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Ayesha, once a born Mage, then a Priestess of the Goddess Ma'at, and now, Sorcerer Supreme. Amongst others, her duties as the Sorcerer Supreme included safeguarding her Reality against threats from outside it.
And Time travellers, unluckily enough (for them), came right under her purview.
Usually, the time travelling would be minor, a few years to a decade at most. But sometimes, an ambitious soul would decide to go back further, coming to her time from centuries in the future.
And Time Travelling two thousand years into the past? That just wasn't done. Usually.
Which is why, when Atharva Joshi, or as she had first known him, Athreos Aetos, came to her Time from exactly 2000 years into the future, thanks to some accident with an unknown Temporal artefact, she had her eye on him. She might not have been able to use her usual Scrying methods to do so, but the Eye of Agamotto, or even the Orb of Agamotto didn't let any Protection spell come between their purposes.
And while she didn't know what kind of life this Athreos lived before he came to this time, she knew that he was battling a Dark Lord, and that was enough for her to not immediately kick him out.
She had used the Eye of Agamotto to get a brief flash of Atharva's final moments in his time, to get a read of what had happened.
So, she just kept an eye on him, from afar, until he caught the attention of someone else, someone she didn't see coming.
Another Sorcerer Supreme, from another Time, and this one wasn't half as benevolent as her. Still, she took the time to actually peer through time, to see what she was dealing with. And what the Eye showed her wasn't good.
So, she immediately left to help the Mage deal with the Sorcerer Supreme, who was also an invader to her reality, and got a surprising help in the form of another Sorcerer Supreme from another Time. One who had followed this Sise-Neg from his own Time.
And now, after the battle was over, she stood with Atharva, as he was now known, while he created some Artefacts. The first one was a Silver Bangle, although the Silver had far too much Magic to be any normal Silver, while the other was a Ring, also Silver.
As he hands the Ring to her, he explains, "I've already offered my help to two other Mages. Master Onuris and Tatiana."
Ayesha did know that, having seen almost his entire life while in this Time period. But, she doesn't voice it out. She knew from experience that people don't like being spied on.
Unknown to these thoughts, Atharva continues, "This Ring connects to the Spell I've cast on the stones I've given them, to call for me. I hope.. that if they call for my help, and I'm still.. not me, that you go and help them."
Ayesha nods, having seen it coming already. She says, "I will help them in any way I can if they call for you, just like I will help your Elf. And what about that?"
As she points at the bangle, Atharva sighs, and says, "This Bangle will lock up my Gifts, turning me into a completely normal human. My Mental gifts, as well as my Feral gifts will be locked away for the duration of my Training, so that I don't get suspicious of my lost memories. Put this on me once I'm.. unconscious."
This did make sense to her. She had seen that he's physically stronger than normal men, and she had it attributed to a Ritual of sorts. But, it seems it was something else. And his Mind Arts, that she had attributed to the Mental Magics of Sorcery, were also similar to that.
And then, Atharva closes his eyes, and within a second, drops down on the sandy floor, unconscious.
Ayesha glances at the Green Sand first, somehow knowing that even if she can see it, thanks to the Time Stone, she has no way to actually enter the area.
A spell that somehow takes a short piece of land out of phase with the World for everyone but the Caster and those he personally allows? Ayesha was really interested in this spell.
And she hadn't disregarded the Sand either. She knew now that this Sand was the reason Atharva was actually here, in the past.
With the wave of her hand, Atharva's unconscious form floats into the air, and another wave creates a portal back to Kamar Taj. She had a new student to train, a Clean Slate, and she had a few lies to cook up, before he woke up.
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It takes him an entire hour to wake up, from his self afflicted Unconsciousness. And when he does, he looks around, confused as all hell.
"Wh-?" He begins when he sees her, but frowns, confused at what question to even ask.
Who are you? What happened? Where am I? Who am I?
Smiling gently, Ayesha hands him a glass of water, and says, "I'm afraid your memories have taken a hit, Mr Joshi. Something called a Demon attacked the village you were living in, and I found you right when it was about to claim your soul. While I did manage to save your soul, I unfortunately couldn't protect your Memories from the Demon."
It was a lie she had decided on telling, because it did happen far too many times to her liking. Demon attacks were something she faced at least once every decade, and one particular race of Demons did like to prey on the memories of people, although they focused on eating Happy Memories.
Frowning in confusion as he drinks the water, he asks, "Joshi? Is.. is that my name?"
Nodding with a smile, Ayesha says, "Yes, your name is Atharva Joshi."
"Atharva.. Joshi.." the man says, eyes squinting in thought. She leaves him to that, knowing that dealing with an Amnesiac is a delicate matter, and not something she can just rush in.
"Where am I?" He finally asks, after a minute of silence.
Smiling, Ayesha says, "You are in a place called Kamar Taj, where I teach those willing the art of Magic, Sorcery."
She then takes him on a walk through the Kamar Taj grounds, as she explains the purpose of Kamar Taj, and about Magic. There was a batch of 40 new recruits training with the Universal Magic, using them to create shields. The sight of seeing true Magic did shock the man into silence, but her next words brought him back.
"While some people learn Magic just to help defend the Realm, others do so to heal. Be it Body, Mind, or Spirit." Ayesha says, as she continues to show him around, now near a couple Master Sorcerers practicing their Martial Arts.
Snapping his head towards her, he asks, "You're saying Sorcery can help me regain my memories? To find out who I am?"
Smiling at the bait caught, Ayesha says, "Of course, one can only hope. The Magic of the Realm is a strong one, and it has even allowed multiple men with a broken back to walk once again. While the Mind is a different matter, there may be a way for you to regain the memories. One just has to be willing enough to learn, and find it."
She had seen his face change a lot of times during this short conversation, as opposed to the single annoyed look he had on when they had fought Sise-Neg. But now, the face had turned resolute.
Turning towards Ayesha, Atharva bows, his hands joined together, and says, "Please teach me, Master! I am willing to learn if it might allow me to regain my memories."
And that was exactly what she was waiting for. Pulling him up by his chin, Ayesha smiles at Atharva, and says, "Very well, I will teach you. But before we can begin with the learning process, you need to open.. your.. mind."
And then, with a single finger touching his forehead, Ayesha sends Atharva's Astral form flying into space, to once more make it familiar with the Universe.
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Atharva was a quick student, with every lesson absorbed by him almost the same day. Martial Arts came easy to him, thanks to the previous experience he had. He might not remember anything from his past, but his body definitely did.
But, she still kept him on pace with the other students of the Mystic Arts, not wanting to rush him too much. Hungry for knowledge he might be, but he needs to understand everything clearly before moving on to the next lesson.
Training his body came first, the Martial Arts of different Kingdoms allowing the body to become used to Discipline. Along with that, came the Discipline of the Mind.
Reading books, Primers, and Journals allowed a Sorcerer's mind to expand, while the limited number of books grants them some restraint.
These two steps take every student around six months, during which the Sorcerer gets used to the foreign energies now permeating their bodies. Sometimes it's just Universal Magic, but sometimes, a Sorcerer also manages to absorb some Magic from the outer Realms during their first Astral stroll. This causes them to develop connections to those realms, granting them an affinity to that Realm's Magic.
Ayesha herself had a connection to the Realm of the Vishanti, as well as the Realm of Watoomb, a Mage turned Principality, from a few thousand years ago. It wasn't enough for her to challenge him in his rule of the Windy Plane of Watoomb, but it did give her an affinity to Wind Magics.
Similarly, Atharva himself had a few connections. The Psionic Realm of the Phoenix Force, the Realm of the Vishanti, a Plane filled with Healing Magic, and another Plane filled with pure Light Magic. She hadn't seen any energy similar to it before, but she could guess that it was an Opposing force for one of the Hell Realms.
Once the Mind and Body are both Disciplined enough, comes actual Magic, the first step being learning to actually conjure said Magic from out of their Bodies.
Personal Magic allowed for short distance teleportation, Mental Arts, and moving things with the mind. Universal Magic allowed for creating Shields, conjuring weapons out of Magic, and a lot of other spells.
Dimensional Magic allows for higher levels of the same spells, and a lot of other specialised spells, depending on the Realm one is able to borrow the energy from. A Pact with the Rulers of the Realms allows for more energy to be borrowed at once, and for some other benefits.
A Pact with Dormammu, for instance, allows anyone to manipulate the real world and shift space in Reality as if it was the Mirror Realm.
Mixing Personal Magic with any one of the other two allows for actually casting those spells. Without Personal Magic, Magic isn't possible. And to cultivate Personal Magic, one needs an actual connection to the Universe. This of course is not a necessity for Mages like her or Atharva. Their Personal Magic is there from the very beginning.
And now, Atharva was taking his first steps into Sorcery, guided by Master Iyer. His feet wide, Ayesha watches Atharva go through the Martial forms under Master Iyer's watchful eyes.
"Ha!" Atharva yells along with the other students, their arms moving with their yells. Immediately, almost everyone manages to form an orange sparking line into the air, conjuring their first piece of Universal Magic into this world. With a spin of their arms, a shield forms around the line, with more shapes and symbols taking form with each motion.
She smiles, seeing the genuine enjoyment of Atharva, and realises that his idea was a good one. If he didn't lock his memories away, he wouldn't have enjoyed this so much.
Suddenly, she feels the ring on her finger warm up, letting her know that someone was calling for Atharva. Nodding at Master Iyer, she says, "I have an errand to run, Master Iyer. Please continue with the lessons."
As soon as she's in her personal room, she closes her eyes and follows the call to its point of origin. Seeing the face of the Priest of Osiris, the one called Onuris in her Mind's eye, Ayesha creates a portal to the Alexandria, right in front if Onuris's eyes.
He was outside his Library, likely waiting for Athreos to appear, but seeing her appear out of a portal instead, he points his staff at her, and asks, "Who are you?"
"Peace, Priest of Osiris." Ayesha begins, and raises her arms. She then shows him the locket of Ma'at around her neck, and says, "My name is Ayesha, a former Priestess of Ma'at, and the current teacher to the one you know as Athreos."
He squints his eyes at her, not immediately trusting, and asks, "And why are you here, Priestess?"
Smiling, she says, "Athreos is currently learning Sorcery under me, and he has decided that he needed to do it by locking his memories away, to not let them interfere in his learning. Before he did that, however, Athreos gave me a way to sense if anyone contacts him, and so.. here I am, in Athreos's stead."
Onuris nods, trusting her for now, and says, "That sounds like him. How long will he be without his memories?"
Ayesha smiles at his understanding of Atharva's character, and says, "Around a couple more years, I believe. He has asked me to unlock his memories once he's a Master Sorcerer. But I do know that even if I don't, his memories will automatically be unlocked in four years and six months."
Atharva might not have mentioned it to her, but she did know these things. She is the Sorcerer Supreme, you know.
Nodding, Onuris says, "Very well, tell him to come find me when he's.. himself again. I have some information for him regarding his Elf research."
"Oh? Did you find something more regarding the Ritual perhaps?" Ayesha asks, curious despite herself.
Onuris scowls, and says, "You definitely know him then. Yes, I found the actual Ritual. I don't know what he's planning to do, but I doubt it'll be anything nefarious."
And then, he just hands a single Papyrus scroll to her, which might contain the Alchemical Ritual that was used in the creation of House Elves. Something that she knows, Atharva is going to use to cure them of their enslavement.
"You're trusting me with this?" Ayesha asks, raising an eyebrow.
Scoffing, Onuris says, "The scroll can only be opened by Athreos and I, I ensured it. Even you won't be able to do it, Sorcerer Supreme."
Ayesha smiles, both at his precaution, and his recognition of her. Nodding, she places the scroll inside one of her robes hidden pockets, and says, "I will hand this over to him when his memories are back."
"Take care of him, alright? He's a good man. Annoying, but good." Onuris says, as he begins walking back towards the Library.
Smiling at his retreating back, Ayehsha creates another portal, and returns back home to Kamar Taj.
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The next time she feels the Ring warm up is a year and a half later, after around two years since Atharva began his Sorcery training. She glances into the Mirror Realm, and sees Atharva practicing aiming with the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak.
He had come a long way since his training began, and even with her holding his learning speed back, Atharva had proved himself to be the fastest growing student in Kamar Taj.
Already he had made connections with the Realms of Cyttorak, Ikthalon, Watoomb, Balthakk, and a lot more other non-ruled Realms. It wasn't easy, making and handling multiple Realm connections at once, and Sorcerers usually had to train their Magic and their bodies for a decade at least, before they could do it. But Atharva had done it in just two years.
Seeing him keep training despite his aim hitting true once, Ayesha smiles, and leaves for Greece, where the Call came from.
As soon as she appears out of the portal, she sees the naked form of Tatiana, resting on the side of a River. She had a deep cut on her stomach, and she was using what is no doubt her Greek robe as a bandage.
Immediately, she speeds towards the woman, and starts channeling her Magic into her arms. "Heal!" She commands, focusing on borrowing Magic from the rulerless Healing Realm, while placing her arm over the woman, Tatiana's wound.
"Who the hell are you?" Tatiana whispers out, a wand pointed at her neck, not able to speak loudly.
Ayesha keeps channeling her healing spell, and says, "I am a friend of Athreos, and hence, a friend to you currently. What say we get out of here before whoever did this to you manages to track you down?"
Tatiana relaxes hearing Athreos's name, and nods, agreeing to the transportation. With the wave of her hand, Ayesha creates a portal and moves it towards them, taking them to her room in Kamar Taj.
Tatiana loses consciousness immediately after, now safe from whatever danger that had plagued her, but Ayesha keeps working on her Healing spell, channeling the Magic more and more.
When Tatiana wakes up, now almost completely healed, she immediately asks to be taken to Athreos, otherwise she won't trust that Ayesha is actually his friend.
Sighing, Ayesha says, "I'm afraid that won't be of much use, Tatiana. Athreos has no memories of his life from beyond the last two years."
"What- why? How did this happen?" Tatiana asks, shocked at this revelation.
"He himself did it, so he can learn my brand of Magic properly without interference from his memories." Ayesha explains, and it immediately causes Tatiana to groan.
Sardonically chuckling, Tatiana says, "I didn't know him for long, but this sounds like something he would do. Fucking idiot."
Chuckling herself, Ayesha says, "I can take you to see him from afar if you like, but I'm afraid I first need to know what injured you."
This immediately causes Tatiana to scowl. She says, "Another Dark Mage with dreams of immortality. A man from Greece, named Platon, managed to find some of Herpo's old notes, and created a Horcrux. He rules a small village, currently, right outside Greece, and his Horcrux is hidden somewhere in that town. I was hired to kill him, but the bastard is stronger than I am, and you know what happened to me. I only just managed to escape with my life, he was about to unleash the Flames of Hades to kill me."
"How do you know he created a Horcrux?" Ayesha asks, as she hands Tatiana a glass of water.
Scowling some more, Tatiana says, "The bastard boasted about it, to everyone. I'd thought I would be strong enough to kill him and Destroy his Horcrux myself, but.. apparently not."
Ayesha smiles, and says, "Do not worry, Tatiana. Even if Athreos is currently unable to help you, I will do so in his stead."
Tatiana smiles, thankful, and asks, "Where is Athreos?"
Ayesha simply raises her hand, turning the wall into a Scrying pool, and shows Athreos still training with the Crimson Bands, although he does look tired now.
"That's.. not Athreos." Tatiana says, frowning.
Ayesha says, "He might not look the same, but that is the one you knew as Athreos. He goes by Atharva Joshi now, having used a talent of his to change his face and skin tone." Seeing the doubt in Tatiana's eyes, Ayesha says, "Look at his eyes, Tatiana. And feel for his Magic. And then tell me that's not your Athreos."
Tatiana immediately widens her eyes, seeing the same drive for learning that she had seen in Athreos's eyes, in this brown man's eyes. And then, her Magic senses Athreos's Magic in the man, making her realise that yes, this woman was not lying.
But, she does notice something.
"His Magic.. it feels muffled. Why is that?" She asks.
Ayesha sighs, and says, "He created a Magical artefact that blocked all his extraordinary gifts from working as long as he's.. without his memories. That also includes his Magic, which.. while not completely blocked, does have a bit of dampening effect on it."
Tatiana immediately sighs, wondering what her former lover was thinking, locking his memories, gifts, and Magic away? It was sacrilege!
Still, she was grateful for his.. Master?.. for her agreement to help her defeat Platon. Sighing once again, she wondered if she's ever going to figure out Athreos's true strength, or even his story.
Was Athreos even his true name? Was that even his true face? She couldn't tell, now that she knew he's a.. Shapeshifter.
But, at least she now has this Sorcerer to help her, but Tatiana did have to wonder what the Sorcerer gained in return.
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Atharva punches towards her, and Ayesha gently parries the fist away with her left palm, and strikes her right palm towards his chest. Atharva shifts his chest to the side, dodging the blow, and bends back, dodging another palm strike to his head.
For a while, Ayesha and Atharva spar with their hands and legs, neither of them gaining an upper hand. Suddenly, Atharva flips over one of Ayesha's kicks, and lands a spinning kick on her face, sending her flying away.
He had never done something like this, not to her, not to anyone else. When Ayesha shakes off her shock, and allows her Magic to numb the pain temporarily, she finds that even Atharva was shocked by his own movements.
'It seems his bodily memories are beginning to leak, which means the Mindly memories will soon follow. It took a long while for it to happen, which is.. impressive.' Ayesha thinks, staring at Atharva.
She then says, "That was a good move, Atharva. Not planned, I assume?"
He chuckles nervously, and says, "I have no idea why I did that, Master Ayesha. It just.. felt right, that spinning movement."
Nodding, Ayesha says, "Yes, your Physical evaluation is done, and I have to say, you passed spectacularly."
"I.. I don't know what to say." Atharva says, scratching the back of his head.
"Not even I had managed to land an actual blow on the Master, boy. So take the praise and thank her." Master Iyer says, from the side, from where he was observing the fight.
Chuckling, Atharva says, "Thank you for the praise, Masters. What's next?"
Ayesha straightens up, and brings them all into the Mirror Realm with a single twitch of her fingers. She says, "Now, we test your Mystic talents. Go all out, Apprentice Joshi."
This causes him to smirk in anticipation. Sparring with the Sorceress Supreme is not something everyone is allowed to do. Only the three Masters of the Sanctums, the Librarian, and a few other Masters were allowed the honour. None of the students, however, could claim it.
Spreading his arms to the side, Atharva calls forth the Magic inside him, and brings it to his palms. "By the Winds of Watoomb!" He calls, and slaps both palms towards Ayesha.
A large wind blast emerges out of his palms, and speeds towards the Sorceress Supreme. The only reason nothing is harmed by being in the way, is the fact that they're all in the Mirror Dimension. If not, these winds were fast and strong enough to blow down houses, and kill people by the sheer force of it.
Ayesha smiles resolutely, and conjures a Tao Mandala over her right fist. With a twist of her hand, the Tao Mandala flies away from her, and towards the incoming wind blast. As soon as the edge of the flying Tao Mandala hits the wind blast, there's a soft expulsion of wind as both the spells dissipate harmlessly.
She then conjures another pair of spinning Tao Mandalas, and throws them towards Atharva, who slams his arms to his side, conjuring orange whips made of Universal Magic, and uses them to slap the thrown disks away from himself. In the same motion, Atharva dissipates the Whips and casts the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak.
The bright red bands slam into the ground, and start flying towards Ayesha, to bind her. The Bands were strong enough to bind dragons and even Gods indefinitely, while some Demon Lords could be stopped for a few seconds.
Ayesha raises her arms, pulling one of her legs back, and conjures a Shield of the Seraphim, a large, circular orange Tao Mandala, that stops the Crimson Bands in their spots. She then kicks her leg at the ground, sending a ripple through the ground of the Mirror Realm.
Atharva jumps over the Ripple, using a Tao Mandala to stay in the air for a second, and then drops down on the ground. As soon as he slams his palms on the Mirror Dimension's ground, he yells, "Flames of the Faltine!"
A circular Sanskrit Spell lights up on the Ground, as flames exit out of it and speed towards Ayesha.
Ayesha raises her own palms, conjuring a spinning transmutation circle in the form of a Tao Mandala, and as soon as the flames slam into the Tao Mandala, the flames get transformed into rose petals. She twists her hands through complex motions, and sends the rose petals flying towards Atharva, now sharp.
Atharva focuses within himself, and summons up every bit of his dark emotions from inside. Slapping his palms together, Atharva invokes, "By the burnt Realm of Narak!" A single, thick wall of intense high flames form in front of Atharva, swallowing the petals as soon as they appear.
They get turned to ash before they even exit from the other side. As soon as the flames dissipate, however, a kick lands on his chest, throwing him down on his back. He looks up, a betrayed look on his face, as Ayesha just smiles at him.
She says, "Always expect your enemies to break the rules, young Atharva. Us Sorcerers have to deal with Demons, Extradimensional dragons, Witches, and Demon Sorcerers, none of which are exceptionally honourable."
Atharva nods, and gets up once again, now in a stance to fight hand to hand. A Tao Mandala shield forms on his left fist, while his right hand conjures an orange sword. Ayesha stays unarmed, but he knew that she could conjure weapons at a moment's notice.
And so, he jumps towards her, swinging his sword at Ayesha's neck. Ayesha spins away from the swing, and conjures a single Magic dagger in her hands. She stabs it towards Atharva's back, but he spins around, his shield blocking the dagger.
He kicks at her chest, but she spins around his kick, her elbow poised to slam into his stomach. Atharva brings his shield between his stomach and her elbow, but as soon as the attack lands, the shield breaks and he is sent skidding backwards.
"You won't always fight enemies of your own strength, Atharva. Most of the time, our enemies will be hundreds of times stronger than us, so expect your shields to break after every hit." Ayesha warns, making him realise that there are still a lot of things he has yet to learn.
Then, Ayesha runs towards him, her hands glowing white with the Magic of Ikthalon's Realm. He knew that one touch by those hands means he will at least lose a limb, and at worst, die a very slow, painful death.
Leaning just a bit back, Atharva focuses on his micro connection to the Crimson Realm, and brings all the energy towards his fist. Before Ayesha even reaches close to him, Atharva punches towards her.
BOOM!
A shockwave erupts, as Atharva's fist sends a vacuum sphere flying towards the approaching Ayesha. The Crimson Realm's Magic is particularly inclined towards violence, the more the better. And even the tiny amount of Magic that he was allowed to take from the Dimension at a time was enough to kill any normal man, or woman.
Ayesha.. is not normal, however.
Her hands immediately cross in front of her chest, still glowing white, as a thin Icy shield forms in front of her. The force of Atharva's punch breaks the shield easily, and hits Ayesha on her arms. But, instead of killing her, it just sends her flipping backwards.
Atharva had expected it, however, and he had created a portal right in her path, catching Ayesha before she could fall. But he didn't do it with his hands, no. There were now dozens of Atharva surrounding Ayesha, and each of them had a single Crimson Band of Cyttorak extending from their arms, all of them bound around Ayesha. Ayesha knew that there was no getting out of this without using the Eye of Agamotto, which was kept inside the Library.
The more you struggle, the tighter the bands get, that's how useful the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak are. Of course, it also depends on the user, but Ayesha knew that Atharva is anything but incompetent, even without his previous memories.
This just causes her to chuckle, and she says, "Very well, Atharva. You have passed the test."
With a huge smile on his face, Atharva drops the Images of Ikonn spell, and merges his duplicates back in his own body. As he does so, the Crimson Bands keeping Ayesha bound dissipate, showing just a few dark spots where the Bands had tightened with her struggle.
Soon, however, the spots disappear from her body, thanks to a single wave of her green coloured hand casting a Healing spell on herself. She then smiles at the excited Atharva, and says, "Congratulations, Atharva Joshi. You are now a Master Sorcerer of the Mystic Arts."
Atharva's eyes tear up, as his smile widens. Three years he had spent learning the Mystic Arts, learning every spell he could with the same zeal. He had even gone one step further, and learned how to borrow the energy from the Dimensions he wasn't even connected to. Or, he knew the theory of it.
Three years since he had lost his memory in the Demon attack, and he was now finally a Master of the Mystic Arts. He had found a way to unblock his memories, but Master Iyer had disbarred him from trying it until he was certified as a Master by either him, or one of the other Masters.
And now, he was finally free to do it, to learn who he is, who he was.
Before he can even do that, however, something strikes the back of his neck, and Atharva falls down, unconscious.
Ayesha chuckles, seeing Iyer's frown at her sneak attack, and says, "You disagree, Master Iyer?"
Grunting, he says, "The boy should have been informed of his deeds first, and then knocked out."
Master Iyer did know about his condition, his deeds. She hadn't told it to anyone, but Iyer, being Atharva's Master, had recognised something wrong with his student beyond the Amnesia excuse. And Ayesha had to tell him so as to not mess with Atharva's studies.
Smiling, Ayesha says, "Well, when he wakes up, he will realise anyway. Besides, we both know that his mind is more than strong enough to handle the strain of the unlocking."
Master Iyer nods, and says, "Still.. I suppose it doesn't matter now. He's already unconscious."
Nodding, Ayesha says, "Do not fret, Master Iyer. Atharva will not be a changed man once he wakes. He will be stronger, yes, but his honour and morals are still the same."
She knew that even if Atharva blocked a lot of things, his soul was still the same. A good, helpful soul that just wants Peace for himself.
With a wave of her hand, a Portal is formed leading them back to Kamar Taj. Lifting Atharva's body just like she had done around three years ago, Ayesha walks through, and drops him in his own bed.
As she gets to removing the Bangle around his hand, and the Block in his mind, she feels a surge of Magic, as his Magecraft Magic flows at full strength once again. He still sleeps, however, his memories merging once again while he does so.
When he wakes, he will be the snarky Atharva Joshi once again, the same one that helped her and Sorcerer Supreme Strange defeat Sise-Neg.
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A/N: Sorry! I just wanted to get this over with, writing without MC's perspective was boring as fuck! The next chapter will be back to Mason's POV, and no, there won't be conflicts in his memories. He has learned a lot of stuff, and this will make him realise his mistakes in his previous Sorcery training.
Platon was just a reason for Tatiana to call Mason, and for Ayesha to introduce herself to her. They took care of Platon off-screen, but don't worry, Tatiana's not dead. Mason will meet her again, although I'm still not sure I want her to be the love interest. A short fling, sure. But not a lover.
If there are mistakes, or if a part sounds too.. wrong?.. Please tell me so I can fix it!
Thank you for your support! Tata!
