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Hogwarts : He Starts by Deconstructing Avada Kedavra...

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Some folks call magic a miracle. Others call it power. To Lucian Ashford, it’s just mountains of shitcode—gorgeous relics, sure, but every single one crawling with cracks, begging for a proper restoration. Last life, he was the Palace Museum’s elite restorer, coaxing centuries-old artifacts back to life. This life, he’s Ravenclaw’s “Ashen Scholar.” While everyone else is still drilling spell pronunciations like their lives depend on it, Lucian pushes his silver-rimmed glasses up his nose, flicks the invisible strings of raw magic in the air, and makes a feather spin a perfect ballet in mid-air. “Pronunciation is nothing but an emotional trigger,” he says coolly. “If you can steer the bullet yourself, why the hell are you screaming?” While Hermione Granger is busy memorizing Standard Book of Spells, Lucian is sketching clean geometries across parchment with a calligraphy brush. “Miss Granger, those books only hold dead history. I’m writing the living future.” When Voldemort hurls the Killing Curse to broadcast his terror, Lucian studies the streak of green light with the cold eye of a master craftsman. “Sloppy structure. Magic circuits drowning in noise. And the aesthetics? Pure trash.” A faint, razor-sharp smile. “Tom, your spells are exactly like your soul-slicing—nothing but ugly patches on top of ugly patches.” Dumbledore lowers his half-moon spectacles and murmurs, “I’ve never met a more dangerous student. The way he looks at Hogwarts… it’s like he’s staring at one giant, irresistible workbench.” Snape’s lip curls, but even he can’t hide the grudging respect. “As much as it pains me to admit it… his potion logic is revoltingly flawless.” Ollivander’s voice drops to a whisper as he hands over the wand: “That wand didn’t choose its master. It knelt before a tyrant.” This is the tale of an outsider repairman who dismantles the world with elegance and rewrites every rule he touches. I came. I saw. I deconstructed. Even death itself? Just a slightly more complicated equation.
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Several centuries ago, this world underwent a phenomenon that blessed humans with a supernatural power called an Aspect. As time passed, heroes began to arise as their power, achievements and courage for placing their lives on the line to save the innocent inspired many as those with an Aspect dreamed of becoming a symbol of peace for our world. I, Rai Shinsei, was one of them as I would hear many stories of heroes from the townsfolk, although, the source of my inspiration was from my two loving parents, who were idolized by the townsfolk as their strength and kindness left me captivated, but despite my dreams, fate had a different future in store for me as tragedy soon occurred, changing my life forever. On my sixth birthday, I witnessed a catastrophe. My once tranquil hometown, which housed kind hearted souls was ravaged by none other than a hero, whose destruction knew no bounds as any structure within his sight was obliterated while every being within my hometown was mercilessly slaughtered. The screams and cries of those I once knew left me in a trepidatious state, but my nightmare was far from over as the remaining survivors was none other than my parents, who were forced to say their goodbyes as the hero killed them right before my eyes, sparing only me and on that day, I was never interested in becoming a hero anymore. Selling my soul to vengeance, I made a vow. To destroy the Hero Association. Although, everything changed once I was forced to enroll into a place I would have never imagined. A Hero Academy.
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