Ugh, Luigi. "The Amazer", "Magician". This man has gone through many nicknames. For me though, I call him simply "The Bastard". He defeated me at the "Magica Maximus" competition when we first met by pre-drawing flame runes in the plains which we fought. Mind you, plains, making me walk the through a literal sea of flames. Not to mention the fact that he snuck into my room the night before to erase the runes I drew on my hands. In other words, he cheated.
Bygones be bygones. Never mind the fact my feet have scars on them.
"You know I can heard you, right?"
Godda-
"No. No more swearing in this blasted story."
No breaking the fourth wall in the story Luigi. This is suppose to be historical fiction. This is not a Deadpool comic. For the readers interested how Quntillo found out we were in a book, he read your world's mana cosmic patterns.
"So you did notice that we are in a book. It seems that you are not as dumb skulled as I thought, "Assistant"."
Never call me by the title that that Mad Man gave me Luigi.
"Why, the old man finally saw that you were a miserable no talent clown?"
Silence.
"Well, why did you use my spirit possession spell anyway."
What do you mean "your spell".
"Never mind. If possible, I would like you to get the hell out of my body before I so-"
...Godda-
"Hah, no swearing Luigi. I made tweaks to the spell. I can take over your body at will. And you cannot control the process. Anyway, old man Vinci snapped."
Snapped?
"He went mad with power and knowledge. He is going to make "that"."
None of my concern.
"Well it is when I tell you that he plans to-"
*WE INTERRUPT THIS MOMENT FOR PLOT CLIFF HANGER*
Yes, I am breaking the fourth wall.
I love Deadpool :3
"Now do you care?"
Yes, unfortunately.
"Now that you're on board, lets begin.
I know that your spell casting time is unparalleled even though you cheated at Magica Maximus so I'm asking you to keep the old man at bay with me."
Are you out of your insane ungodly mind. We cannot, I repeat, cannot, stand a blasted chance agains Vinci. Especially if he has "it" when he fights us.
"What if I told you, I have a pseudo."
?
"Look at this."
I promptly proceed to transmute a tree into a pile of gold without use of a tunic circle.
Son of a. "Assistant", how did you manage to man it.
"I said do not call me by my title. In regards to your question, I stole the designs from Da Vinci and converted it into runes. Which are on your right hand. And this time you cannot rub them off."
Tsk.
"Also, I require mutants. You have done biological genetic modification grafting before. Should be a breeze."
Breeze my preposterous foot. Do you know the amount of work that goes into a single mutant?
"I'm the "Assistant", of course I know. Shall I show you the many master abominations Da Vinci crafted painstaking with me?"
I guess I have no choice. Anyway, this will be good knowledge that I can use against you.
I smiled.

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The Assistant
Fiction HistoriqueWhat happens when the story of Leonardo Da Vinci is taken up a notch and thrown into a world of magic. This is the story of Da Vinci's assistant.