The sacred right side of a certain anime

On December 1, 1947, in a rural village in England where the Severn River flows, in a dilapidated weed shed, Aleister Crowley lay on a pile of weeds. He was breathing heavily, and his body was stained with blood, like a broken doll.

Life was fading in his body, and it might not be long before he would face death.

"It's so ugly that I failed in the end... This is the price I have to pay after killing my own child with my own hands."

Aleister lay there in a big letter shape, unconsciously recalling his life over the past thirty years.

In 1919, Aleister was hiding in Egypt, beginning to build the beginning of his own plan, but he did not expect to meet a stranger in the 'imaginary phase' one day. He guessed that the other party had found the imaginary phase where he was hiding because he had cracked the Book of Law, so he did not hesitate to use his strongest spell that would trigger ten times the power of the Big Bang when the enemy was set as the 'Devil' to kill the other party.

Aleister succeeded. He was the greatest magician of the 20th century who could fight against the Demon with a mortal body. Aleister also failed because he did not kill the so-called 'enemy', but his son who had his blood and was called a family.

The moment he saw the other party's true body, whether it was from the genetic inheritance, the flow of blood or the resonance of magic and soul, Aleister was undoubtedly convinced that it was his child, a child born to him by one of his countless lovers.

That At that moment, Aleister went completely crazy. He abandoned his rationality as a human being, gave up the plan he had just started, and left Egypt without hesitation, and returned to England, a land that was extremely dangerous to him, to fulfill his last responsibility as a father and find the trace of the child he had killed by mistake.

He knew what he was going to face, that was the pursuit of all magicians in the world. For him, the"greatest heretic" who wanted to destroy magic and had the ability to do so, anyone with magic power would never let him go.

Among these magicians who were hunting him, the English Puritans were the most crazy and desperate. Although Aleister was strong, he was only a human being after all. From 1919 to 1947, Aleister had fought with magicians all over the world for a full 28 years. Just the day before, Aleister, who was already exhausted, was finally caught by the assassination team of the English Puritans and seriously injured in the countryside of England.

"……This is exactly what I want to end up like."

Aleister didn't have any sadness or despair. All his despair had been filled up the moment he killed his own child 28 years ago. He knew clearly what his life would be like, that is, he would always face failure and setbacks. Failure and setbacks would never defeat Aleister.

No matter the demon god that could destroy and distort everything, no matter the road that was as difficult as ascending to heaven, no matter what kind of desperate situation, they could not defeat this terrible and powerful man. The only ones who could defeat Aleister were his family!

"Snap——"

The door of this country straw house was pushed open, and Aleister listened to the footsteps coming from outside. He was so calm before his death that he could even joke frivolously:"……Which lucky person found me? The English Puritans? The Roman Catholic Church? The Russian Orthodox Church? Or maybe some magic society? I guess the English Puritans are more likely."

"……Take my head and exchange it for a reward. I think my head is still very valuable in this world."

The person who walked in from outside did not say anything, as if he wanted to scare Aleister with this oppressive atmosphere.

Then, Aleister finally saw the person coming.——

"Frog?"

Aleister looked in amazement at the old man with a frog face who appeared in front of him. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses and looked a little bloated, but Aleister had never seen him before. This old man didn't seem to be the magician who had chased him before.

"How can you call someone a frog when you first meet him? That's so rude."

The old man muttered in dissatisfaction, then came to Aleister and looked at him seriously."……It's a serious injury. If it was a step later, you would have died."

"Who are you?"

Aleister was now as weak as a newborn baby. Facing this old man who could kill him at any time, he was not very vigilant and just asked calmly.

"Who am I?"

The old man whispered, and he turned his head to look at the Severn River not far from the straw house, as if he saw the surging river in the Jiangnan water town, and the friend who was not afraid of power, life and death, and who burned the opium that broke the backbone of the nation while reciting poems and laughing.

He shook his head and smiled:"……I no longer use my old name. If you like, just call me The Ghost Chaser!"

""The Underworld Soul Chaser?"

What an arrogant name, but Aleister did not laugh.

"That's right, time is running out, you better stop talking, I need to extend your life now."

After saying that, the old man named Mingtu Chasing Soul squatted down and prepared to start emergency treatment.

"My body is beyond saving, and no magic can heal me."

Aleister continued calmly, knowing his own injuries very well.

"If magic doesn't work, then use science!"

The Underworld Soul Chaser replied nonchalantly.

"science……"

Aleister looked at the old man he had met by chance, and his eyes, which had been dull, brightened up again.

Of course, he didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death, but because he hadn't yet completed his goal and achieved that wish.

For Aleister, even death was just one of his setbacks, and it was definitely not a reason for him to give up.

"Do you know who you are saving?"

"I don't care who you are, I only know that you are a patient who needs surgery urgently, and no matter what happens, I will never abandon my patients!"

Mingtu Chasing Soul said resolutely and sternly.

"He's such a gentle and weird guy.……"

Aleister paused for a moment and continued:"……I have too many enemies in England. I can't stay here any longer."

"Let me think...then let's go to Japan. Japan has just lost the war, and that land is starving and in need of everything. The environment there must be able to accommodate you." After a brief thought, the Underworld Soul Chaser pointed out a way for Aleister.

Later, with the help and treatment of the Underworld Soul Chaser, Aleister saved his life and moved to Japan.

In the eyes of the magic world, Aleister Crowley, the evil and terrible magician, died in the countryside of England on December 1, 1947.

In 1950, the Academy City was first built.——

……

In the darkness, Roy suddenly opened his eyes.