Chapter 2

It's been a couple of days since I have arrived in this world. I was given orders to rest due to my cracked skull which was healed during my awakening.

I mean seriously my skull has cracks and they're telling me to sleep it off!?

Seriously this body was a mess before I took over, Archmage said it only had three years before dying from multiple organ failure. So as per contract, I was healed from all of that upon arrival.

This means I need to run before they noticed my miraculous recovery... Wait they would probably declare me a miracle child which is worse.

I always disliked religious people due to being forced into it by the society I lived in. I would rather be chased by the church than join them.

Anyway, I am laying on my humble bed in my room which is small as it could get, the only decoration in the room is the cross hanging on the wall and a small library with books on totally non-biased explanations on different races in the world.

I would have liked to read some but I am busy trying to get used to the migraine I am having.

Archmage can pick up any magic I can see, also it grants me the ability to sense magic like a sixth sense.

Unfortunately, there's a bunch of mythological magic systems covering the world and none of them are compatible with each other.

I suddenly understood why Ophis desires silence, I suddenly want to hug and comfort the poor loli.

"I didn't leave chronic pain for chronic migraine dammit!" In the end, I tried to forget about that and get back to work.

I was looking into viable escape routes and I am saying it, God of the Bible fucked Angels big time. I don't mean it literally but the Holy Magic deal they use has much more restrictions compared to Demonic Magic or I am doing something wrong while using it which is also probable.

One might ask where did I get the Holy Power, the answer is my sword. Holy swords are capable of generating holy power which I utilized and took a sample for my Magic Reactor, now I can generate it on my own.

Also, Holy Power is a universal power type so it doesn't matter if I am using the Holy Power I absorbed from Fay forged sword.

I was hoping for free to use imagination-based magic but the reality was cruel.

I can only infuse it into my body at the moment, the most magical thing I did with this stuff was making fire(wasn't holy fire, unfortunately) which revealed some secrets for me.

Holy magic I figured out at the moment is like miracles from Dark Souls, it responds to faith and prayers which makes sense because only the most devout believers of the church have access to it.

I don't think Vasco Strada can make fire with his Holy Power, I should look into that later, OG Merlin here made the magic system from Demonic Magic, why shouldn't I make Miracle System similar to Dark Souls.

I really want to see Asia throwing lighting while calling out to God...

I should take Merlin's name as well, after all, I do count as a Hero Descendant and those guys took the name of their ancestors.

So, I took my time to come up with a solution to my imprisonment and how to escape.

Today however I was looked over for my head and permitted to keep training, I think they also want to see how well I perform after my 'mental disability' was 'cured'.

So here I am, standing in front of Ewald himself. He already drew his sword but before we could start he started monologuing.

"Excellent recovery time warrior! This just shows the might of our Lord..." Yeah, I tuned him out...

Most males in this world are already one dimensional to make Issei look like a goddamn hero and I especially hate this guy due to what I read about him on his Wiki Page.

While he was monologuing about God's grace, I drew out my holy power and used the possible teleportation prayer I came up with while hoping someone would respond to my prayer.

"O heavenly Father, save this lost child of yours from this den of heresy!" I had to close my eyes to hide my eye roll.

I used my sword as a filter point, at worst I will end up in Fairy Land or wherever this sword was forged. I can just tell them I am here to return the sword.

Following my 'prayer' I was engulfed in a pillar of golden light and got teleported out of that place.

I really wanted to see Ewald's face when he saw my 'prayer' getting through. In his eyes, I prayed to God after all.

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(After MC teleports out)

There was a moment of silence after the boy's prayer was accepted, then all hell broke loose.

"Find me that kid's file right now!" Roared Ewald.

He was one of the people who didn't have high enough clearance to learn about God's demise.

This event shocked him and the others in the institute to the core. After all, they assumed God would understand them since he didn't smite them yet.

The kid called this place Den of Heresy which isn't wrong from a certain point but the fact that his prayer went through meant they fucked up big time.

After some time one of the nuns came back with the kid's file.

[Subject N132: Cloned from a piece of perfectly preserved bone marrow found during Church's search for Sheath of Excalibur. It was suspected that the bone marrow belongs to Merlin Ambrosius and was used without any tampering.]

"Why in God's name no one told me about this!? Why were we training the clone of the best magician the church had with swords!" Ewald roared again only to get no answers.

No one was able to remember why they missed such crucial detail, of course, they didn't know it wasn't their fault...

"Well, he shouldn't be far away, he probably ended up in some church. Find him and bring him back. I have to inform the Pope." With his last piece said Ewald departed from the Sigurd Institute feeling dirty from just being here.

"We need to cleanse this land, after all God sent his message. Clearly, this is a den of heresy." (AN: By the way this Ewald wanted to burn down an orphanage with kids still inside just because the church discovered an old satanic ritual that hasn't been used in centuries in the basement of the orphanage.)

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(Merlin POV)

"Well, you got the genders wrong but this is the first time someone prayed to me, so I'll let it be." I opened my eyes only to see the most gorgeous women I ever saw in my life so far.

Pale blonde silky hair spilling down to her back, smooth unblemished skin, and that emerald eyes filled with malice...?

"So, kid who are you and why did you pray to me, Morgan Le Fay?" Okay, I may have made a critical mistake.

"I am here to return this sword?" I quickly presented the sword hanging on my belt.

"Oh! That's indeed one of ours, too bad it is not Excalibur. That piece of shit Bedivere didn't return it like he was told, then the sword broke from lack of proper maintenance."

Morgan's expression softened after hearing me and took the sword from my hands, I sighed in relief seeing this.

"Well, you still haven't introduced yourself it is rude you know. Didn't your parents taught you that?"

"Ahem, unfortunately, I have no parents in this world but my name is Merlin..." I barely had enough time to dodge before Morgan struck me.

"I am not a person that likes jokes like that kid..." Seriously, did no one use that name after Merlin's death?

Why did she get triggered?

"I am serious! The Church has a cloning facility and they cloned me from his remains." I quickly raised my hand while infusing my whole body with holy power just in case. Thankfully my words got her to stop.

"Well, I hope you're not lying... For your own sake." Saying that Morgan twirled her hand creating a magic circle under me.

According to Archmage, it is a magic equivalent of a DNA test. Guessing her next action I covered my ears.

"Those disrespectful pedophiles!" Morgan screeched before she started to heave.

"Elder sister, what's going on?" Is that Arthur? Are they living together here?

"Arthur, those assholes cloned Merlin!" Morgan threw herself at her brother's arms and started to cry, leaving me feeling awkward.

"There, there I am assuming that's him? But he doesn't look like him are you sure?" Arthur gently consoled his sister while inspecting me.

Huh, one would think they would have a bad relationship after the shit Morgan pulled over Arthur the again it is been some years.

(I am going to put an image of Arthur and Morgan here if my phone doesn't die midway.)

"There were lots of experiments afterward, though I kinda like the new hair color." I replied in return since Morgan doesn't seem to be capable of answering.

"I see, well he was our teacher, so he has a special place in our hearts. You're welcomed to stay here as much as the rest of the Fay allows. Follow me you look like you could use a bath." With his reminder, I looked at my clothes that got dirtied while rolling away from Morgan's attack.

Nodding to him I got up and followed the pair of siblings to their house through the forest.

Let's hope I can learn some Fairy Magic before I have to leave.