Hetalia: The Magic Almanac- The Novelization

Origin: Part 1- Chapter 1: Birth of the Almanac

Many hundreds of years ago, in a far off land, lives a well-aged wizard and his son, Horatio. The Wizard was just like any other wizard you'd see; old, wrinkly, and had a head of grey, silky hair and a long beard that reached to his lower chest. This wizard was rather well-known throughout the land he lived in, with many wishing to be apprenticed from him. However, he never has the time to do that, since he cares for his young and undoubtedly stubborn son, Horatio. 

Many in the village they lived in would describe Horatio as a young man who is rather ungrateful for his father, while others would describe him as nothing but a troublemaker. This was rather evident, as he is failing his education to the point he almost dropped out. But why is Horatio like this?

For many generations, this family has a long lineage of wizards; their earliest known ancestor is Arne the Wise, or Arne I, with his beautiful wife, Lady Daalia. Their lineage grew with the birth of their son, Arne II and his eventual wife, Lady Concordia. This romance went on for many, many generations until the birth of Horatio. Their uncles and aunts have sprouted their new generation of wizards elsewhere, but one thing remains the same: All of the descendants of Arne the Wise are wizards. 

However, Horatio refuses to be a wizard and has dreams of being a travelling bard. This greatly disappoints the Wizard, for being a wizard in Arne's name is a great honor throughout the land. 

One day, as the Wizard sulked by the hearth while rocking upon a rocking chair, an idea has suddenly struck him, as if the gods have sent a bolt of lightning upon him. Quickly, he got up and ran out of his humble abode and ran to the only bookshop in town. 

The bookshop was a rather modest one, with many books stocked all over and some lying on tables that were provided for those to read what is to offer. He looked throughout the many shelves that stood until he noticed a couple of books lying on one of the tables. 

There were three books present. One was titled Tales of the Underground, which was a rather unique bedtime story told to children through the land. Another book was open, but the Wizard couldn't see what it was, nor did he really care about to see what it was. Then the last book was one that truly stood out: World Almanac. In truth, it would be properly called an Atlas, but it seemed this book was a guide on Planet Earth. 

Without hesitation, the wizard paid for the book and quickly ran back home before nightfall. Before he did anything, he made sure there was no sign of Horatio, as he is usually with his two friends and disobeying their parent's curfews. Horatio was nowhere to be found, but with a sigh of relief, the Wizard continued his grand scheme. 

Before doing any kind of spells, the Wizard looked through a rather gargantuan spellbook that stood on its own stand. There in the book, the spell was found. This spell was a unique life spell, depending on what object you use it on. Different results vary depending on what object you cast the spell on.

The Wizard opened the Almanac and waved his arms around, as if he were conducting the greatest piece of music the world has ever seen. The spell danced within the pages and blanketed each and every individual word. However, the spell grew rather powerful and a symbol representing Earth rose out of the book that eventually became an incredibly blinding light. 

The spell has successfully been cast upon.

As the light died down, the Wizard thought the spell has failed to work upon the Almanac. Disappointed, he rubbed his eyes, only to see another bright light emerge out of the book...with a hand sticking out of it! The light shrouded around this mystical figure as he emerged, and all the wizard can see was a silhouette of a young man. 

From what it seemed, this young man wore aristocratic clothing and had a cowlick on his head. When the second light died down, much more of this man can be seen. His hair was brown, and so was a mole that was present on his face. What these aristocratic clothing garments included was a long blue coat, a jabot that was white as snow, and even glasses! This must have been a unique pair of glasses that nobody in this land had.

The man placed his hand on his heart and nodded slowly to the Wizard as he stood back in shock. Who in the world is this man?  The Wizard thought, Why has he come out of this book? 

The truth was, this was no ordinary man.