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Combining our two worlds (Closed to MzSeductress)
Maximilian (Max) Rose
Age 18
Height 5'10"
Weight 145lbs
Short, messy black hair with smooth cheeks and rounded chin with bright blue eyes with thin lips and perfect, pearl white teeth. Single and with no children.
Some say i'm a wizard or a warlock or a witch or the devil. I don't see it that way. I see it more as a way to cure my boredom and to help people in unique ways. My parents died when I was young. I was raised by my uncle who showed me books about spells and charms. People thought he was the town nut. When I came of age, I finally understood how he came to be one of the richest men in the state.
He used his powers for good, helping those in need and protecting those who couldn't defend themselves. He was like a modern day Batman as he worked in the shadows.
I began selling my little secrets in high school. Nothing serious, a little spell so a dork can gain the attention of the hottest cheerleader, or to help a struggling friend remember test answers. I didn't do spells for rape or to kill anyone, though I knew how to do it. Those were strictly against my code of ethics. Sure, an 18 year old understand ethics when he had the power to kill and maim in his hand. My uncle told me many times that this kind of power is corrupting. Even the simplest of things could gain momentum and become a boulder. Caution had to be used at all times. Don't attack people out of anger and don't use the powers to intimidate or bully the innocent.
When high school was over, it was time for me to move to my own place and go to college. Much like high school, there were people that sought me out for help. Even though I helped them, I was given my money and they would go away leaving me alone and in deep depression. They didn't understand this was magic and not some medicine they applied to themselves. Though they could eventually come back, it wasn't a friendship, it was convenience.
Seeking ways to break the sadness, I tried more spells, spells that would tear the fabric of our world. It didn't involve a cauldron or sacrificing a virgin, that's nonsense. Each spell had its purpose and had its own way of being conjured up. My uncle knew that I loved comic books so he taught me how to bring beloved characters to life to fill my loneliness. It took great deal of concentration, the right chemicals and chants, but it finally worked and I brought to life characters like Superman and Batman.
However, for every conjuring-there was a consequence. If I brought a character in my world, then they bring their thoughts and actions from their own world into mine. There had to be careful selections on who to bring in. This was a little spell for mine alone to know because of some fools that would try and bring Hitler or Stalin or Pol Pot back to our world.
There were others that were attempted. I found Scarlett from Gi-Joe, this busty and toned redhead was brought to this world and given a love potion that made her head over heels infatuated with me. That's how I lost my virginity at 18, to Scarlett in my bedroom after a weekend of romping in the bed. The woman was insatiable. When it was over, she had to go back to her own world before anyone else knew she was there. That left me alone with my thoughts. How pitiful it was to conjure up something things for no reason other than my own satisfaction. Then again, they were my potions.
Maximilian (Max) Rose
Age 18
Height 5'10"
Weight 145lbs
Short, messy black hair with smooth cheeks and rounded chin with bright blue eyes with thin lips and perfect, pearl white teeth. Single and with no children.
Some say i'm a wizard or a warlock or a witch or the devil. I don't see it that way. I see it more as a way to cure my boredom and to help people in unique ways. My parents died when I was young. I was raised by my uncle who showed me books about spells and charms. People thought he was the town nut. When I came of age, I finally understood how he came to be one of the richest men in the state.
He used his powers for good, helping those in need and protecting those who couldn't defend themselves. He was like a modern day Batman as he worked in the shadows.
I began selling my little secrets in high school. Nothing serious, a little spell so a dork can gain the attention of the hottest cheerleader, or to help a struggling friend remember test answers. I didn't do spells for rape or to kill anyone, though I knew how to do it. Those were strictly against my code of ethics. Sure, an 18 year old understand ethics when he had the power to kill and maim in his hand. My uncle told me many times that this kind of power is corrupting. Even the simplest of things could gain momentum and become a boulder. Caution had to be used at all times. Don't attack people out of anger and don't use the powers to intimidate or bully the innocent.
When high school was over, it was time for me to move to my own place and go to college. Much like high school, there were people that sought me out for help. Even though I helped them, I was given my money and they would go away leaving me alone and in deep depression. They didn't understand this was magic and not some medicine they applied to themselves. Though they could eventually come back, it wasn't a friendship, it was convenience.
Seeking ways to break the sadness, I tried more spells, spells that would tear the fabric of our world. It didn't involve a cauldron or sacrificing a virgin, that's nonsense. Each spell had its purpose and had its own way of being conjured up. My uncle knew that I loved comic books so he taught me how to bring beloved characters to life to fill my loneliness. It took great deal of concentration, the right chemicals and chants, but it finally worked and I brought to life characters like Superman and Batman.
However, for every conjuring-there was a consequence. If I brought a character in my world, then they bring their thoughts and actions from their own world into mine. There had to be careful selections on who to bring in. This was a little spell for mine alone to know because of some fools that would try and bring Hitler or Stalin or Pol Pot back to our world.
There were others that were attempted. I found Scarlett from Gi-Joe, this busty and toned redhead was brought to this world and given a love potion that made her head over heels infatuated with me. That's how I lost my virginity at 18, to Scarlett in my bedroom after a weekend of romping in the bed. The woman was insatiable. When it was over, she had to go back to her own world before anyone else knew she was there. That left me alone with my thoughts. How pitiful it was to conjure up something things for no reason other than my own satisfaction. Then again, they were my potions.
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