Waking up, Oberon looked around his room, which looked like most children's rooms with toys scattered around, maybe the only difference being the size of the room.
Still feeling a bit tired from the ordeals of yesterday. What really woke him up from the morning haze was the memories the life that was lived, about a man who lived with his parents went to uni liked to read and play games, it was weird like he lived another life before this one but what was weird was there was no emotion in those memories maybe only the information that comes from having lived a longer life.
"Morgana, why do I have these memories?"
"From when I awakened your other half, it seems like those memories come from your soul, maybe for some reason it was not sent to heaven or hell or even purgatory but sent here", she said after appearing beside his bed.
"How does that make sense?"
"It doesn't, that's why I was so interested"
"Thanks", he said, a signal for her to disappear.
'This just is weird, man, having two sets of memories'
Sitting up in his bed, Oberon walked over to his wardrobe and started to think about his Arcane aspect, more specifically, the creation of new phantasms.
'I'm in some weird fusion of Harry Potter and JJK. Harry's parents aren't dead. What is happening? Does this change the plot? Can't I be like those lazy reincarnators in webnovels? Am I even a reincarnator? There are so many questions, arrrrr' Oberon thought as he started to pull his hair out. 'I will need power to protect myself, and if I remember correctly, my family, no way will I allow Dora and dad to die, and the mutt is not touching my big sister', he declared while putting his hands on his hips, standing like Superman.
'Quite right, Oberon'
'What, who's in my head, is that you, Morgana?'
'Correct, we have a telepathic communication because of your ability'
'Wow'
'Morgana, I have some ideas from my past life for some phantasms'
'first I would be best if you explained your ability to me more specifically, the creation aspect'
'well it lets me create creatures dependent on my knowledge of the magic abilities I want them to have, if any'
'Would this mean that you could find other magical beasts and use them as the base?'
'Probably, wait Morgana is Excalibur real?'
'Why?'
'So I could use it to create a phantasma from its abilities'
'unfortunately even if you could use its abilities, Excalibur was broken in Arthur's final battle'
'What, the Excalibur is broken? How?'
'A beast that threatened the world destroyed it while fighting Arthur; luckily, the beast was killed as the sword was broken'
'okay let's skip past that. Maybe I should start small with my ability, we don't even know the limit of my creations'
'That would be wise, if you wanted to do something simple, might I suggest creating a creature from the aspect of a kneazle and some mundane animal to test it?'
'Kneazle, you mean those cat-like things, which can detect untrustworthy people, right ?'
'Yes, it would be good for you to have a creature that could make sure those that try to get close to you are trustworthy, and the creature won't look like a kneazle'
'yeah that's a great idea, Morgana, I should tell mom and dad to get back to Diagon Alley today's
'good idea, Oberon's
'Could you uh please disappear now, I want to get changed'
'Of course,' Morgana replied while giggling.
After Oberon finished his shower and put on his clothes, he looked at himself in the mirror. What stood there was a 4-year-old boy, he had long black hair, at least for a boy and light blue eyes that almost seemed to contain brilliant sapphires inside. He wore a white t-shirt, something that would make most pure-blooded wizards cough blood up.
(Image of Oberon)
Walking down the stairs to see his parents on their couch watching TV, he started to get nervous, hoping that after yesterday's debacle, they would bring him to Diagon Alley. Looking around, looking around, he did not see his sister, which probably means that she's still sleeping.
"Mother, father, could we go to Diagon Alley today?" Oberon asked in as sweet a voice as he could muster.
"Now you only call us Mother and Father when. You have done something wrong or really want something, and don't just say it's because you want to visit the alley, it's not serious," Ted said
"Well, I wanted to test my arcane aspect"
"How would the alley help?"
"Well, Morgana and I talked about the creation aspect of it and thought that it would be best to start small instead of going for a big beast"
"That's a good choice then, after lunch we can go to the alley. Do we need to buy you something there?"
"Ah, no, I think if I touch the beasts, I could understand how to replicate their abilities in my creation"
"Okay sweety, do you want some breakfast now? Maybe your sleepyhead sister will wake up from the smell," Andromeda said.
"Yeah, scrambled eggs and bacon with toast, please", Oberon shouted excitedly about having scrambled eggs for breakfast after his very hard work of thinking yes, definitely.
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After some time had passed and the scrambled eggs were almost ready, Dora walked down from the top of the stairs while rubbing her eyes, even though it was 9:30 am.
"Is the food yummy?" she said after sitting down in front of the scrambled eggs prepared for Oberon.
"Mom, Dora took my food!!!!"
"You snooze, you lose"
"You were the one snoozing, you dumb dumb", he said as he tried to push Dora out of the chair.
"Kids, stop it, Oberon, you can have what was meant for Dora", said Andromeda from the kitchen. "Nymphadora, we are going to the alley today for your brother after breakfast, have a shower, and they're ready, do you understand?"
"Yessss, Mom"