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"Direction revealed—Erik Magnus Lensherr!"
Following the golden guiding arrow, George quickly flew toward a certain destination.
That's right—the person he sought now was none other than this world's Magneto.
Poland, 1983. Pruszków. Inside a steel mill.
The legendary Magneto wore a worker's uniform and a hard hat, laboring just like any ordinary man.
Ever since the assassination incident of 1973, he had been branded a global fugitive.
During his years on the run, he fell in love with a simple Polish woman. They married and had a lovely daughter.
From then on, he chose the life of a common laborer, abandoning his identity as Magneto.
"Ahhhh!"
As he operated the heavy machinery, the chain carrying molten steel suddenly snapped. The massive steel cauldron plummeted toward a worker.
If it struck, death was certain.
Instinctively, he raised his hand and used his power, halting the steel cauldron mid-air—saving the man's life.
But his action did not go unnoticed. One worker above witnessed everything.
"Looks like I've arrived just in time."
Floating invisibly above the mill, George smiled faintly as he observed the scene below.
He did not interfere, instead waiting patiently until the factory closed for the day. Then, he watched Magneto rush home.
Once home, Erik told his wife what had happened and quickly began packing.
"You did nothing wrong. You saved that man's life!"
His wife praised him warmly, but Magneto shook his head.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is, if I've been exposed, then so will you. We must leave here."
"But this is our home. It's our daughter's home too."
His wife's voice carried deep reluctance. She had built ten years of life with Erik in this place—and ten years is a lifetime for many.
But Erik was clear-headed. He held her close and said,
"Wherever we are together, that is home.
When we first met, I told you my true identity because I trusted you.
Now, I need you to trust me. If we stay here, danger will come."
"I'll get Nina!"
His wife turned quickly to fetch their daughter, but found neither her room nor the backyard held her.
Alarmed, they searched the nearby forest.
Soon they found her—surrounded by a dozen local policemen armed with clubs and ropes, clearly waiting for Magneto.
After tense negotiations, Erik surrendered himself in exchange for his daughter's release.
But tragedy struck.
Seeing her father about to be taken, Nina's emotions surged, triggering her mutant power. She commanded the owls of the forest to attack the policemen.
In the chaos, one officer misfired, and a wooden arrow pierced through—killing both Magneto's wife and daughter.
"Nooo!"
Magneto roared in anguish, breaking free of his bonds to cradle their lifeless bodies.
The policemen, shocked by what had unfolded, froze in place.
"Damn you, God! Is this what you wanted?
Fine—then I will…"
In his fury, Magneto tore the necklace from his daughter's neck, preparing to unleash his powers and slaughter every policeman present.
But at that very moment, a voice echoed before him.
"Do you want to save your wife and daughter?"
"Who are you?"
Startled, Magneto looked up at the young stranger who appeared before him. Time itself seemed frozen around them. For the moment, he ceased his power.
George bent over, gazing at the two bodies in Erik's arms, and smiled.
"I am not that damned God.
You don't need to know who I am. You only need to know that I can bring your wife and daughter back—if you agree to one small condition."
"You can bring them back?"
Erik's entire body trembled, though suspicion soon clouded his expression.
He could clearly sense their breath was gone—their lives extinguished. This stranger's powers resembled Charles' telepathy… yet even Charles could not revive the dead.
"You have five seconds to decide. Once their souls are drawn into the Land of the Dead, I won't be able to help.
Five… four—"
Before George even reached "four," Magneto shouted desperately:
"Whatever the condition, I agree! As long as you save them—even if it costs me my soul!"
At that moment, even if this man were a demon from Hell, Erik would sacrifice everything to restore his wife and child.
Hearing this, George reached out and forcefully returned the souls of Erik's wife and daughter to their bodies. Then, using both his healing hands, he erased all their injuries.
"I'm no demon. Why would I want your soul? I only need you to do me a small favor."
"Erik!"
"Daddy!"
As his wife and daughter opened their eyes, life returning to their faces, Magneto embraced them tightly, sobbing with joy.
Once he had calmed, he looked at George.
"Whatever your purpose, I thank you for saving them."
"Wait just a moment."
George turned to the immobilized policemen.
"Obliviate!"
With a wave, he rewrote their memories.
"I erased the memory of the worker who saw you, and now I've erased these policemen's memories as well. You can continue living here as an ordinary man."
"Thank you… What is it you need me to do?"
Erik inhaled deeply. He knew that such favors never came without a price.
George waved his hand casually.
"Don't be so tense. It's nothing major. I simply want you, your wife, and daughter to vanish for a short while."
"What?"
Confusion filled Erik's eyes.
"You don't need to know why. Just do as I say."
With another gesture, George transported the family into his personal pocket world, where a spacious villa awaited.
"It won't be long. A week should suffice."
Seeing the well-furnished house surrounded by endless void outside the windows, Erik swallowed hard before finally nodding.
He didn't know what this man planned—but he felt no malice toward his family.
With their agreement secured, George's figure flickered away. A moment later, he invoked Transformation Magic, reshaping himself into Erik's form.
"From this moment on, I am Magneto—Erik Lensherr."
(End of Chapter)