BAAM Chapter 2: The Sun (Patreon)

                   ~The Sun~

{Joy, success, celebration, positivity}

Ugh.

Who the fuck threw a brick at my head?

Someone must have because it certainly feels like it. 

Wait, hold that thought. Where the fuck am I?

Blinking slowly to get adjusted to the light I felt around. I was on a bed, a rather soft and large bed, unlike mine. So I wasn't in my apartment. But why aren't I? And why does my head hurt so much?

Also, my body feels... younger. Yes, younger. I felt slightly shorter and smaller but healthier, probably due to having a set of working lungs. 

How?

As if that thought was the pin on the metaphorical grenade my thoughts caught up to my murky mind. And along those thoughts was a set of new information.

Space ocean, death, door, new world, younger body.

Once I had digested all that information the corner of my mouth quirked up without my control. And soon enough I couldn't control it.

"Haha!" It was real. I could feel my new. I knew what was happening.

"Hahahaha!" A laughter of pure joy bubbled inside me and burst. It really happened. I could even feel tears in the corner of my eyes. 

"Hahaha..." I somehow calmed myself down and wiped the corner of my eyes. 

Yes, I was transmigrated. I was given a second chance at life. Or at least I assume transmigration is the word to use here.

I was in the body of a younger me in another world. So I don't really know if that is reincarnation or transmigration. Anyway, from the information I gathered from this body, I had a pretty good guess as to what world I was in.

Let's see, Magus, Clocktower, Moonlit World, War Crimes, Magic Circuits, Prana, Mana, Od, Magecraft. 

Yes, it seems that I am in Fate. Nasuverse, well something along those lines. 

God, I really did get transmigrated, didn't I? This really is insane.

Anyway, Nasuverse. 

Honestly, not what I would have picked if I had been given the choice. But it isn't bad either. As long as I kept my head down it wouldn't be a death world at least. I know the bringer of end times was taking a nap somewhere around America but that things wouldn't be anyone's problem as long as they did not make it their problem.

In this world I am Dio Brando(the irony isn't lost on me) the former heir to the Brando family, a wealthy but not very influential Magus family of the clocktower that specialized in Imaginary Numbers.

I say former because my entire family died under mysterious circumstances. Even if they were my family I could not bring myself to care however. They were Magi, less than exemplary parents and even worse human beings. I wouldn't weep over trash in human skin I barely knew.

So right now I was Lord Brando. Head of the Brando family, somewhat of a recluse who had barely gotten out of his mansion the past year. And for that I was grateful, this was basically a blank cheque as far as I know. Nobody should come looking for me, and I had resources as well enough connections to procure more resources.

The mansion itself was rather large as well. I was manned by several homunculi workers, of course, they weren't Einzbern class Homunculi, just ones that were advanced enough to complete semi-complex tasks such as clean mansion, repair mansion, cook food etc.

My talent? Not bad, 26 Magic Circuits with decent quality, above average. My elemental affinity(which meant my talent) was... not something I knew about. Nor my origin actually. My "parents" had tried to figure it out using divination and other means often used but they didn't really give concrete enough results.

Eventually, they agreed on Imaginary Numbers as my affinity. What is Imaginary Numbers?

Fuck if I know.

I am already having difficulty trying to understand these summarized memories trying to understand Imaginary Numbers among them is like trying to remember that one time you saw advanced physics on a book you read once and trying to understand it.

But, with what I gathered from my memories, my average knowledge of Fate and the time I spent on the wiki that one time I think I have an idea.

Imaginary Numbers, it's like having the ability to manipulate the not-real. Or I guess non-physical things is a more apt description. Like for example, the man in front of you, Joe, he is a real physical existing person in front of you, he is on the physical real plane. 

Joe's soul, on the other hand, that isn't on the physical plane, you can't interact with that either. So his soul is on the imaginary plane, imaginary plane is where the things you don't understand are. Just like real imaginary numbers.

Man, I hate math.

 So yeah to summarize IN(Imaginary Numbers) specializes on that stuff. Souls, space, and whatever, those things you can't really interact with normally. Do you understand? 

Because I sure as hell don't. This shit hurts my head.

Brain-hurting juice aside, let's think about the more important matters here.

What can I do in this world? Because I sure as hell am not content with mediocrity. I want power, I have a chance to shoot for the stars and I am taking it.

For opportunities, Fate isn't great. If I had the option to I would have chosen something like DxD or Tensura, maybe even Konosuba. Plenty of opportunities to get stronger there, at least they did not have a secret society that would come for your head the moment you showed something unique enough and preserve you as basically a vegetable to study for later.

But it isn't like I am out of luck. From my knowledge, the 5th Fuyuki Grail War should be in... a few months if I am right. A timeframe I could begrudgingly work with. 

I could potentially use my connections and wealth to procure a good servant catalyst before heading there. In fact with my knowledge, maybe I could grab Medea when she is weakened and masterless and become her master instead and summon the servant I have the catalyst of with her help.

Then pray for a miracle to happen and somehow winning the war against fucking Berserker Heracles, Human Gilgamesh, Rider Medusa, Assasin Hassan, Fucking Chu Chulainn. Or crawl into a fetal position and start crying if it turns into the shitshow that is Heaven's Feel.

Oh right, I have like a one in five chance of this being a Grail War that I have a chance of winning. If it turns out to be Heaven's Feel I throw in the towel and maybe run away with Caster. 

Oh god, this could be the Prisma Illya timeline. In which case there is no Grail War, I am fucked, and instead, there are magical girls.

I think it is rather easy to see the GLARING HOLES in this plan. 

So, so many variables and chances. If I miss Caster, I am boned. If Caster doesn't want to join me, I am done. If I bump into Gilgamesh, I am cooked. If Lancer slaps me with his Gay Bulge I am, screwed. I may have the rather powerful weapon of information against them but it all depends on my ability to use such information.

Not to mention I only have months to learn Magecraft, not from scratch but I remember jackshit from my previous memories, while those may return to me I am not optimistic. Do I have other options for getting power other than shooting for the 3rd Magic?

...Not ones that are easily available to me. The ceiling for the average modern magi is quite low all things considered. Now if I was in the Age of Gods it's a whole nother story but if I do not get that grail things look bleak.

Sigh, how frustrating. I got reincarnated and already my options have narrowed down to a single file. But I can deal with it, I have been dealt a worse hand and still came out on top. I will manage somehow.

Now though, do I have any... special powers?

I know, thinking you have some edgy cheat powers like an 8th grader might seem stupid and rather optimistic but this was Fate. If there were any worlds that would give me special powers just because I come from another world/universe/reality it would be Fate.

After all, you can get a broken ability from experiencing death or as close as you can get. I died right? Do I have the Mystical Eyes of Death Perception? If so I would be set.

...

No dice.

Still, I should have something. And I am not just saying this because I am desperate(I am, I really am) but something so big as experiencing death and having been to wherever I was should have had a large impact on my soul and origin. But I just don't know what!

All I have is this weird itch inside of me. I don't what it is. And that could very well be because I am sweaty. So, I got up from my sweaty bed to go and take a cold shower to fully wake my mind up. Thankfully the information came with some muscle memory that allowed me to find my way around the manor.

After my shower was done and I felt marginally better I went to my study(something every magi has) which was a medium-sized library-like room decorated with dark oak that had a nice and cosy vintage feel to it. Sitting behind the large desk with books and papers cluttered around it I thought about that itch. It was still there.

The itch felt like the feeling you get after sitting down for a long time and your body wanting you to move around. But I just didn't know what it wanted to how to get rid of such an annoying feeling. So instead I sat behind the desk and concentrated on that feeling.

And then, I focused all of my willpower on bringing that feeling out. And suddenly it worked, the feeling was gone. Instead of the itch, there was something new, that something made the corners of my lips curl up into a smile.

'I can definitely work with this.'

A/N: Nasuverse it is, a very balanced starting world with a lot of possibilities. It also serves as a very good hub world too.

Question: Can you guess Dio's first stand?

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