(A/N) Hey guys. It's been a while. I want you guys to know that only four weeks and it is summer vacation. That means I can write again. This is a prototype chapter I wrote a year ago. I never really wanted to upload this but due to some requests of the readers of mine for a fem-Vali and Issei, here it is. This might seem strange at first but keep reading. And consider this a way of informing the ones waiting for a new chapter of LOAS that I am still alive and I am still writing.

Again, I wrote this last year. I am writing the chapters of LOAS currently so I don't have to hustle for a new chapter once I start uploading again.

For now, please enjoy this prototype chapter of mine.

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A figure wearing a cloak ran across the forest. The figure ran wildly, staggering from time to time and was crying. Unable to see the rock, the figure was sent stumbling forward before falling to her knees and rolling.

The hood fell off and the lady with the silver hair panted, her eyes closed.

"I really am pathetic, huh?" She mocked herself before standing up. But before she can run, the glow coming from the area by the trees beside her glowed golden.

The silver haired sixteen-year-old quickly hid down the bushes and peeked.

At the center of the clearing was a golden magic circle that spun. The runes were advanced, something she would have a hard time with casting. A single rune will drain her of her energy and yet, the runes present in the magic circle were thousands and they were spinning on all directions. There was a boy around her age with medium length hair that was the color of brown and he was kneeling back, facing the sky with his eyes closed and e was panting. The girl quickly crouched down when the bright magic circle shattered like glass and the forest was once again dark. The girl breathed deeply, before coming out the bush carefully and slowly walking towards the man.

The boy, who remained unmoving, suddenly flinched, making the girl fall back and squeal in surprise.

The lady grumbled as she rubbed the back of her head but soon became silent and her eyes widened as a shadow made her sight darker. She looked up to see the man, looking exhausted, and fell over her.

"Help me." The man whispered at her ear as her eyes widened and she pushed the boy off him. He was completely passed out.

"What's happening?" She asked herself. The girl's brows scrunched. The magic of the boy was completely depleted, so it was no wonder he passed out. The magic circle a while back was after all, not an easy one with all that advanced runes and thousands of them at that.

She stroked his hair, her cheeks reddening. The air stopped blowing and a peaceful silence descended upon the clearing. But this was soon disturbed when the boy sat up straight, his eyes half closed, yawned, and looked at the frozen girl. His eyes slowly widened as he flipped back and looked at the now standing girl warily.

Before anything could happen, two mini golden magic circles appeared in front of each eyes and the girl closed her eyes and fell. Before she can fall, the boy caught her. "Sorry, I had to read your memories."

"t-That's rude, you know." She said sleepily, her eyes fluttering open.

The boy looked at her in amusement, "You didn't pass out? Normally, even devils will pass out with that spell."

The girl smiled tiredly, "I am not just a regular devil, you know."

The girl smiled at the boy who smiled back and the area once again fell silent, then the girl slapped the boy and backpedaled with a blush. "W-What are you doing? I am still y-young."

The boy blushed at this, "No, I just caught you without a fell and read your memories to gather information."

The girl calmed down and sat, "Good. If you have done anything perverted, then you would be a corpse right now."

The boy laughed nervously before he opened his eyes and walked up to the girl. "I am from the past, nice to meet you."

The girl was taken aback, "You couldn't start your introduction like that!" She complained before sighing, "I am Valia Lucifer, nice to meet you."

"That's what you meant by not being a regular devil, huh."

Valia grinned and nodded. "But you didn't tell your name."

The boy gulped. "Ah-I can't remember. Somehow, I can't remember who I am. I know what I can do, but somehow, I can't remember my name. I also can't remember why I was sent here and when I was from"

Valia narrowed her eyes as the boy chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. He sighed in relief when Valia smiled, "Then can I choose the name for you?"

The boy smiled, "Sure, you were the one that found me anyway."

"Then I'll name you…Issei! Issei Hyoudou!" Valia stood up and grinned proudly.

The boy cupped his chin and looked like he was contemplating on something. "I see. That's a strange name. I expected something normal, but I guess you are from a different time after all so…" The boy smiled and walked in front of the girl, holding out a hand. "My name is Issei Hyoudou, a pleasure to meet you, Valia." The boy laughed with a smile.

Valia blushed. Now that she knew the boy wasn't there to harm her, she calmed down enough to take in what Issei looked like. She was certain that if he was to go to the town, he would attract a lot of girls rather easily. His brown hair was messy and yet, it looked as if it was modified by professional magicians that specialize in beauty and his smile was unreserved and honest. His bright blue eyes twinkled with mirth and gentleness. And his mere presence brought her comfort, something she needed very much at the moment. Issei tilted his head and looked at Valia inn concern, "Are you okay, Valia?"

"Sorry." She stated before turning around and walking away.

"Hey, wait up." Issei called out and grabbed her arm. "I'm sorry if I'm being a bother, but I am from the past, you know. I don't know where I am, or when I am."

Valia turned around and Issei flinched. She was enchanting, like a beautiful elf in the forest of where he was from, only without the pointy ears. Elves were related to angels and devils after all. The moment he opened his eyes, he was enchanted with how her eyes that were bright blue like his sparkled n the darkness. Her hair was silver and with her pale skin, she looked like a princess of some high race, greater than a human like him. He could sense magic around her, powerful magic. It was demonic, of course, but there was also something else that he refused to accept. It was impossible after all, for a girl that looked like her to be a dragon in human form. Issei chuckled reluctantly at his thoughts.

"Right." She sniffed.

Issei frowned at this. Still beautiful but dull were her eyes. Tears were trickling down her cheeks and a sad smile adorned her face.

"A girl as pretty as you shouldn't be crying." Issei smiled gently and patted her shoulder.

Valia smiled at this. "Thanks." Her face darkened. "But I can't help you anymore, Issei. I have to run away from this place."

"Why?" Issei asked, before quickly apologizing. "I mean, I'm sorry. Forget I asked. It's rude for me to intrude in your privacy."

Valia sniffed, "Actually, if you don't mind, can you come with me?"

Issei looked surprised, "Me?"

"Yes, you. Is there anyone else here?"

"You're right. That was stupid." Issei bit his lip as Valia giggled.

"Alright, I'll come with you, Valia."

Valia blushed, "Just so you know, calling someone by the first name is only for persons with close relationships with each other."

Issei groaned, "I am so sorry. How do I call you?"

Valia smiled, "Don't worry, you can call me Valia. But you can't call others by their first name when you just met them, ok?"

"Understood."

"Good." Valia started running, continuing on the path she was supposed to go through originally. Issei smiled at the girl. He can remember everything. But it was better not to tell her who he was.

Issei ran up to the girl but before he can proceed, an explosion blasted both of them away from each other.

Valia's eyes widened. "Issei, my father may have caught up from us!" She screamed in panic. But her eyes widened when the dust dissipated and Issei was standing in front of her protectively against a man with long blonde hair and had his arms wide open with three thick books floating around him and their pages were constantly flipping. A huge red magic circle was behind his back and was spinning. "Finally, after all these years, you finally appeared, my prodigious student." He spoke in a weird way and laughed crazily. His eyes were wide, like what he was looking at were the most amusing things he ever set his eyes upon. "You have no idea how much time I have waited just to meet you again."

Issei's eyes widened, and a smile curved his lips. "You really did that for me? Thank you, master." He said. Valia felt odd as she looked at Issei's genuinely happy expression and the sadistic expression on the man's face. The man in front of them was emitting a strange power, something like hers and at the same time, the opposite. Her eyes widened and she shook in fear. It was holy magic, the magic that is very lethal to devils, and especially lethal to her as the blood of Lucifer ran through her veins. "Issei, I think we better run." She suggested. She flinched when the man in front of them howled in laughter once again.

"Look, you stupid student, look! Even the lady who has no idea what 's happening has better survival instincts than you!" The man covered his eyes and his smile was wide. "You better leave this dumb lad, devil. Normally, I would kill you right now but I have some business to attend to with your Issei." The man laughed again. Valia shivered.

"That's just cruel, Mord-"

Valia froze as Issei, who was just beside her, got blasted by a large red beam that barely missed her by an inch. Her hair tingled at how close she was with the blast and she felt like she forgot how to breathe. Slowly, Valia looked behind her and was shocked to see that a whole path was created through the forest and the mountain at the corner of the trees was completely annihilated. The path of the red beam was steaming.

Valia turned to the hysterically laughing man in anger. But before she could perform any attack, she was suddenly flying up in a very fast rate that se can't even scream. Valia turned around to see a man with twelve black wings. She knew this man. "Let me go, Azazel!"

"Now, now, Valia-chan. Stop squirming before I accidentally let go of you."

Valia growled, "What Valia-chan?"

"Oh, come on. Don't tell me they didn't rub on you…the Japanese honorifics? They sound cute, don't you think? And especially when in bed with a woman…" Azazel chuckled dreamily.

Valia slapped the fallen angel, "You pervert! Let me go! Issei needs help! A psychotic man attacked us."

"No, you should take me instead." Valia stopped squirming at the expression of the fallen angel. It was serious.

"What do you mean?"

"I just saved your life."

"That was obvious. But you didn't save Issei so I have to save him!"

"No." Azazel cut her off. "I saved you from that boy."

Valia laughed, "What?"

"That man, I doubt I could beat him. Maybe I could, but I'll eventually fall to. The boy is a different scenario all together."

Azazel looked at Valia in the eyes, "I wouldn't stand a chance."

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The man laughed. "That was amusing. I gained all this power for nothing. The idiot didn't even fight back."

He flipped his hair and turned around, placing his hands on his hips and laughing. "Useless." He said, his smile gone and a serious expression on his face. "I knew he was always useless. I don't know what the idiot king saw in him…" He started walking away, but then he stopped.

"I know a spell that could kill when I saw one. It looks like you weren't just testing me out this time, huh?" A voice spoke with a sharp and amused tone. "Mordred, how long has it been since Camelot?"

The man's figure shook. He turned around, revealing the same hysterical expression and was shaking in laughter. "That's better! Surely, the great "warlock" wouldn't fall so easily with an attack like that." The man's eyes widened. "Ooh, angry now, are we?"

Issei looked at the man with glowing blue eyes, "How long has it been since Camelot?"

"Around a thousand years or so. Maybe even three. I don't really keep track of it. Garbage should be forgotten after all."

Issei gritted his teeth, "How dare you…"

"Do you know what Camelot is now, Issei?" The man asked, adding a mocking tone as he stated his name. "Camelot now, is a mere ruin that was the remains of a great kingdom ruled by an idiot king and protected by a foolish warlock."

Issei fell to his knees, "What do you mean?"

The man smiled sinisterly.

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Valia looked around the office of the fallen angel, Azazel. It resembled the office of a CEO of a big company, with a wall that was totally of glass so she can see the whole city. She stood right in front of the glass wall. Behind her was Azazel, seating at his leather chair and was lazily stirring his coffee. Valia furiously turned around and slammed her hands at the table of Azazel who whimpered at the spilled coffee like a child. "Why did you take me here, Azazel?" She demanded. She was extremely worried of the boy who had amnesia and she met a while back. The man who appeared in font of them was no joke after all. And by the aura of the man, he was there to kill Issei.

Azazel yawned, "Do you know the story of Camelot?"

Valia looked at Azazel weirdly, "Of course, that's my favorite story."

"Well, while I was reading it just to past time, the words suddenly blurred and the black blurs that were the words were arranged in an order that was different from before. At the same time, I sensed a great disturbance at the forest and that probably was the effect brought by this Issei." Azazel looked at Valia seriously. She shifted uncomfortably. It was rare for her to see the man become serious. This meant the matter was something not to be taken lightly.

Azazel grabbed the book of his inside the drawer of his desk and dropped it on his desk before opening it. "The fall of Camelot has changed. The whole book has changed. The whole story has changed."

Valia read the book and bit her lip. It did change. But still, she looked at Azazel skeptically. She took off the bag she had and grabbed the book of hers. The story of King Arthur and Camelot. She quickly flipped through the pages and to her shock, the events had change. Azazel smirked at the girl's shocked reaction and turned around to observe the city.

"The humans believe that the story of Camelot was only fiction. But we, who are creatures of the supernatural, know better. This kingdom has existed. It was real. The holy kingdom of Camelot." Azazel spoke. Valia kept reading the pages of her book in disbelief.

"What were the changes?"

"One is that Arthur was only eighteen years old and that Merlin was like a little brother to him and was two years younger than him. The prophecy of the rising of Arthur was erased and Merlin disappeared before the betrayal."

Valia raised her brow, "What do you mean by betrayal?"

"Oh, right. Apparently, the knights of the roundtable were a bunch of eighteen years old and consisted of King Arthur, his little brother and warlock, Merlin, and Lancelot, Gwayne, Percival, and Lionel who were the four female knights of the roundtable and were also eighteen years old only. Merlin was taught by Mordred who was a lot older than Arthur, around thirty." Azazel explained.

"What?"

A smile appeared on Azazel's lips, "King Arthur, I hated him for being favored upon by the god of the Bible and even received the holy sword Excalibur from him. But now, the new timeline, the knights of the roundtable who are actually mostly female….it's like he created his harem." Azazel was bought to tears, "This is too amazing."

Valia sighed, "What betrayal?"

"Sadly, his harem-" Azazel cleared his throat at Valia who cracked her knuckles, "I mean, his knights, the four female knights and Mordred, the royal magician and teacher of Merlin, betrayed Arthur and killed him. Merlin wasn't present at that time. He just disappeared."

A knock interrupted the two. Azazel stood up and opened the door. Valia watched the perverted eyes of the man and sighed. With that, the lady who walked in huffed at Azazel and sat across Valia. She had wavy blonde hair and green eyes. A pale complexion and a beautiful face.

"What is it that you want, Amelia?" Azazel asked.

The two were surprised when a tear trickled down her cheek. Azazel quickly gabbed some tissues and gave it to Amelia who gladly accepted it. "What's wrong?" Azazel asked as he looked at his general. Along with Baraqiel and Shemhazai, Amelia was one of the strongest fallen angel and Azazel even suspected that she can defeat him in an open battle.

"Is it true? The story of Camelot has changed?" Amelia asked, her voice which was like a scared angel would have, quivering.

Azazel nodded, patting her back. "Yes."

"So he has finally returned…" She whimpered.

"Who has?" Valia asked.

Amelia looked at her and sniffed, "The little brother I loved and betrayed foolishly."

"You have a brother?" Azazel asked.

Amelia nodded, "It was something I regretted doing."

"I don't understand." Azazel walked back his desk and leaned on it.

"That's because Amelia is not my real identity."

Azazel grew curious of this.

Amelia bowed her head in apology at Azazel. "The story of Camelot you believe to be true is actually a spell casted by Mordred. Now that my little brother has returned, the spell wore off and the real story is now in front of you."

"In the fake story you believe to be real, I am Sir Lancelot, but…

-I am Lady Vivianne, an ex-knight of the roundtable and queen of the lance."

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It started raining heavily.

Issei was down the ground in despair, his tears falling along with the raindrops as his heart was being tormented of the overwhelming turn of events. He gripped the moist dirt tightly, hanging on the faint traces of sanity that he had. It can't possibly be true right. It was impossible for his beloved older siblings who taught him so much, loved him so much, and loved each other so much betray each other like that. It was impossible.

"Are you okay, my beloved little brother?" Issei closed his eyes and tried to forget the face of Arthur, his older brother, asking him and smiling kindly at him.

"Surprising, don't you think? Your teacher, your older sisters, they betray your older brother and killed him in the most painful way possible." Mordred stood above Issei, before bringing down his foot on top of his student's head and pressing him down the moist dirt. "Do you like the feeling, Merlin? Huh Where's your magic now, oh, great warlock? Where is it? Please punish this sinful knight of the roundtable. Did you know how much pain Arthur was in when I casted an implosion spell inside his vulnerable body? Imagine his eyes, full of pain at the betrayal of ours, the sisters he loved and the advisor he looked up to. Do you know whose name he screamed for? It was yours, Merlin. And you didn't save him." Mordred laughed hysterically. "Check out Clarent, the other sword Arthur used. I melted it and turned it into this halberd. Beautiful, isn't it?"

Issei muffled his cried with the dirt as he tried to keep the sound of laughter out of his mind. He closed his eyes and endured the rapid stomping of the teacher he looked up to. He tried to forget the information that was given to him. He tried to remove the image of the betrayal out of his mind. But he can't. His eyes opened, and they were glowing with power.

"Seriously, Merlin, this is disappointing. Can't you fight back a litt-" Before he can finish what he was saying, Mordred was flung towards a nearby tree. He opened his eyes and saw only two glowing eyes they too disappeared and the rain eventually. The area was clear now but he can't see Merlin or Issei anywhere. "Where are you, coward?" Mordred spun his halberd. Once Mordred turned around, Merlin was standing.

"You are an idiot, you fell for that taunt?" Mordred swung his halberd down. But he wavered when he saw the sinister smile on Merlin's face. It was like he was slow and Merlin was moving normally and smoothly. He causally grabbed the sharp of the halberd with his thumb and index finger, moving like a snake, before appearing in front of a wide-eyed Mordred.

"I'm right here." He smiled. "Boo." A magic circle the color of gold appeared in front of Mordred's face and a smaller magic circle behind it and another behind this.

The area was engulfed by a blinding light.

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"there were five kingdoms in the time of Camelot." Vivianne begun. "The kingdom of Rheged, which was the one where I was the princess. The kingdom of Elmet, which was where the one you know as Percival who is originally, Svanhild, the princess of the kingdom and the queen of the axe. The kingdom of Dyffed where the one you know as Lionel is princess and is actually Leone, the queen of the bow. The kingdom of Anglia, where the one you know as Gwayne is princess and is actually Gwayle, the queen of the sword. And of course, the kingdom of Arthur and Camelot."

"The Kingdom of Camelot eventually conquered these four, but their princesses formed an alliance to bring the kingdom to its knees. We became the wives of King Arthur and he loved us equally and truly. He was the most dashing man I met, and was as powerful as a seraph or a satan, with Clarent and Excalibur in his hands. And of course, we loved him too."

"But I don't know, we were foolish and we did it still, with the aid of Mordred. Once we betrayed him and he found out, he could have killed us but he didn't. Instead, he gave us four a kiss on the lips, a bleeding last kiss for each of us, before he was taken from us. After that, Mordred ran off with Clarent and before he can take Excalibur, we broke it too pieces. We realized our mistakes but it was too late. The love of our lives was gone, and with that, the great age of kingdoms ended." Vivianne wiped her tears away.

"But what about your little brother? Who is he?"

Vivianne chuckled sadly. "The only two men I loved in my life was the love of my life, Arthur, and the little brother of his and like a brother to us too, Merlin."

"The warlock?"

Vivianne nodded, again chuckling sadly. "Merlin was the kindest soul I met, of course because of the fine way Arthur raised his little brother after their father died. But when Merlin decides that someone is a threat to the safety of his loved ones, that someone is someone I pity truly." Vivianne stood up and walked to the glass wall, a sad smile on her lips. "He hated it very much so we used it to tease him, the very long title he had. It was…"Merlin, the greatest warlock of all time and the slayer of dragons, monsters, devils, and fallen angels. The downfall of kingdoms and the doom of armies. Merlin, the man who can use the magic of the five kingdoms. Merlin, the bane of gods and usurper of thrones. Merlin, the warlock who is thirsty for knowledge"." Vivianne smiled.

"Warlock?"

"Yes, a warlock. Unlike the stories you know where Merlin is an old wizard, he is really a warlock. A wizard is a master in magic only, while a warlock is master of all." Vivianne turned around and looked at the two who listened intently, "Like his brother, he was handsome, with his brown hair and piercing blue eyes, he can charm any woman. And he loved women." Vivianne chuckled, "But unlike Arthur who would kiss us four if he felt like it, even in a negotiation, Merlin was a gentleman. And while Arthur was the king of Camelot…

-he was the king of all weapons and all magic."

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"So you want to do it like that, huh?" Mordred laughed, blood trickling down his mouth.

Issei remained standing, his face the expression their king Arthur called the smile of the slaughterer. Mordred growled, "Stop acting like I am weak!" Mordred created a train of magic circle the size of wheels all going towards Issei. "Don't forget that without me, you wouldn't know what magic is. You wouldn't be able to cast that spells you use. I was the one who taught you how to cast fireballs, the one who taught you the magic of Camelot. I was the one who turned you into from a dumb idiot to a magician!" Mordred released his hold on the magic and a blast was created. He smiled. Surely, that blast would get even Merlin. It was a blast that could remove a single wing from winged creatures like angels.

When the dust settled, the whole area was destroyed, but Issei was still standing, not even his clothes were damaged. The unnerving smile still remained. In a blink, Issei was in front of Mordred whose legs weakened. "No, Mordred…you are not weak. Weak is a term too strong for you." Issei looked at the frozen Mordred sinisterly, "You…you are nothing." With a push, Mordred was sent skidding.

Mordred roared defiantly, "Well, then. Let's see you counter this!" A red light covered the area. Mordred smiled. This time, for sure, Merin will be no match. "Boost!"

The light dissipated and Mordred was in a red draconic armor. Mordred smiled victoriously. All the years, ever since he brought down the downfall of Camelot, he killed every single one that would become the red dragon emperor until finally, he was chosen. The sacrificed and lives taken were worth the power he got. "Boost: Boost! Boost!"

"Here, I'll destroy you with this blast!" Mordred created a small magic circle that quickly winked out of existence. "What?"

Mordred stiffened when he saw Issei no longer in front of him. Instead, he turned around and saw Issei leaning in a strange way, licking his fingertips like there was leftovers of a delicious food. Mordred couldn't help but gulp at how the bright blue eyes of Issei reflected the moonlight, it was both beautiful and terrifying. "Thank you for that meal. Being sent to a dark future really took its toll on me." Issei laughed darkly, covering his eyes. When he removed them, his eyes scared Mordred; they resembled the eyes of Arthur when he found someone guilty of a crime. "Really, I only pushed you because I don't have that much magic to blow your heart out. Oh, wait…you don't have a heart in the first place, right? So that would be useless then." Issei sadistically cupped his chin and looked at the moon in wonder, "Maybe I can crush your skull, or pull your guts out. That would be a fitting death to someone as vile as you, don't you think so?"

"At least, you gave me the quarter of my full powers. Though it is a bit disappointing that that is all the red dragon emperor managed to accumulate, and adding your natural affinity to magic…I expected more." Issei mocked. Mordred felt ager burn through his chest. The push was enough to make him feel woozy and gave him a hard time to breathe and the energy he had a while ago was enough to blow the whole archipelago of Albion. It was impossible. And yet, not a single sliver of doubt was in Mordred when Issei said that his powers were only a quarter to his. "Really, Mordred. I can't see how you managed to get the Welsh Dragon…you are too unworthy."

Mordred breathed in deeply, gathering his courage, before stomping towards Issei angrily. "I am still your teacher, boy. You will show me some respect."

"It is true that you taught me magic."

Mordred tried to move but a huge magic circle appeared above him and suddenly, the gravity above him came down upon him. A wide crater was instantly created and his arms and legs were buried to the ground the deepest. Mordred panicked. He can remember this spell. Not even a million years can remove the memory of this spell getting used in the battlefield by Merlin. The armors of the enemy army was the one that killed them. The aftermath was terrifying. The blood was squished out of the bodies and he was skeptical whether the left behinds were really the bodies of the enemy and not pancakes. Now that he has gained more power, he is not to be killed by this spell. Though escaping this spell was a different case all together.

"So let me show you magic in return." Mordred looked at Issei, struggling.

Issei raised his arms and above the large magic circle that pushed Mordred down, countless more of different sizes but same yellow color appeared before Issei bought down his arms.

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"What do you mean, king of all weapons and all magic?" Azazel asked, writing down notes at the fascinating information he was getting.

"Merlin has a special ability in him and that is to create his spells with his magic and that he can only use. At the age of fourteen, he traveled around the kingdoms with his brother and us, going to our libraries and studying our magic. At first, we doubted it as a magician can only use one type of magic but Merlin proved us wrong." Vivianne sipped her coffee.

"You see, the five kingdoms have their respective types of magic. Camelot has a setting type magic, and personally, the magic I most favor. These are spells that creates traps. There are many Camelot spells but Merlin created the ten finest and only he can use it. This he did to other kingdoms also. My kingdom, Rheged, uses summoning type magic. Merlin managed to get the legendary beasts of the ten elements to love and support him and him alone. To Elmet, the defensive type magic, he created the ten finest barriers again. To the enhancing type magic, the magic of the kingdom of Dyffed, only one spell was known and that is the strength enhancing spell. But Merlin discovered the nine others but he refused to share it not because of his greed but because it would tip the balance of power. And of course, Anglia, which was attack type magic. He crated his ten own spells that enabled him to defy the laws of magic and use a spell already being used a hundred times at the same time."

Azazel broke the tip of his pencil at this, removing his glasses and staring at Vivianne who seemed rather pleased with his reaction. "Not even Raphael could do that! That's absurd!"

"And yet, the castle of Morgana was destroyed by the continuous downfall of thunder. Normally, the weakness of thunder is earth and earth is the main composition of a castle. Yet, he destroyed it by multiplying the power of a single downfall of lightning bolts by a thousand. If only you've seen it, you would be struck," Vivianne winked at Azazel, "with awe. The whole army of Morgana and Morgana herself were turned to ashes by how much the thunderbolts were repeated and the castle of Morgana was nothing but dust and ashes." Vivianne smiled at the two.

"So that is what you meant by king of all magic."

"That's not all." Vivianne chuckled at Azazel who sighed at how powerful her little brother was. "Mastering the magic of the five kingdoms doesn't make you king of all magic. There are many more types of magic, like the magic of the eastern kingdom of Shu, or the mighty Mongolian kingdom. If Merlin sees a magic three times, all the spell that magic contains, he knows and can use perfectly. And he can even add his own version of the spells that, based by my experiences, outshines the original spells greatly."

Azazel sighed, breaking the tip of his pencil again in shock. "Let me guess, by king of all weapons, he can master a weapon by holding it?" Azazel looked at Vivianne lazily. But the laziness was soon gone when Vivianne merely smiled her enamoring sly smile. Azazel shook his head, "You have to be kidding me." He grabbed his face. "That's just unfair! He can defeat someone who spent years of learning just to get to a certain level by holding the weapon!?"

Vivianne smiled sadly, "I wished it was that simple. Merlin spent three years of his life with the gods and goddesses of the Celtics just so he could study what magic is exactly. He explained to us that he merely traced the roots of magic and created his own spell that would enable him to study that magic quickly. Once he realized he can't rely on magic altogether, he once again isolated himself on top of the Camelot watchtower for a year to study the root of fighting and created a way of some sort that would enable him to figure out how to use a weapon most efficiently by holding it, studying its weight, its length, and its special attributes." Vivianne laughed, "I really don't know, that boy was such a workaholic that Arthur had to break down the door and pull him by the ear to get him back."

"Amazing." Valia muttered.

"Amazing indeed. But there are consequences of being too powerful and being too kind at the same time." Vivianne's mood fell greatly at this. The two noticed this and so Azazel sharpened his pencil quickly, waiting for the next words. "He hated wars and battles. Hated killing and bloodshed. He hated how people suffered because of war. He shared this sentiment with his older brother. And though his older brother was also fairly powerful, Arthur can't win a battle alone. But…Merlin can." Vivianne's eyes where shining with guilt. "If only we were powerful enough, but we weren't. At least at that time. And so, because Merlin didn't want anyone in our side to die, he broke his sentiment and instead changed it to kill the ones that wanted to kill his loved ones. And that he did. He loved Camelot, Arthur, and us so much that he raised a barrier around Camelot on the great battle of taking Albion."

"Arthur was stricken to see the four armies matching for us four and his baby brother, standing in front of them. But he wasn't afraid for his brother's safety. He was afraid for his brother's sanity. And he was right to do so after I saw what the boy I treated as a younger brother can do for us. He summoned all ten great beasts around Camelot. But the armies didn't even reach the great beasts. Merlin didn't move from the spot he was standing from either. He set up spells of Camelot that covered a wide area and battalions fell like dominoes. And when the enemy were fleeing, he finished them off by gathering the spears of their fallen comrades and even when they were beyond the horizon of Issei, we can see from the castle that he aimed for their hearts. His accuracy was too inhuman." Vivianne narrated.

"Sadly, the feast held for the victory of the warlock wasn't attended by Merlin. Arthur told us that Merlin sealed the door this time, laughing sadly, and he heard his brother crying. Though he won the war, he lost a part of his sanity. The number of lives he took that day…eight hundred thousand. And the number of fleeing units he impaled himself were ten thousand. He moved like a blur, and killed like a war god." Vivianne grinned but it was forced. "At least the four kingdoms didn't dare defy Arthur ever until we foolishly betrayed our hearts, our little brother, and the love of our life."

Azazel looked at Vivianne and sensed great sorrow flowing from her. But before he can comfort her, she stood up and ran out the stairs. Azazel looked at Valia who nodded before they took after her. The three ran up the stairs of the Grigori headquarters and went to the highest floor.

Azazel dropped to his knees in disbelief at the sight of thousands of magic circles with identical runes but differentiating sizes aligned until the it reached the skies and thunder rumbled from above. Vivianne bit her lip, her eyes watery. "That is one of his spells. I can't remember what it was called but it was used to destroy the castle of Morgana like I told you before. This is meant for a single person. The magic circles he used that day were a lot more wider than those."

"You weren't exaggerating at all…" Azazel stated numbly as he watched the thunders rumble.

"Whoever the foolish person is to anger Merlin like this is…I sure hope he dies at the first strike." Vivianne croaked in pity.

The three watched us a lightning so wide and sharp descended through the alignment of the magic circles and lit the whole city skies yellow. After a a few seconds, another lightning descended, and another one. The pace got more rapid until their ears rang and the air stung. A magic circle from bottom to top disappeared at every strike of lightning.

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"Please, stop! I can tell you something that can resurrect your brother!" Mordred, whose skin was toasted and clothes burned cried.

Issei stared at the burned body, "And what's that?"

"The stone buried at the center of a place called Stonehenge."

"Thank you for the information." Issei bowed his head, but once he looked up, Mordred knew that he wasn't sane anymore. The smile, the eyes; they were murderous. "Now, please go to hell."

The rapid fall of lightning continued.

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(A/N) hope you liked all those twists. Basically, Issei is Merlin here and the Arthurian romance is rewritten in an anime like way. That is…harem. But this harem is for Arthur and Issei will be only be for Valia (Fem!Vali). As you can see, Issei is once again OP here and this time, unlike in LOAS where he will slowly be progressing to his seat of power, he already is on his seat of power on this one.

Also, the idea for Arthurian legends remake is something I got after I read the legend in the library on my spare time one time last year. Hope you like this idea of mine.

Please review and leave some suggestions.

Catch you later!