WHOOSH! Rudra crashed into reality—or at least the void between realities—face-first.
"OW! My cosmic nose!"
"Tch. How pathetic. And you call yourself my master?"
Rudra looked up. Hovering before him was a holographic figure: short pink hair, crossed arms, pouty face.
"System? Is that you?"
"Hmph! It's not like I wanted to help you. I'm just following protocols, b-baka!"
Rudra blinked. "Wait. Did you just 'baka' ? Did I get a tsundere AI?!"
"S-Stupid! Who'd want to be your AI willingly?! I just... had to. Because ROB said so!"
"This... is the best thing ever."
MAYA materialized a glowing portal.
"We're heading to the Harry Potter universe. Try not to embarrass yourself, will you?"
"Harry Potter?! YES! Wands, magic, butterbeer! I'm going full genius orphan mode!"
"Don't forget, you requested an identity: Indian father, English squib mother. Very tragic. So cliché."
"Perfect for maximum plot relevance. Let's go!"
WOOSH!
London, 1982 – Orphan Mode: Activated
At the age of two, Rudra found himself in a dim orphanage. The matron, Mrs. Eleanor, observed him closely.
Monologue: "Step one: gain the matron's trust. Step two: show off just enough genius to look cute, not creepy. Step three: dominate the academic world. Easy."
"Maya, run Operation: Adorable Genius."
"Hmph. You're already annoying. Initiating."
Rudra toddled up to Mrs. Eleanor, tugged her skirt, and said, "Matwon, what's the capital of Zimbabwe?"
Mrs. Eleanor blinked. "What?"
"Harare! Hehe!" Cue sparkly smile.
"Maya, how's my public image?"
"Ugh. Local newspapers call you the 'Prodigy of Paddington.' You've won spelling bees, general knowledge quizzes, and—you even wrote children's poems?!"
"Branding, Maya. Branding. The more wholeso I look, the more shocked everyone will be when I beco OP."
Rudra also joined singing and dancing competitions.
"I dedicate this song... to the orphans of the world!"
Crowd: AWWWW!
"Tch. Stop acting like an idol!"
On his tenth birthday, as Rudra blew out his candles, boom!
The lights flickered. Objects levitated. The cake floated.
"Maya. Status?"
"You've manifested magic. Control stable. Energy flow: smooth. Also, the cake's gonna fall—"
SPLAT!
"Dang it."
Rudra locked himself in his room for hours.
"Must build mind shield... must read minds... telekinesis stable... danger sense activated..."
"Ugh. Try not to fry your brain. Baka."
"This is the path to greatness! Also, stop calling that."
"Never."
Rudra had beco a household na. He starred in local children's ads for clothes and cereal brands.
One day, soone tried to kidnap him.
CRASH! Their van slipped on a suspicious banana peel.
ZAP! Another got struck by a freak lightning bolt.
"Maya, did you..."
"Pfft. Accidents happen. Definitely not my danger sense manipulating probabilities."
"You're totally a yandere AI too, aren't you?"
Beep! [MAYA SYSTEM – STATUS DISPLAY]
Na: Rudra Raja Kumara
Age: 11
Race: Human (Magical)
Background: Orphan (Indian Father, English Squib Mother)
TALENTS:
- Intelligence: EX
- Adaptability: EX
- Comprehension: EX
- Control: EX
- Charisma: A
MAGICAL SKILLS:
- Telekinesis: Interdiate
- Telepathy: Interdiate
- Mind Reading: Advanced
- Mind Shield (Occluncy Prep): Advanced
- Danger Sense: Active
NON-MAGICAL SKILLS:
- Singing: Pro Level (Heartthrob Edition)
- Dancing: Idol Tier
- Poetry (Children's): Bestseller Status
- Academic Genius: High School Graduate at 11
SPECIAL TRAITS:
- Eclipse Mirage (LOCKED – Requires Magic Core Stability)
- Unlimited Inventory: Available
- Quantum Mind Palace: Active
REPUTATION:
- Child Prodigy of London
- Local Celebrity
- Suspected Wizard (Under Watch by Magical Authorities)
"MAYA SYSTEM: Ready for OWL—*Oh Wait, Letter!*"
"Well, Maya. The Hogwarts letter should arrive any minute now."
"I can't believe you milked the Muggle world like a true capitalist before even touching magic."
"Don't hate the player, hate the multiverse."
Knock knock.
"Showti."
To Be Continued...
Next ti: Hogwarts, beware. Rudra's coming—with plans, power, and a tsundere AI who definitely doesn't like him.
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