Chapter 19: Myrddin’s Journey (430 AD)

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Chapter 19: Myrddin’s Journey (430 AD)

Morgan's house, Britain, 430 AD New novel chapters are published on

POV: Myrddin

The second after Myrddin settled into Morgan's home, he was put to work. He found out that while the witch's house seemed modest from the outside, it was bigger on the inside. It was not as big as the residences of the nobles he had seen but it was still more than any simple commoner would hope to live in. The house was two stories tall, with a living room, three bedrooms, a dueling room, a dining room, a potions room and a kitchen. There were a few strange rooms that she called 'bathrooms' and contained some type of self-cleaning chamber pots. There was also a basement but Morgan didn't allow him inside for some reason. It was evident to him that his new teacher was a commoner in the wizarding world and he noted the relatively luxurious life she lived.

She didn't have to worry about food since she had a farm that magically grow all her dietary needs. She had a roof over her head. He would have killed for these things alone when he was living in the streets.

This helped him realize how much easier wizards' lives are compared to the muggles. A lot of elements that were usually difficult to achieve for a normal person, takes a few waves of a wand for a magical to do. He wondered if any magical has ever grown hungry as he did, grown thirsty as he did, felt despair as he did. No wonder magicals consider themselves superior.

He put those thoughts out of his mind and focused on the task at hand. His new teacher has asked him to gather firewood to heat up the house. It vexed him that he hadn't learnt any spells. All she did was teach him about certain plants, the basics on how to prepare a potion and some meditation. If he hadn't seen it himself, he would have thought she couldn't use magic, she rarely ever uses it for trivial things like he saw the magical do in Londinium. She cleaned everything by hand, cooked everything by hand, even lit fires by hand. He never even seen her using a wand which he knows is necessary for magic.

At least he learnt potion-making. It wasn't spellcasting, but it was something, and it was magical, so he was satisfied. She had shown him the plants they gathered, explained how they can used, how the magical properties of each ingredient interact and how the direction of stirring can affect the entire potion. He did memorize everything she taught him but didn't understand the logic about it, which turned into a new magical discipline to learn arithmancy.

Unfortunately, there was a giant hurdle for him to learn arithmancy and it was his inability to read and write. This of course led to over six months of just reading and writing lessons. He knew this was for his future but he learnt very little magic for the time he spent here and he was very disappointed. It turns out that arithmancy was essentially a way to predict the result of a magical phenomenon using the variables he needed. It was interesting but still, after a year living with Morgan, he still hadn't learnt a single spell.

She said she wouldn't teach him a spell if his meditation remained poor. She seemed very disappointed in his inability to learn her way. He snapped back at her for him not even having a wand to do magic and while she argued that her casting methods were superior, he had refused to budge on the issue. He knew that he was being childish, that he hadn't even tried meditating for a few months but he wanted to learn magic as fast as he could. At the end, after a month of persistence, she ended up buying him a wand which was made of oak and dragon heartstring. The moment where he first touched his wand was one of the most intimate of his life. He knew at this moment for certain that Morgan was wrong. Something that feels this right cannot be worse than her casting technique. He pretended not to notice the disappointment in Morgan's eyes when he wielded his wand. After all, what was some commoner witch compared to entire wizarding world.

And so, he travelled the world. It was during his first duel with a magical bandit that wanted to rob him that he realized the quality of his magical education. Even in Londinium, the knowledge of the entire residents of the city combined, including the nobles, was inferior to his. His teacher was really a remarkable woman. They had never learnt apparition or even heard of such magic. Even a multitude of spells and potions were unknown to them. He found that he liked this feeling of superiority over those who had considered him a useless street rat a decade ago. He decided that his dream was to learn all there was to be learnt about magic, to become the undisputed master of magic.

And so, he began his journey, his clairvoyance guiding him to his destined path. He started with the druids in the Isle where he learnt the magic of nature, then the wand wavers in Rome that focused on battle magic. He learnt from the elementals in Greece and spent over five years in the magical library of Alexandria. He was fascinated by their culture, however, disliked the dominating presence of necromancy in Egypt. He made his way to Kamar-Taj as his teacher told him, to finish his education in sorcery.

Every single person that taught him was flabbergasted at how naturally magic came to him, he only wished that Morgan had been as impressed with his progress as they were. After a couple of decades refining his magic and sorcery, of battles against demons and heretics, he finally became sorcerer supreme. It was then that he received a vision of the magical world being united under his leadership.

To achieve his goal he traveled again, this time making sure to make a name for himself. He started by saving a village from two rampaging Dragons, then the elimination of a pack of werewolf in Europe. The death of an entire clan of roman vampires that was planning to attack Rome. The difference between Roman vampires and regular ones are the fact that they are stronger, faster, didn't need to feed as much as the regular ones and as such had much better control over themselves and are not harmed by the sun. The biggest difference between them is the fact that unlike regular vampires, the roman ones do not lose their magic after they are turned. Their magic sort of mutates and is more geared towards Shadows and Blood Magic but they are still able to cast magic. They were created in an experiment where a Roman emperor attempted to become immortal. However, the victim that he experimented on turned on him and killed him. No one was able to recreate the ritual but the first Roman Vampire, Dracula, became the progenitor of his race.

The name Myrddin Emrys started spreading all over the world, magicals and muggles alike knew of his name and he started being called Merlin, the most power wizard to ever walk the earth. He rather liked the name to be honest, and after decades of work he created the wizard's council. It was essentially an assembly where every magical independent magical community was to send one representative to the council to represent their interest. Each community would have to follow the law decided by the council but would be protected by the council in case of conflict and had access to the public magical repository which is a library he created, with a lot of spells he crafted himself or were taught to him.

Already, many communities in Asia, Europe and Africa have joined the council and he was finally making headway towards his destiny. Unfortunately, not a single community in Britania has joined the council and so he made his way there. The land was divided into multiple kingdoms but one kingdom was by far the strongest and thus the most likely to be able to unite the kingdom. He saw in a vision that the son of the current King would achieve his goal and thus he became an advisor to the King. However, the current king didn't have any children, and so he found the woman Uther Pendragon lusted after, Igraine, and helped him disguise himself as her Husband, Gorlois. She got pregnant from the encounter but unfortunately, she died in childbirth. Her husband had been assassinated by Uther a few months earlier, the child was born.

Barely a few days after the child's birth, the king fell in battle and Camelot was found without an heir to crown. Myrddin took the child and gave him to a loyal knight of Camelot, Ser Ector, that would raise the child as his own and successor. However, the future king was not born a boy but a girl. Her name was Artoria Pendragon. Unwilling to give up on his prophecy, Myrddin accessed his divination abilities and found the best way to solve his dilemma. The girl would be raised a boy. She would be the once and future king.

Grinning, he procured a sword he found in Kamar-Taj. He had it reforged to look like a knight's sword. He had no idea what it was made of but whatever it was, handled enchantments better than even Goblin Silver and was practically indestructible. After enchanting it, the sword would become a fine weapon in the hand of the king of Brittania.

On the day Myrddin was tasked to select the next King, knights and lords from around the country gathered to be selected as king. Each expected the selection to be through jousting to select the most superior one to become a king, but the only thing prepared at the place of selection was a naked sword stuck in a stone with a golden inscription on the hilt reading "Whoever pulls out this sword of this stone is rightwise king born of England." While many knights grabbed the sword trying to follow the command, none were able to pull it out. Camelot would not have a king for years and the sword stayed in the stone. The council of Nobles learned to govern Camelot as stewards of the thrones until years later when a young woman pulls the sword from the stone.