Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

The young man then picked up the weapon with his left hand and looked at it with a solemn expression on his face. Half a minute later, something unexpected happened.

The trident turned into particles of light and merged with Ethan\'s hand. Not long after, the symbol of the weapon glowed faintly on the back of his hand before disappearing completely.

For some reason, he understood that whenever he needed to summon the weapon, all he needed to do was to think about it and it would appear in his hand.

Testing if his theory was correct, Ethan raised his hand and summoned the trident with a thought.

Just like he expected the weapon did appear in his hand, confirming his suspicion.

\'At least I won\'t lose it in the future,\' Ethan thought before walking towards the mirror.

He looked at it for a while before sighing.

"We need to talk," Ethan said.

"And, what do you want to talk about?" his reflection in the mirror asked.

"Who are you?"

"I knew that you would ask me this question."

His reflection smiled before resting his hands on his waist.

"Are you sure you want to know?" the Reflection asked. "The truth might bring you more questions than answers."

"I want to know," Ethan insisted. "Please, answer my question."

The Reflection closed his eyes and didn\'t answer right away. After a few minutes of silence Ethan\'s other half sighed before looking at him with a solemn expression on his face.

"I am the person who you were supposed to be," the Reflection replied. "Unfortunately, something happened when you were a baby, and this prevented you from reaching your full potential."

Ethan knew that he was an adopted child because his Grandparents had been very honest with him.

They told him this information when he was twelve years old, but that didn\'t change the way he thought about his family, making his Grandparents sigh in relief.

Granted, there were times when he would think of his biological parents and ask himself why they abandoned him when he was young?

To this day, Ethan didn\'t know the answer. But, there was a possibility that his other half would know the answer he was looking for.

"What do you mean you are who I was supposed to be?" Ethan inquired. "Are you telling me that you\'re the original owner of this body?"

"I guess this is the thing that you are most worried about, right?" the Reflection smiled. "Like I said earlier. I am the person who you were supposed to be. Strong, confident, powerful, handsome, and definitely not a Dud. But, life had other plans, so you weren\'t able to fulfill your true destiny… but, perhaps there is still a chance?"

The Reflection gave Ethan a mischievous smile, which made the latter shudder.

"Relax," the Reflection smirked. "It is not as bad as you think. I have no intention of taking over your body unless it is an emergency. Also, the two of us are inseparable because I am your Legacy."

"What\'s a Legacy?" Ethan inquired.

"A Legacy is the source of knowledge and power. Usually, this power is transferred through bloodlines, and some of the oldest Wizard Families have them. It is something that they can access with just a thought. You can also call Legacies memories. This knowledge and power is given to you rightfully by birth.

"When some people are just starting to crawl, you are already flying in the sky like a mighty dragon. That\'s what Legacies are. Unfortunately, you can only use my power for a very, very, very, short period of time due to your damaged Magical Circuits. Until you find a way to fix them, the power that was rightfully yours by birth, will just be a thing of the past."

Ethan frowned because he didn\'t know if he should believe his other half or not. For the first time in his life, he was having Trust Issues with himself, which he never thought would happen to him.

"Look, you just experienced a traumatic experience, and I know that you still haven\'t fully recovered from your exhaustion," the Reflection stated. "Also, I need to hibernate for a while because you have used up most of your magic powers.

"The only reason why we are able to have this discussion is because I am burning the reserve magical power that I stored whenever you kiss someone. Take note that this will be the last time I do this because that magic is reserved for emergencies. If you want to talk to me again, make sure to absorb magic first. Till then, be safe."

A second later, the Reflection on the mirror returned to normal.

If Ethan didn\'t know better, he would definitely think that the discussion he had with his reflection was just his delusion. But, he knew that it was real, making him feel lost and confused.

"A Legacy?" Ethan muttered. "Just who am I?"

The young man sighed before sitting down on his bed. Right now, he didn\'t know what to do, and what to believe.

\'I need to talk to Emma tomorrow,\' Ethan thought. \'Perhaps she can tell me who I really am.\'

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The next day, right after classes, Ethan went to the library to look for Emma.

However, the black-haired Assistant Librarian wasn\'t there. Instead, the grumpy Librarian, Ms. Lyra, stood at the counter, and eyed Ethan with a menacing glare.

Although he was a bit intimidated with the Librarians\' glare, he steeled himself and walked towards her.

"Ms. Lyra, is Emma around?" Ethan asked.

"Emma? She called in sick today. She also said that she needed take a few days off from the Library as well," Ms. Lyra replied in an annoyed tone before glancing at the girls who were gossiping, while giving side-glances at Ethan. "You girls! This is a library and not your common room.

If you don\'t know how to behave, you should just leave!"

The girls quieted down and hurriedly left the library because the Librarian\'s glare scared them.

Ethan then thanked Ms. Lyra before exiting the library as well.

He didn\'t return to Dud Manor right away. Instead, he continued to walk behind the library until he arrived at the grove of trees where Emma had taken him.

As he stood in front of the familiar tree, Ethan took a deep breath before knocking on its bark.

"Emma, it\'s me," Ethan said. "I need to talk to you."

No answer came, so Ethan knocked on the tree once again.

After five minutes of doing the same thing, and getting no replies, he finally gave up and walked away.

Half a minute later, Emma peeked out from behind the tree to look at the young man, whom she was trying to avoid for the time being.

The young lady had her reasons for not meeting with Ethan right now. She was waiting for her mother\'s reply to her letter, which would give her an idea what to tell, and what to keep secret.

Their clan was very strict when it came to certain things, and if they deemed that Ethan didn\'t need to know his origin, Emma would keep it a secret until the right time had come.