Author's Note

This first chapter will work as a preview to the story if you want more information regarding changes and setting go to s/13368201/1/Queen-s-Regnant-Idea for the main idea and changes to the canon story. Updates on the story will be posted there as well.

Special thanks to OneHighZergling for coming up with the initial idea, Raolin1994/Raef_Darksbane for his support in editing, and Jdhodson for working as this story's framework writer

Please check out their individual stories.

Thank you all for your help.

Final note, I own nothing. Credit goes to Black Clover creator Yūki Tabatathis. This story is not for profit just fun.

Glossary

Abc: amagic spell

In this world of four kingdoms, magic is the pinnacle of civilization, but there's a catch; only women are able to harness mana from this land. In order to use their mana, they created books known as Grimoires. These books allow women to harness the power of the mana stored within themselves to perform the phenomena known as magic spells. However, due to women having mana limits too large for most single individuals to handle, a majority are unable to properly control their magic on their own.

Through 'contracts' with men, women are able to acquire a controllable amount of mana, while the excess is supplied to the men, enabling some of them to use the woman's magic as third own.

Here is the story of one such man, a man who cannot form contracts and dreams of being the first male Magic Emperor.

Chapter One: Queen's Legacy

Long ago, humanity came close to being decimated by demons, but a single Witch rose above the rest to save humankind. This witch was thereafter known as the Magic Empress and rose to the likes of legends. As the decades passed, the title of Magic Empress was passed down from generation to generation. Thanks to the brave actions of that witch, the Clover Kingdom continues to stand strong to this day

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YEARS LATER:
Hage Village, a small town in the boonies

As the last rays of daylight shone past the giant demon's skull near the outskirts of Hage Village, two infants were laid in baskets in front of the village church, where their crying could be heard echoing throughout the valley. As night began to cover the land, the priest of the church opened his door to find the two baskets.

"Here we go again," the priest said, picking up the two baskets and bringing them inside. After starting a fire in the fireplace using magic, he took a look at the two newest members of his church. "Let's take a look, shall we? To begin with, are you two brothers?" He asked himself, looking at the two children in the baskets before him. A quick glance determined that they looked nothing alike.

The baby on the left had black hair and was holding a necklace with a light blue, oval-shaped jewel, etched with a cross surrounded by four stars onto the jewel. The baby was nice and calm, as she had already settled in. The baby on the right, however, was more energetic.

"Let's look at your names, shall we? Now, you are Yuna. My, what a beautiful name. Wait, you're a girl!" The priest exclaimed as he brushed a finger on the child's cheek, causing her to stir. The priest smiled cheerily. "Well, that's rare,"he muttered, turning his attention to the other child and kneeling down. "Now, how about—" The priest never got to finish that sentence as he felt the tiny feet of the small infant make contact with his face.

"Oof! A little too energetic, aren't we," he chuckled, holding his nose as it dribbled a little blood from the kicks. He looked back at the basket, trying to read the second child's name. "'Asta,'" he read aloud before looking back to the two children. "Well Asta, Yuna, your troubles are over. Starting today, this will be your new home." The priest happily welcomed the two new members of his family.

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15 years later

Two farmers preparing the field with magic for the upcoming harvest stopped their work as they suddenly heard a giant commotion coming from the old orphanage from across the plain. "He's at it again, isn't he?" One of the farmers sighed before wiping sweat from his forehead.

The sound was coming from a small, short dirty boy whose messy silver hair was held back by a black headband. He wore a white shirt and black jacket with matching black pants as he talked loudly with a girl that was dressed in a nun's outfit. "I'm going to be the Magic Emperor, and I promise to help fix the orphanage and make you happy, so Sister Lily, will you please be mine and marry me?" He yelled as he bowed to her.

Sister Lily smiled sweetly. "I'm sorry Asta, but I can't; I'm everybody's sister, not just yours." She answered in an apologetic tone. No matter how many times she had rejected him, he'd always ask again, though he would usually leave her alone for a few weeks before asking again..

Asta began falling back before springing back up. Shouting "I'm not done yet, won't you please reconsider?".

"I'm sorry Asta, but my answer is still no." She replied as she sweatdropped at the boy's antics.

"I can't accept that. I'm not giving up, please reconsider!" He yelled again, this time moving closer to her.

Grabbing her grimoire and opening it by instinct, Sister Lily responded. "I'm sorry, but can't you just leave me alone!"She screamed as a large mass of water appeared above Asta's head in the form of a fist with a cross mark on the back of the hand. "Water Creation Magic: Holy Fist of Love!" She yelled as the giant fist of water came down on Asta, pummeling him into the ground. "Sorry Asta, I didn't mean to use my grimoire on you." She quickly apologized as she knelt down in front of the silver-haired boy.

Asta rose up off the ground, almost like he simply shrugged off the magical attack before yelling again. "I'm not done yet—yahhh!?" He screamed in confusion as he was knocked away by a strong gust of wind. He sat up quickly, looking behind him to find a group of five consisting of two male toddlers, a boy named Nash, a girl named Recca, and a fairly tall long black-haired girl that held an expressionless face as she held out an extended arm before lowering it.

"Asta, are you causing trouble for the Sister again?" Recca questioned as she placed her hands on her hips.

"How many more rejections will it take before you get the hint? Nash added with one hand in his pocket and the other scratching the back of his head, a bored expression on his face.

"Shut up, brats! And you, Yuna! Why are you getting in my way, too?" Asta exclaimed as he pointed towards the black-haired girl in front of him.

Yuna's response was quick and swift. "Why? Because you're short, annoying, immature, narrow-minded, and on top of that, have no need to look for a relationship with such a woman." She spoke as she scratched her chin.

"Is that any way to talk to somebody that was raised alongside you for the last fifteen years?" He yelled with a shocked expression on his face. Yuna simply ignored him as she approached Sister Lily.

"Sister Lily, let me help you with the washing," Yuna offered as she held out her hands.

"Thank you, Yuna," Sister Lily replied sweetly as she handed the girl a pile of wet washing that was ready to be hung out to dry.

"Stop ignoring me!" Asta exclaimed turning to the two women that were having their own conversation.

"First off, Asta," Yuna began stopping Asta in his tracks. "Sister Lily is a woman of the cloth; she cannot be married. You're also too young to be getting married at the age of fifteen anyway." She finished, rolling her eyes at the shorter boy.

"Shut up, Yuna! I didn't ask for your opinion!" He roared as he crouched lower to the ground and raised his clenched fists."I challenge you to a fight!" He exclaimed, pointing at Yuna, who simply stared at the boys finger before rolling her eyes again.

"No," was all Yuna responded with as she turned away from him.

"Why not?" He whined loudly as he shook his arms up and down.

"Because it would be a waste of time," Yuna responded with a saddened expression that Asta couldn't see.

"I'm not giving up!" He exclaimed as he got into position to cast a spell, cocking his arm back with the palm open. "Eat this! My special attack!" He yelled out as he thrust his arm forward in an attempt to shoot magic from his hand, but nothing came out..

He simply gaped at his arm before kneeling down on the ground and turning his head to the sky. "NOTHING CAME OUT!" He screamed. Off to the side, one of the toddlers was giggling. "Hehe, Brother Asta is funny."

"What did you expect? You don't have any contracts," Nash reminded Asta. Asta turned to the younger boy before speaking to him. "What's your deal kid? I'm older than you, have some respect," Asta reprimanded Nash. Nash simply responded by lighting a small flame on the tip of his finger.

"No. In this world, magic is everything. For us boys, our value is determined by how strong the contract we form with a Witch is, and you're the only boy I've ever heard of that can't form any type of contract with anybody." Nash looked at the older boy. "You can't even share a temporary contract with the priest," he finished, cutting his flow of mana and letting his finger-flame die out..

"Well, nobody asked you. I'm just going to have to use my secret moves!" Asta exclaimed as he clenched his fist.

"Secret moves? You have secret movies?" Nash questioned skeptically, his arms crossed in front of him.

"Ahhhhhh, I bet you can't do sit-ups as fast as this." Asta then proceeded to lay on the ground before performing sit-ups so fast that he almost became a blur of color. Suddenly there was a quick gust of wind. Everyone looked up to see Yuna using her Wind Magic to dry the wet clothes in an instant.

"Wow, that's amazing. Thank you for your help with drying the laundry, Yuna; this must be really easy for you," Sister Lily praised the black-haired girl as she picked up the basket with the now-dry clothes in it. With Asta no longer receiving any attention, he rushed to a tree stump beside the church where a large pile of logs lay, ready to be cut. To impress them with how fast he could cut wood Asta raised the ax above his head before yelling. "Leave the chopping of wood to me!" He exclaimed, but before he got the chance to swing an ax, a gust of wind cut the log into four perfect segments. Angered by Yuna's interference, he approached to confront her but doesn't get far before getting hit in the face by the church's wooden doors as they opened.

The priest having heard the commotion burst through the door, with tears in his eyes, exclaiming. "Yuna is the hope of this church!"

"For her, getting into the magic knights isn't just a hopeless dream. She"ll make it in for sure," Nash spoke up as he looked at Yuna with starry eyes. While everybody else continued to praise Yuna, Sister Lily noticed Asta sitting off to the corner of the yard, moping.

"The awarding ceremony at Grimoire tower is coming up soon, once you get a contract that works for you, you'll be able to use magic in no time at all," she said, trying to cheer the boy up.

Asta raised his head; he had tears in his eyes. "Thank you, Sister Lily." He whispered before looking up at the statue of the first Magic Empress that stood on top of the giant demon skull.

"That's right, I'm going to make the strongest contract. I'll join up with the Magic Knights and, once I've made a name for myself, I'll follow in your footsteps and become the Magic Emperor."Asta declared as he stood on top of a fence post with a fist raised into the air.

Nash, having walked in on Asta's declaration, stood beside Sister Lily before speaking to her. "He'll never give up this nonsense, will he?" He asked, exasperated, as he looked up at the silver-haired boy.

"Then I'll come back and fix this crumbling dump of a church!" Asta added.The priest overheard this and grew angry with Asta's last comment. "Crumbling dump? Now that's taking it too far!" The priest exclaimed.

"Isn't that right, Yuna!" Asta turned to face the black-haired girl and offered her a fist bump. Yuna just turned and walked away from him, going back into the church. As she walked away, Asta stared into the dirt, saddened by the lack of a comment from his once-best friend.

"I'll show all of you," he muttered under his breath before starting to run in the opposite direction of the church while yelling. "I swear, just watch and you'll see, damn you!"He exclaimed before vanishing into the forest. Asta stopped for a second but continued running as Sister Lily called out "Asta, come back!"

Nash shook his head. "How is he supposed to be the older one?"

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As the doors closed behind her, Sister Lily saw Yuna sitting in front of the altar. She slowly walked up to the younger woman before speaking. " Hey Yuna, do you think you could maybe try to get along better with Asta? I mean, like how you used to when you two were younger. You two were always together." Lily asked as she remembered back to when Yuna was a little kid. She used to be such a crybaby. She liked to keep her hair short back then, which made many people confuse her for a boy.

Yuna used to be afraid of using her magic, having been born with a magic level closer to that of royalty. The church tried having Asta form a contract with her to help her control her mana, but as the Crest formed on the boys' left hand, it had suddenly shattered and released wind magic everywhere.

Asta sustained an injury where the Crest had been, leaving a scar on his left hand. After that, Yuna refused to form contracts with anybody else, choosing instead to not use her magic. Then, one night, she came back with Asta, who had been badly injured. After that night, Yuna never cried again and started practicing her magic in private until she got full control of it and her mana.

Yuna stood up from the altar before replying to Sister Lily. "What's the point? There's just no use in getting along with that one." She sighed. "One night, Asta asked me if he could make a temporary contract to help more around the church. With temporary contracts, simply placing the Crest on a piece of paper or item would be fine, so I thought that it would be ok and not remind him of that day." She started, looking at her hands.

"After he grabbed the piece of paper, I saw the Crest shatter again and destroyed the paper, drenching the room. I found out that, unlike other boys who have a set level of mana they can store, Asta had no room whatsoever to store mana. With the mana having nowhere to go, it destroyed itself." She added before looking up towards Sister Lily with a saddened expression stricken across her face.

"Now that I think about it, Asta changed that night, too. That was the day he started running to who-knows-where and coming back covered in dirt and scratches." She said looking back down at the ground. "I've always wondered where he goes off to and what's he's doing."

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Grunts echoed through the small hidden grove that was growing underneath the giant demon skull. "994, 995, 996, 997, 998, 999..." the shirtless Asta counted as he continued to do handstand push-ups with one hand while. His hardened muscles and abs glistening in the sunlight from sweat.

"1000! And now for some mana-storage-enhancing mulberry Juice!" Asta exclaimed as he dropped down from his handstands, pulling out a bottle of juice that smells rancid but was known for increasing one's mana storage. He quickly finished the juice before going back to his workout, which was now weightlifting boulders.

After a while, Asta finally dropped the last boulder before pumping his fists in the air. "I will be the Magic Emperor, and nothing is going to stop me! The first step is getting my body trained up."He yelled into the forest before he began doing sit-ups at a speed where his body is blurred by his movements. "Ahhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh!"He screamed as he began to feel the familiar burn of his muscles. In the distance, an ominous wind passes by as he continues his workout routine.

Endnotes

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