the dark natures of things . For them death is just another nature law much like hate , anger , sadness .
They are white shamans too , they are a group of people much like Gandalf and maybe Dumbledore but they don't appear as trying to make the world a pure place . For them evil is just a part of the reality , they just want to stay away from it and gain enlightment .
Though they antagonize with some apparently but since they aren't the only ones , it isn't seen as a fight of light and dark .
Even dark shamans are fractured between themselves : Those that want a moral code and those that don't . Such is the ways of this shaman community .
Since I was born in 1970 and not in Europe I won't be attending 'Thy Magical School of Hogwarts' but maybe I can meet the trio somehow who knows .
Though in this situation I'm in advantage :
I don't follow a curriculum , I won't have to face some Dark Lord guy and his schemes and all that stuff.
But there are downsides too, biggest of them being uncertainty .
I don't know the future , I don't know the trials I might face and this and that .
But my plan is settling slowly in my head , I was a person that lived enough to see the Rise of AI and I even witnessed an age that reversing aging was possible . Even without magic the world was moving towards a new beginning and it was shoving the possibility of immortality and creating artificial intelligence that will challenge humans at some point to our asses .
So I wanna be an immortal necromancer and conquer all . Why not ? Such is the image of mine and there isn't Dumbledore here .
[Hours Later]
We hadn't teleported there and went the way on feet . The reason was I had too much to ask the shaman and she had too much explain to me too.
We arrived at our destination after about 5 hours of walking , it would be too hard for a normal 9 years old child . But I was a kid with some magic knowledge and my magical guide made the journey easier for me too .
She was aware of my probably tiny magical prowess , yet she had yet to comment on it and it made me think all the newbies from around here were somewhat competent . Maybe harsh place harsh people kinda thing .
Now thinking about Voldy , I had done what he was able to and maybe more . Yet wasn't treated like some sort of genius or whatever . She saw my use of magic along the way yet no suprised expressions appeared on her face .
Natural selection still runs strong around this area I suppose .
How majestic !
How exciting !
A place where you have to fight for your place to survive .
At least that is what I hope , if not it would be rather boring .
Anyway coming back to our arrival.
We were already deep inside a forest and finally in front of some little pond .
It was a shallow pond and there was nothing strange around here expect some little wooden and stone idols . Some looked like the ancestors and some fit the descriptions of the gods I know from mythology and some were animal totems .
They were weaved with thin ropes from tree to tree .
They looked like preys in a spiders web .
After I witnessed this scene shaman moved me near the lake and said
"Now , don't too be afraid ."
And that bitch!!! pushed me into lake , with some strong momentum too !!!
"Ugh glub bulf"
I tried to understand what was happening after falling in the lake head on .
I looked back at the place where I have fallen from and saw the hoe! jump in too . The strange thing is that the place I have fallen from didn't look normal , surface was invisible and it was darker there . Opposite of what should happen.
The bitch!! pointed to the opposite direction with her hand while swimming towards there .
Obviously some strange shit was happening , I looked there and saw the surface there , at the place where it should be the bottom.
I swam towards there and got out gasping .
"Gulb , uh . What the hell." I muttered.
When I was out I realized the around of the little lake was different then what it used to be . Then I realised it was the kind of shit you see at The Pirates of Carribean . Jack Sparrow runs along the ship and sinks it and he goes to the other side , yeah that kinda thing . Thanks to being from future my imagination helped me solve this mystery rather fast .
I looked at the shaman , she was going out of the pond .
"Come !" she shouted towards me .
I swam towards the land , there were 2 people . One is a woman that has blue eyes and braided long brown hair . She was carrying a pecker and a sword ? What the hell , not everyone is lame like European wizards and witches I guess .
And a man was there too , he sort of looked like some anime ikemen . He had golden blonde hair that looked like it was made form genuine gold strands , his clothes were donned with golden too. He has earrings made of gold and he was smiling ..?
The hell his teeth are golden too !?
, and his eyes too !?
Oh my fucking ... what kind of place I'm in right now ?!?
The creepy guy came near me as soon as I was out of the water and started smelling me all around .
I was creeped out but he stopped the act quickly , made an annoyed and sad expression and said
"No gold again , damn !!! "
and he vanished with no sound so suddenly it startled me .
What they called it again ... ? apparition ? Guy must be pretty good at it , no sound and no trace , I wasn't even feeling any magical trace not even slightly.
"What was that ?" I asked with disgust and curiousity .
"He was Altanhan" said the braided beauty .
"What was that ?" I asked again .
"Well he was trying to smell gold on on you since he couldn't find any he left. "
"What was he going to with my gold ?"
"He was going to borrow your gold ..."
A suspicious answer needed a careful questioning.
"For how long he was going to borrow it ?" I asked showing my doubts , my eyes squinted .
She slightly looked away and said with a whispering tone
"For ,uhm, forever ..?"
"No wonder ." I whispered to myself.
No wonder that guy looked like gold incarnate .
I understood at that moment that guy would take your gold away somehow no matter what.
" Dangerous ..." gotta be careful of perverts from now on .
"Okay , follow me . We are going to visit the Eyes Made Of Ash ." my guide said mystically . "The damn old hag." she whispered lightly but I had heard .
And chuckled inwardly . She is cute when she is annoyed .
She started walking again with the girl we met , her name was Umayşa .
We walked for about 10 minutes .
There were all kind of houses here , some made of yellow stone that you could see in poor villages usually , some made of bricks , some carved in giant trees , some going underground ...
Now we were in front of some house that was somehow made with trees fused together with a big free area inside , that trees didn't grow towards . A natural tree house .
We have reached our destination .
[F.M. 2 rounds 07.08.23]