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Hereditary Magic

Summary:

Based on a inspired roleplay!

Ivan is a exchange student at the Trithemius Internat in the mountains of Germany. Gilbert is given the duty to look after him. Not just because Ivan might need the help, but because he is from Lazarev Academia in Russia. One of the places associated with being directly responsible for almost succeeding in wiping out humankind.
But they are better now!

Gilbert and friends have a hard time understanding Ivan, while the latter struggles navigating the school. Francis, who has some alarming first hand info on Lazarev, makes including Ivan harder for Gilbert. As if that wasn't enough, Ivan starts doing suspicious things around the castle.
With the upcoming tournament the following year, Gilberts is in over his head!
But then something happens that forces Ivan to open up.

 

This project is a first draft to a novel I want to write. I loved this roleplay so much that I'm writing more around it. One day I wish to publish a book series about it in which I change the names and perhaps genders of some characters to make it my own. View this story as a speed run for the storyline of the novel!

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

Chapter 1: The thing

Summary:

Preface to the story.

A group three men and a pregnant woman sit around a thing on a table. They don't know what to do with it, but they do know that it will kill them.

Notes:

I added this prequel after finishing chapter 3

Chapter Text

"So, what are we going to do with it?"
The three wizards and Julia kept silent as she sat with her hands resting on top of her pregnant belly.
All of them looked tired, but no one as much as the sun struck, malnourished young man, Julius, who half leaned across the table instead of sitting at it upright.

"It's our only option.", the gruff man with the silvery hair said, "I'm going to take it."
"Papa, no.", Julia pleaded again, but the man sternly shook his head.
"I will not curse your family if I can help it Julia. Don't worry about me. I've lived a long enough life."
He tried to ignore his son- in- law's doubtful gaze, as he helplessly shared it with his wife.

With a deep sigh, Julius sat up and slouched into the backrest.
"Stop it, Armin. Let me continue on with it and spare yourself and your family this grief. Maybe you're old enough, but there's a chance I won't die for much, much longer than you."

Even from underneath dark eyebags and on his caving cheeks, his scratched up, stubbled face flickered with the warmth of a compassion that defied the depravity of their situation. Arminius answered his look stern and unmoved, but they all knew. He was scared as well.

"Arminius, let me.", Julius pressed on and reached over to hold his arm but was denied.

"No, because your life isn't worth any less! If it goes on forever you shouldn't spend it in such agony. You're already burdened by the past. I want for you to live."

Despite the wear on him, he scoffed at this statement. "But why would I want that for you in exchange? To doom my friend with this curse?", Julius argued.

The group fell silent as Arminius rubbed his temples, contemplating, with his eyes fixed on the magical object that caused them all this trouble.

"Arminius.", his son in law Friedrich interrupted him with a look straight from the mirror.
Arminius shook his head, "You? Never. I want for this family to be in peace. It can't be you. It shall be me."

Julius threw his head back as he let out one accentuated, bitter laugh.
"This is insane!", he announced to his friend, "Don't be ridiculous! It is my burden to bear and I've come this far with it! I can go on longer. I can go on forever!"

"No!"
The room shrunk as Arminius voice boomed, loud and desperate. He was trembling from an intelligible emotion and had to take a breath to settle himself.
"But you can have it back once I've died. Somebody will have to carry on."

Julius looked at him for what felt like a long time and then closed his eyes in defeat.