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[foundfate]

["I want to be free of the ghosts to see. That is my wish: to not be burdened by them anymore."

"Unfortunately, I cannot grant that wish. But I can send you to someone who can grant it."

That answer gave Watanuki jack-all to go off of, though, and he was left standing in a field of pink flowers looking absolutely befuddled. How had he gotten there? Where was he in the first place? The flowers seemed to go on forever, and all that was around besides them was a floating tower in the sky.

Well, that seemed like Watanuki's best chance at getting an answer, so he tried to step in that direction, but found that his legs were tangled up in the flowers. He fount this out by tripping, somehow, and ending up face-first in the flowers with a yelp.]

What- why are they-

[Oh, to be tangled up in the Garden of Avalon. His sins weighed him down, and he didn't even know it.]

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[foundfate]

[That would be a problem for future-them. Watanuki was a disaster bisexual and would likely be flustered by any reaction, but that could be a fun discovery for later. For now, he just remembered the tour suddenly, and he straightened himself up a bit.]

Right, the tower.

[A pause.]

Why are you even here in the first place? I know I called it a 'magic jail', but that's not actually it, right?

[myrdd]

It is. There's an enchantment cast that prevents me from physically leaving. Not the tower itself, but Avalon.

[Down the line he'll get his cheat code thanks to the combination of observing a sleeping goddess and an old poem that said he was the Antichrist, but he didn't know that yet.]

Although you are the first person to call it 'magic jail.'

[foundfate]

That's basically what it is. But I'm surprised nobody has called it that before, what did your other visitors say about it?

[Here was Watanuki, presuming that Merlin got visitors on the regular. Surely other mages visited him, right? Otherwise how would Yuuko know about him?]

[myrdd]

I have more fingers on my hand than I've had visitors.

[And here, Merlin sounded more amused than anything. He's had a thousand years to think things through, and maybe a few thousand more if things go decently.]

King Arthur will end up here sooner or later once a few loose ends are tied up. [Watanuki had been listening to that part, right?] One of my other guests was on a rather arduous mission, and he only stayed for as long as he had to recuperate.

[foundfate]

[Watanuki had been listening, and he had been doing the mental math. One brief visitor in the past...one king coming at some point in the future...Watanuki himself...

No wonder Merlin had agreed to this. He must have been pretty lonely in the tower.]

Ah.

Well, that leaves us plenty of time for training, then.

[Watanuki had the feeling that Merlin would still get on his nerves. The man had a rather grating personality, after all. But Watanuki couldn't be THAT mad, not when much of the problem could have been caused by loneliness. So he would tolerate Merlin's personality quirks, and try his best to be agreeable.

'Try' being the key word there. Watanuki could do a lot when he set his mind to it, but he still had a temper.]

[myrdd]

Indeed.

[Not as plenty as 'forever' though, because of certain future disruptions.

And speaking of training - Merlin walked over to the nearest shelf to retrieve a gold ring. The band itself was thick, carved with an intricate dragon in the Anglo-Saxon style.

This, he handed to Watanuki.]

Keep this on you if you need to go around the tower without me. It will make finding the right doors easier.

[Useful because the corridors shifted. Let's just say that having a lot of ambient magic around a tower constructed from magic meant that the internal architecture was bound to get a bit wonky.]

If you'll follow me?

[They could continue talking while walking. First stop: a courtyard somewhere near the base of the tower. Full of flagstones and large windows that weren't seen from the outside, simply because Merlin liked having the tower's main structure look smooth.]

[foundfate]

[Watanuki took the ring and held onto it, but he didn't put it on any finger. Rather, it was slid into his pocket, alongside the clock. He would find an easier way to carry them later, but for now he didn't want to go about wearing someone else's jewelry. That meant things where he was from. Though maybe to Merlin, it was maybe just a sign of master and apprentice?]

Right, got it.

[He would follow after Merlin from that point onwards, looking over the tower with a bit of wonder. The magic here must have been strong, for how much everything changed. It almost felt electrically charged here, and Watanuki was going to have to get used to it.

At least there are no ghosts here, Watanuki told himself.]

Did you make this tower?

[myrdd]

[Pocket's fine. Heck, they could look for cord later, if hanging it around his neck was more comfortable for Watanuki.

Also Watanuki shouldn't overthink why that ring was important. Sure, the Welsh Dragon was the crest of Artoria Pendragon and it was one of the tokens Merlin used to go around the kingdom and bypass certain restrictions and whatnot, but up until the moment he grabbed it off the shelf it wasn't enchanted in any meaningful way. Of course, if anyone happened to sense Merlin's magic on it and think Watanuki was an apprentice, that suited Merlin just fine unless that other person happened to be Morgan le Fay or the Lady of the Lake since that might get Watanuki into a spot of trouble.

Well, whatever. He hasn't seen either of the two since he got himself stuck in Avalon, and Merlin didn't expect to see them any time soon.]

I did, yes. For a while, it was just an endless field of flowers. [And a gated wall.] However, resting on the ground loses its novelty pretty fast, and I thought to myself, 'might as well.'

[Since then, the tower had gained other uses. The twisted shapes of its base and roof above the observational deck weren't accidental.

Interestingly enough: there were actual steps this time at the end of the corridor, leading down to the courtyard.]

[foundfate]

[Time to go down to the courtyard, then!]

It does look magical. Some of the places here, they seem to defy science. But that's probably how you fit everything in such a small space, isn't it?

[Less of an accusation, and more of a statement. The tower was larger on the inside, to be sure. And Watanuki walked down the steps as he traced his fingertips over the wall, feeling them as if he were making sure they were real.]

Do you practice your magic up here? Or is that down in the garden?

[myrdd]

[He simply nodded - those observations were a good start in identifying when magic was involved.

But that last part? He glanced behind him.]

If you're asking if this is my workshop to run experiments at - no, I'm not as reliant on those like modern magi are. In fact, it's better if you steer clear of most of them.

This is the space where you'll start exercising with and without a sword.

[Once Watanuki got his footing, they'll move to the garden. Merlin suspected the youth would be able to move easier once he had a better grip of his own magic - there had to be a reason for Watanuki's clumsiness. Even Cath Palug, tiny thing, didn't have that kind of difficulty in crossing the field.]

[foundfate]

Eh?

[The sword-training he got, Merlin had already explained the importance of that. It was more the first part that confused him.]

What's wrong with the modern mages?

[myrdd]

Think of them like scientists, except they're tinkering with magic. There are entire families of them that dedicate their entire lineage to reaching the Swirl of the Root - also known as the Akashic Records.

[Here, he studied Watanuki's expression. While the Root was an obscure term, even ordinary people would've heard of the Records if they looked through the metaphysics section of any regular bookshop.]

Others, of course, are practically married to the branch of magecraft they use.

Most humans would disapprove of their methods. If certain groups of them find you as you are now, you'll find yourself in a one-way ticket to a lab and never see the light of day again.

[foundfate]

[Ah. Merlin meant experimentation.

Watanuki did not react to 'the Swirl of the Root', nor to the 'Akashic Records'. He was not one who read metaphysics normally. But human experimentation, that got his attention. And Watanuki looked a touch unnerved.]

Right, okay. No talking to other mages.

[At least it was easy to spook him into behaving? Even if he was standing a bit rigidly now.]

[myrdd]

Yes.

[There were exceptions, of course, but it was better safe than sorry until Watanuki learned how to handle himself.]

If you ever need to speak with one, find someone your age. There's a chance that the mentality of their older peers hasn't fully settled in with them.

Mind, by the time I'm done with you, you should be able to either cast something that will make them not notice you, or something that will allow you to defend yourself. Maybe even both. The only time those groups I mentioned actively get involved is if a magi goes rogue or starts practicing magecraft that cannot be covered up so easily.

Of course, it goes without saying that you shouldn't even mention who taught you how to use magic, exceptional circumstances aside.

[foundfate]

['By the time I'm done with you'. That sounded foreboding. The training montage to come was liable to be bone-breaking, and that filled him with a fear of just what physical feats he would have to do.]

I think I can avoid them for now, that won't be a problem. Especially since we're in a tower in a garden full of flowers and it looks like I won't be going anywhere anytime soon.

[That last bit, though, that made him curious.]

But won't they realize it on their own? Like, how you can tell where someone trained by their fighting style?

[myrdd]

Not in the way you're thinking.

The Mage's Association has three branches. Two of them will not be interested in you: one is involved in alchemy, and the other has made it a point to seal themselves away from the rest of the world. It's the main branch you'll want to avoid, and they're based in the Clock Tower.

[They were also the ones who dispensed orders for Seal Designation.]

The most practical way of doing so is to not go to England at all. Of course, there's always the possibility of encountering one of their overseas associates or agents, but if you take the proper precautions - which we'll go into detail at a later time - you can lessen the chances of being identified as an unknown magic user.

[Yuuko's Shop, incidentally, was a convenient hiding place for several reasons.]

The other issue you might run into [a.k.a. the one related to Watanuki's question] is if there's a magus out there researching my magic, Avalon, or some other magecraft cast by the Lady of the Lake or Morgan le Fay relating to me.

Any magic you personally cast has your own signature. If they have a tool powerful enough to detect traces of magic across continents, however, and they scry for magic connected to myself and the Reverse Side of the World, there's a chance you may show up on their reading if you don't take steps to conceal yourself.

[Sure, that hypothetical magus could think that blip on the radar was a fluke, but there was a difference between being prepared and leaving things to chance, and Merlin had a professional interest in making sure his new student was educated with how magi could be.

Tl;dr: no one alive would remember how Merlin fucked around with illusions, so Watanuki was ayt on that front unless some guy went hunting for Essence of Avalon or if Morgana left some kind of artefact as a 'fuck you and yours Merlin' postcard]

[foundfate]

I think I can avoid going to England.

[Since he's 'in another world with my asshole magic instructor'. ]

And I get a feeling that if they are using a tool powerful enough to do that, then I'm going to get found out anyway, so it's probably better to worry about being stronger to avoid getting captured in that situation. Right?

[This Watanuki had yet to learn the refinement of magic. Shopanuki was still a good 100 years off at a minimum.

Still, he walked over to the edge of the courtyard and peered down to the garden. It was a long ways down, and it was quite the sight. He did frown at all the sunlight, though. There really was no night in the garden, huh?]

Right. So when do we start?

[myrdd]

Exactly.

[He looked rather pleased that Watanuki reached that conclusion.

Though if his new student wanted to start now...

Merlin looked at him up and down. Time for a litmus test, and he pressed a finger to the center of Watanuki's chest.]

How does this feel to you?

[If Watanuki was either tired or still adjusting to having so much magic around him, the pulse of energy Merlin sent would feel like an uncomfortable zap, as if he ate something a bit off.

If Watanuki was neither, however, that pulse would feel like a pleasant tingle.]

[foundfate]

Eh?

[Watanuki pulled back instinctively from the finger, though Merlin would be able to poke his chest for a moment. That moment was long enough for Watanuki to feel the strange buzz of magic, which made him rub at that spot a moment later.]

That ticked, what was that for?

[myrdd]

Checking something.

[And if Watanuki didn't seem at all bothered by that, well.

Merlin sat on the closest window ledge, knees spread and staff propped up for balance, and made a mental note to consider if Watanuki needed some sort of foci to better concentrate his magic. Teaching him was different from the other time he tutored someone about magic: that fae already had a good grasp of her own power when she sought him out.

For now, he unwrapped one of the lengths of cloth from his staff and held it out for Watanuki.]

Wrap this around your dominant hand.

[He was, essentially, lending Watanuki his staff. Sort of. Same material, etc. And checking for compatibility at the same time. It won't be exact given how bound that staff was to Merlin, but he was more interested in finding the right material - wood? Metal? Stone?

If wood was the right one, Watanuki would intuitively know and perhaps even get energized by it. Unless he overthought it.]

How about that?

[foundfate]

[Curious, Watanuki reached out to take the cloth, and almost as soon as he had grabbed it in his right hand he could feel the magic pull at him.

Wood was...well, not completely right, but not wrong either. A staff was definitely wrong though, the shape was too large and unrefined for his purposes. What would eventually fit his magic was much smaller, and would probably be a mixture of materials. Wood and metal was a likely combination, balancing the strengths and weaknesses of each material off of each other.

Interestingly, the woman who had sent Watanuki to Merlin also used a magic focus made out of both wood and metal. Perhaps they would end up with similar objects?

But Watanuki let out a surprised noise as he felt the magic flow through the cloth. It was like suddenly being aware of something that had always been there, but that he hadn't really noticed yet. And after that initial shock, his face scrunched up in concentration as he tried to figure out just what it was he felt.]

It's...it's weird. Bulky. It's like I'm carrying a too-big suitcase for no reason.

[myrdd]

I see.

[Not a sign of rejection, but the sensation of density.

Now, he materialized the sword he usually used and held it out horizontally, so the flat of the blade would meet Watanuki's palms. This steel, too, would have some magic in it thanks to Merlin's shenanigans, although he personally wasn't as attuned to it compared to his staff.]

Use two hands to hold this.

[He hadn't thought to ask for the cloth back yet, figuring that it'd protect one of Watanuki's palms from getting cut.]

[foundfate]

[Interestingly, holding both the cloth and the sword at the same time got a reaction. The shape wasn't right, but the material composition was, and it resonated with him in a way just the cloth alone hadn't. It made Watanuki gasp in surprise when he felt it, and he had to fight to keep his hands still so he didn't drop the sword.]

It's-

[His eyes were wide as he stared down at the sword, not yet realizing it was both wood and metal that mattered. Was he meant to be a swordsman?]

But I've never used a sword before!

[myrdd]

[Merlin snorted. That much, they've established.]

And this isn't drawing Caliburn from the Stone. [No prophecy to back this one up, luckily for Watanuki.] Even if it were, it wasn't as if King Arthur was restricted to using a sword.

Now. [He held out his hand. Watanuki's expression already pointed to a favorable result, but it was better to be sure.] Hold on to the sword, but hand me the cloth.

[foundfate]

Ah- yes.

[Right, the cloth. He shifted his hands, moving the sword to one so he could hand Merlin the cloth with the other. But as soon as the cloth was out of his hands, it felt weird again. It was 'close, but not quite right'.

Watanuki, befuddled by the sudden change, just stared down at the sword. What even was going on there? Why did it change all of a sudden? Magic was confusing!]

What did you do? It changed again.