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Roy really didn’t want to use the familiar yet strange ceiling to describe the current situation, but he had to.
Because the place Roy was in was his bedroom before he transmigrated. And Roy himself was still in his pajamas, lying in bed, his sudden open eyes resembling someone who had just woken up from a dream.
“Dream?”
Roy propped himself up from the bed and used his hand to cover his head. The more than ten years he had lived in London, England in the early 20th century, was too clear. If this was a dream, then it was too long and too real.
“No.”
Soon Roy realized something was wrong. He first looked at his hand. The skin on that hand was too white, completely different from his pre-transmigration self. The pajamas on his body were also too small. Roy hadn’t been that tall before he transmigrated.
He quickly got off the bed and followed his memory to the mirror. After seeing his reflection in the mirror, he knew that what had happened in London in the early 20th century wasn’t a dream, it was real.
The person in the mirror was Roy Crowley, not the ‘Roy’ with the Chinese name.
‘Roy’s’ parents had already passed away. They didn’t die in some kind of accident. They died of old age, which was normal. He was the product of an old couple having a child. In the year he turned 22, his parents, whose bodies were already weak due to old age, passed away one after the other. Roy was the product of an old couple having a child and was pampered since he was young. Even though he was born in Jiangsu, his parents worked in the Capital, so ‘Roy’ lived in the Capital since he was young.
After their deaths, his parents didn’t leave him much cash inheritance. Instead, they left him two apartments in the Capital, one for himself and one for rent. In this Capital with its high housing prices, he lived a fulfilling life on his own.
Because he didn’t have to worry about food or clothing, Roy’s work was completely out of his love for it. After years of effort, he became a qualified photographer. He took photos of wedding scenes. He charged money to take photos for COS girls in the two-dimensional circle, charging hundreds to thousands for a shoot. He lived a carefree life.
Apart from not being handsome and not having a rich dating history, ‘Roy’s’ conditions were already considered excellent.
“But now, based on blood and soul ties, my father should be Aleister Crowley.”
“But what’s going on? I transmigrated, then I transmigrated back?”
For a moment, Roy was really confused about the current situation.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room. His whole body tensed up as he quickly turned around. Then, he saw the ‘behind-the-scenes spirit’ behind him - the ‘Holy Guardian Angel’ Aiwass!
But Aiwass’s body looked a bit strange now. Her body was like an old black and white TV that couldn’t receive a signal. She had various mosaic-like patterns on her body, faint as if she could disappear at any moment.
“Aiwass?”
Seeing Aiwass, this ‘familiar person’, Roy relaxed a little. He had lived in London in the early 20th century for more than ten years. Returning to the world where Roy originally belonged, everything here felt strange to him, even though this was supposed to be his hometown.
“You finally noticed me, Roy… I thought you wouldn’t be able to see me anymore.”
With a hint of human curiosity, the ‘Holy Guardian Angel’s’ face with its faint glow looked around at everything.
Roy knew she wasn’t looking at the room, but the ‘world’.
“I remember I was hit by Aleister’s magic formula.”
Roy recalled the scene before he fell into darkness. He clearly remembered Aleister kneeling on the ground in despair and the pain of his soul and mind being torn apart.
“Did you save me?”
He asked thoughtfully.
“When you were hit by Aleister’s magic formula, I used possession to attach my spirit to you, helping you withstand Aleister’s attack. Even though Aleister’s magic formula is powerful, it’s not without its weaknesses. The maximum output of his formula can reach the level of a Big Bang, but he can’t control the output himself. The power varies depending on the person.”
“So, his formula is stronger when it encounters a stronger target, and weaker when it encounters a weaker target?”
“Exactly.”
Aiwass’s explanation made Roy nod. Aleister had targeted Roy with his magic formula at that time, causing damage almost equivalent to an intercontinental ballistic missile. This kind of power was enough to kill Roy, a mediocre magician, but the power of an intercontinental ballistic missile would definitely not be able to hurt Aiwass. Therefore, Aiwass used possession to help Roy block this attack.
Unless Aleister targeted Aiwass with this formula, it would be impossible to hurt her.
At this time, Roy suddenly thought of something Aiwass had said to him when they first met. He blurted out, “…You said that I am the person you’ve been looking for, who can help you find the place you’ve been desperately searching for but can’t find. Could it be that the place you’re talking about is this world?”
Aiwass laughed at Roy. Roy could even feel the joy that this angel was trying to express, “…Here is the place I’ve been looking for. It can’t be said to be the whole thing, but it’s already the important part. I’m glad that I was the first to discover you, who possesses this special trait. If the ‘Magicians’ had discovered you first, they would have imprisoned you and tried to get the key to ‘here’ by any means. Your body harbors the ‘ideal and hope’ that the Magicians are pursuing.”
“Hah, that’s not funny at all. A special trait that attracts the attention of Magicians will only bring danger.”
Roy shrugged his shoulders. He wasn’t happy about the so-called ‘special trait’ he possessed.
The full name of the Magicians that Aiwass mentioned should be ‘Magicians of Magic’.
Life will definitely die. Apples will definitely fall from top to bottom. One plus one will definitely equal two. These are the ‘laws’ that the material world can never change. And the existence that can reverse all of this, making one plus one equal three, making apples definitely fall from bottom to top, and making the dead definitely resurrected, is the so-called ‘Magician’.
They are a group of magicians with infinite power who can overturn all laws. To them, the world is fragile, and they have reached the realm of gods!
According to Aleister’s system, Magicians are beings who have achieved the ‘Secret Leader’ rank. For example, Aiwass in front of him is also a ‘Secret Leader’, but in Roy’s eyes, she is at most the same rank as the Magicians, but she doesn’t have the true expressiveness of Magicians.
Being targeted by such a group that can be called ‘true gods’, Roy didn’t think it was something fun.
Roy took out his phone and looked at the time. He tried to recall and found that the time he spent transmigrating was very short, as if he had just slept.
He opened the refrigerator and took out some food. He devoured it greedily. In London’s life for more than ten years, because he was too poor, he had suffered a lot. Now that he had the chance, he naturally wanted to make up for the loss of his taste buds and stomach.
“Aiwass, what’s going on with the world I’m in.”
“Roy, do you know the four worlds theory of Kabbalah?”
“The Kabbalah theory divides the universe into four worlds: Archetypal World, Creative World, Formative World, and Material World. Are you asking me about this?”
Roy said the four worlds theory of Kabbalah without much thought. Thanks to the various books left by Aleister in those ten years in London, Roy had a deep theoretical understanding of mysticism and magic.
Speaking of this, Roy looked at Aiwass again. In this theory, the Archetypal World corresponds to gods, the Creative World corresponds to archangels and wisdom, the Formative World corresponds to angels and the original wind behind matter, and the Material World is where humans live.
Roy knew Aiwass existed as a ‘spirit’, so what is her essence in the Archetypal World or in the Creative World?
As Roy pondered, Aiwass picked up his words, “…And this world, it’s likely to be in a world outside or above the Archetypal World. Even the Magicians can only cross countless phases, but they can never transcend the four worlds.”
“…You, who can travel between the four worlds and the world outside, are naturally an object of their covetousness.”
After a pause, Aiwass suddenly said, “…I’ve decided. In the past, I only wanted to observe you and didn’t plan to interfere. However, you have brought me so much information and wonder. Now, I’m ready to interfere in your life. Maybe this will allow me to gain more.”
“Roy, do you have any desires now?”
“Do I have any desires now?”
Roy laughed, “…Right now, I just want to do one thing, which is to ‘raise my rebellious sword against my glorious father’. If he hadn’t failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father, if he hadn’t had affairs all over the place and didn’t even know he had a child, how could these tragedies have happened? Both to me and to Laura!”
“…But before that, I need to figure out how I transmigrated. Can I go back?”