reborn as me in marvel

With the Deathly Hallows in his possession, Kai felt his mastery over magic increase exponentially. He had already learned much from Morgana le Fay, and his Basilisk was a loyal servant—yet these artifacts, combined with the raw dark power he had gained from the Dark Side of Magic, gave him an edge unlike any other.

But it was not just the Hallows that held his attention. In the deepest corners of the chamber, Kai felt a deeper presence—a force that transcended time, a power tied to the very essence of death itself. This was not just magic—it was the very foundation of existence. He could feel the power of the grave calling to him, offering him dominion over life and death in a way that was almost intoxicating.

His gaze shifted to the ancient symbols carved into the walls, each representing a different aspect of death's dominion. The ancient Rites of the Dead were etched here, forbidden incantations that could alter the very fabric of life itself—bringing the dead back, bending the spirits to his will, and even ending life with a mere thought. These spells were the foundation of necromancy—dark, forbidden magic that only the most powerful wizards dared to study.

With the Elder Wand in hand, Kai began to learn and absorb the ancient texts. The magic of death was dangerous, but its power was irresistible. It was as though he was meant to wield it, to dominate the very concept of mortality itself. He could bring back the fallen, command legions of spirits, and even reshape the balance of life and death in the wizarding world.

And with the Resurrection Stone, he could summon the dead—but not in the traditional sense. He could bend their wills, summon their spirits for his use, and speak with them as if they were still alive. His mind raced with the possibilities. He could seek knowledge from the greatest minds of the past, resurrect the lost, and create an army of the dead—each one bound to his command.