Demosn, Magic And Owls (0)

Demosn, magic and owls (0)

Chapter 0: Prologue

Disclamer: Just a fan of crossovers of different kind who wishes for impossible. This is a bit of a teaser for now. My main goals are practice in both English and writing. Criticism is more than welcomed. You can crush me whenever I make a mistake or do something bad. Also, it is a crossover work with main focus on Owl house, but with addition of some of my headcanons on different stuff. All characters that have famouse names or concepts belong to their owners. I just feel a bit bad for how unpopular Owlboy is and the fact there are no fanfiction aboust such seemingly obviщus crossover. Ane friend of my, more known on Amino as Steve helped with editing of this chapter. Thank you Steve.

Ah, different worlds, universes even. What a sight to behold. Each one like a branch of a tree. All go in different directions and separate even more on separate timelines, but all have the same origin. Yet some of them dry up and need to be cut by a gardener to keep the rest of the tree beautiful and healthy. It is a mondaine job, but needed. Some can be just snapped off easily, some needed gardening tools, but some were stubborn enough to put up a fight.

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It happened when everything ended. Unable to fly, exhausted and powerless, a young owl was falling to their doom. He was a kind guy, helping people however he could and accidentally getting in trouble from time to time. After surviving a destruction of an entire city, many fights with machines many decades old, but falling from the most upper layers of atmosphere proved to be too much for him. Artifacts he took used up all their power to restore the loop. He wasn't afraid. Little guy was the calmest he ever was. His friends were safe and everything was going for the better for them. It was the end.

Or so he thought....

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- You idiot! What in all the universes are you doing. We aren't supposed to interfere!

- I can't just leave it like this. He deserves a better story.

Somewhere on outskirts between universes two unknown beings argued.

- This is his destined end and if you do this - who knows what will happen to the rest of the universes... Plus... Where are you going to put him? There is no room for more. All paths have already settled ways. He won't fit in any.

- Then we will make one. I'm tired of your sticking to the rules." Oh we can't do this. What will happen to the rest. I will research everything possible, but will not do a thing with it." That's what you sound like.

- What are you talking about? I agree to idea of sawing him. You are the creative mind here. Figure out something. And you need to hurry. Ground is rapidly approaching him.

- Well, as a matter of fact, I have an idea.

Replied they. The other didn't say anything, but gave a curious look.

- We need to graft them.

- .... Well. If we are going to experiment, let's choose more. After all. He is the adventurous type. We need to give the guy a

good company.

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Finally! It was done. With just couple lines of a spell, He! Veigar! The most powerful and evil mage that has ever lived across Runeterra! Will be able to overthrow any power there is. And time was no..

- Boss! We have a-

- Be quiet! You are interrupting my moment of glory! I need my gloating to be done fully and correctly.

Said Veiga to a living blob of dark magic he desided to use for his servants.

- B-but boss. We have a problem.

Said it, shivering in fear.

- What problem are you mumbling about? Speak up!

Commanded the sorcerer.

- M-machines. They don't like your storm. They have vaporised Jimmy.

- No! Not the Jimmy!

Dramatically shouted the dark magician before continuing.

- He was making the best sandwiches from you all! I need to fix it.

Added Veigar, walking to arcane machinery, that was under huge pressure of unfavonable amounts of magic, and it was sparkling, while outside was a raging storm made with his magic as well, causing a bit of an imbalance. It wasn't necessary, but he needed it for atmosphere. The dark magician went to it and started to connect unplugged elements, like tubes and wiring.

- M-master, are you sure...

- Silence! Do not doubt your master.

Interrupted yordle, before connecting everything. The flow of magic was restored and was increasing.

- See. Nothing to worry abo-

And then there was a flash of bright light engulfing his hideout.

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- So. Where are you going to graft him to?

- Well. Not only him. I figured he needed a friend. A similar conundrum to follow along and some other nice things. Place must be magical to work everything. I have already figured the artifacts. So they won't be defenceless. Therefore we can give them a lot of adventures!

They spoke, making one of them sigh.

- If we are really doing that, I will pick one for myself then.

- Now we're talking! This will be a grand group project.

- Only problem is that it is a group project with you.

- It is precisely why it is going yo be grand!

And so their work began. Stopping couple events they went on grafting. The world was chosen, and if everything went right, this would be the greatest achievement in their not so eventful lives.

- Oops. The cut is a bit too big. Eh. I believe no-one will notice anything.

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Ah, the Boiling isles. A place full of magic, secrets, dangers and many unusual folk. Inhabited by witches, demons and even a human! A place already strange and bizarre, but when sky was torn apart by the giant tear in a space-time everyone went to panic. It was glowing many unnatural lights. If they weren't used to magic, they most likely would have gone insane. Yet still, something like that could easily be taken as a world ending event. But, for some reason only Titan could possibly know it just mended itself, disappearing without a trace. Or, atleast, so they thought.

This is a story about discovery, foolishness, curiosity, warriors and heroes. It is the world that wasn't supposed to be this way . Yet hete it is and so we are here to watch it unravel.