Destiny is loud.
It didn't knock gently. It slammed into my mind like a cosmic hammer — appropriate, given the family.
I was barely a few months old in Asgard when it happened.
A chime echoed through my skull — clear, mechanical, and absolutely out of place in a realm of ancient magic.
[DING!]Magical Multiverse Template System Initializing…
A glowing interface appeared before my eyes, invisible to everyone else. Words shaped themselves from silver starlight.
Welcome, SeidrunaGoddess of Magic, Destiny & KnowledgeStatus: Reincarnated Entity with Universal AuthorityInitialization Bonus: +20% First Template Unlock
Well, look at me. Not only a divine baby — I have a cheat system. Take that, lemon air freshener.
The interface spun into a giant wheel, glowing symbols flashing past:
Grimoire Hearts… Fairy Tail… The Wizarding World… The Ancient Mages of Earth…
It rotated faster — universes blurring into one cosmic blur.
Selecting Magical Template Source…The wheel slowed… pulsed… and locked into place.
Chosen Universe: Harry Potter
Huh. British magic school caused by trauma?Sure. Why not?
A second wheel appeared — faces of powerful witches and wizards from that world rotating past.
Hermione Granger.Salazar Slytherin.Albus Dumbledore.Lily Potter.Bellatrix Lestrange.
Then—
Tom Marvolo Riddle.Voldemort.
It stopped. Locked. Confirmed.
Template Acquired:Tom Marvolo Riddle 🔥(20% Integration Due to Divine Authority)
A rush of power surged into me — cold, elegant, terrifyingly brilliant magic. I felt a forked silver sensation ripple along my tongue.
Syllables of a forbidden language slithered into my thoughts.
Parseltongue Unlocked.
A tiny snake embroidered on my baby blanket blinked — blinked — and hissed a greeting.
"Mistressss…"
Oh.This was going to be fun.
Then came the rest — knowledge, pure and intoxicating:
Magical ProdigyAnything I see, I can learn.Anything I learn, I can improve.
Archmage PotentialMy magic reserves expanded like a newborn star — endless, formless, hungry.
Mind ArtsAn iron fortress formed within my consciousness.No one would ever control me.
Wandless MagicRaw power responded to every tiny thought.I lifted a rattle without touching it.Hela glared — jealous already.
Absolute Dark Magic ProdigyWhispers of the forbidden curled around me like shadowed silk.But unlike Voldemort, I felt no corruption — no madness.Darkness obeyed me.
Genius IQ — 200My infant brain became a supercomputer.Runes, languages, galactic physics — absorbed like lullabies.
The interface pulsed again:
Warning: Template Personality Influence DetectedCountering with Goddess Identity…Result: Seidruna's Will Prevails
Good. I wanted genius and power — not a nose-less destiny.
My tiny hand rose. Moonlight gathered around my fingers.Snakes on tapestry walls slithered just to be near me.Threads of fate bent and shimmered under my gaze.
Hela stared at me with dark curiosity, her aura already hinting at the death she would command one day.
She babbled something unintelligible.
I babbled back — in Parseltongue.Her eyes widened. She didn't understand —
But Odin did.
He turned slowly toward me, one brow raised.He felt the shift.He sensed the magic— my magic.
He smiled faintly.
"A prodigy," he murmured."Just as the Norns foretold."
No.More than a prodigy.
A goddess armed with a villain's brilliance.A destiny rewritten with every breath.
I cuddled closer to my father, letting my silver hair shimmer like moonfire.
Inside… I was laughing.
This time, I write my fate.This time, I control the magic.This time, I choose who lives…and who kneels.
And someday, when I'm old enough?
I'm getting a girlfriend that can handle all of this.