I held the Summoning Talent Card in my hand, feeling the latent power thrumming beneath my fingers. A simple flick, a whisper of incantation, and the card spun to life, displaying countless potential figures from parallel worlds. Wizards, sorcerers, magical creatures… even some beings whose very essence defied conventional magic.
The wheel spun endlessly, a kaleidoscope of faces and names flashing before my eyes. My pulse quickened as it slowed, finally stopping on one figure: Itachi Uchiha.
A calm, stoic presence materialized before me, already integrated into the magical world. He was dressed in a dark cloak that could have been pulled from Slytherin's aesthetic, his posture flawless, calm, and perfectly measured.
I regarded him carefully. "Itachi Uchiha," I said aloud, testing his presence. "You are now part of this world. You will be loyal to me. Understand?"
He tilted his head slightly, those dark eyes—magical crystal enhancements mimicking his Sharingan—studying me. "I understand," he replied, his voice quiet, precise, and unwavering. "I serve the one who summoned me."
I nodded, satisfied. "Good. You are now officially under my command. Slytherin House suits you. Your talents with mind magic, illusions, and strategy will be invaluable."
He gave a slight, almost imperceptible bow. "I will act with discretion and efficiency. Any threat, magical or otherwise, will be neutralized."
I took a moment to examine his abilities, quickly reviewing the magical adaptations I had integrated into this world for him:
Mind's Eye (Sharingan): Mastery of Legilimency and Occlumency. His thoughts are nearly impossible to read, while his ability to probe minds is unparalleled.
Advanced Illusions (Genjutsu): He can trap enemies in mental constructs so real they can cause deep psychological effects.
Infernal Fire Spell (Amaterasu): Magical black flames, rare and dangerous, precise enough to burn through wards or resist conventional extinguishing.
Reflex Enhancement Spell: Anticipates magical movements with almost supernatural precision.
Magical Artifacts: Kunai and shuriken replaced with enchanted throwing charms. Artifacts amplify his magic.
Magical Tactics Genius: Strategist and tactician. He is capable of planning entire magical operations and predicting even Ministry-level responses.
I smiled to myself. With him integrated into my forces, I could push my Death Eater operations to unprecedented levels. His abilities complemented mine perfectly, especially for infiltration, reconnaissance, and mental domination.
I walked closer to him. "Your first task," I said casually, "is to assist me in training my Death Eaters. Teach them how to defend against illusions, how to manipulate perceptions, and how to anticipate magical threats. Do not hold back."
Itachi nodded once, sharply. "Understood. I will instruct them to reach their maximum potential. None will underestimate me or you."
Satisfied, I stepped back, letting him acclimate to the manor and the other Death Eaters. In silence, he surveyed the room with a calculating gaze, already analyzing every member's potential and weaknesses. I could tell he was already planning strategies, mental contingencies, and magical countermeasures.
I leaned against the table, watching him work. This is exactly the kind of ally I needed, I thought. One who doesn't question, one who thinks ten steps ahead, one who understands the balance between absolute power and subtle control.
A faint smirk crossed my face. "Welcome to Slytherin, Itachi Uchiha. Let's make sure the wizarding world never forgets our names."
He met my gaze for the first time in a long, deliberate silence, and I could feel the weight of his resolve. "They won't," he said simply. "Not now. Not ever."
And with that, my first parallel-world recruit had officially joined my ranks.