Weeks pass in the library, though time here is strange — fluid, obedient, and not entirely real. I lose track of the days, the hours, even sleep. Knowledge flows into me like a river, and I drink from it greedily.
I spend long, obsessive stretches mastering combat spells first:
Pure force blasts from the Marvel universe
Eldritch whips and shields
DC shadow constructs
Anime-style elemental magic: fire spears, ice barriers, lightning chains
Gravity manipulation techniques pulled from obscure multidimensional grimoires
Then defense:
A full-body mana barrier
A dimensional displacement charm that makes attacks pass through me
A regenerative spell adapted from Fire Emblem
Armor-boosting enchantments I can cast instantly
Then utility:
Cleaning, mending, warming, and light charms
Telekinesis
Teleportation micro-steps
An enhanced version of Accio that works on literally anything I tag magically
I even learn dangerous spells normally locked away in sealed sections:curse reversal, soul-binding, matter conversion, and even a weak form of reality editing.
Of course, I don't stop at spells.
Alchemy becomes almost meditative. I master:
Potions of strength, speed, awareness
Restoration elixirs
Transmutation circles
A portable philosopher's array
And a few explosive concoctions that would terrify even Edward Elric
And artifacts…Oh, artifacts.
With every page I turn, I learn more about constructing magical items from every universe: wands, staffs, grimoires, rings, amulets, cursed crowns, blades made from shadows, light, chaos, or soul energy. I absorb it all quickly — faster than any normal magician because I'm not normal.
My talent isn't a gift.It's a weapon.
Eventually, after what feels like a small eternity, I close my final book and breathe out, my mind glowing with newly forged power.
It's time.
I press my right hand tattoo again.Magic pulses.Reality parts.
The portal shimmers open with a soft hum.
"Back to Earth," I whisper, stepping through.
A moment later I'm standing once again on a world that has no idea what's about to hit it.Snow crunches under my feet, but this time my warming charms activate instantly, wrapping me in heat.
I inhale deeply.
I'm stronger than when I arrived.Far stronger.
And now…Now it's time to figure out which version of Earth this is —and what I'm going to do with it.