Magnus Torino was a genius billionaire with multiple defence contracts from different countries . His empire spanned continents and he had his hand in every piece of industry at that time .
But before he rose to that level, he was Magnus Torino , son of Alfonso Torino ( a.k.a shadow Torino) . His father was the underboss of the Benedicto crime family and with the Don having no children, Magnus was being groomed from a young age to take over dealings of the family.
It worked for a while , he put in work and made a name for himself in the family. He had even whacked some people for the family.
But things changed when at the age of twenty he was at an air show at an army base seeing different powerful aircrafts being flown overhead. This did not fill him with joy , however he felt that his life was unfulfilled so he enrolled in an engineering program in a local university and within a year he had found his calling as he excelled exceptionally well during that period and was offered a scholarship to MIT and it was there that he truly made his mark in the world.
The family was not happy about this development but when he offered to lead the family towards legitimate business,there was no dispute.
So he took money as investment from the capos and the Don as his first investors and began the conglomerate known as Waterrock and within a span of ten years he had made billions of dollars for himself and his investors. He was involved in aviation, telecommunications, space exploration, food production, energy production, etc . Any thing that had an inkling of generating money was swallowed up by his company.
Now Magnus who was supposed to be on a plane to Berlin found himself lying on a paved road, with dried blood on his face and long dark brown hair . Suddenly memories started flowing into his head causing him to scream out in pain .
Passersby looked at him as if he had gone crazy but still they went on their way .
Magnus just found out that he was a street rat and he had gotten into a fight that turned bad after he was hit on the head with something.
He didn't remember much but he knew that he would be turning sixteen the next day and then he would have an opportunity to awaken his magic or not depending on his luck .
For an hour, he sat under a tree assimilating information into his mind .
Once a mage awakens his power , for backing he or she is most likely expectes to join a clan , family, sect or a religious organization. There they could be trained and forged to serve to purpose of the organization in exchange they would get money and all material benefits they needed.
But there was a twist, mages who were born in to these organizations had a headstart above the outsiders like Magnus who had to work twice as hard before they could make a name for theirselves.
Surprisingly, Magnus was unbothered with the discovery of magic but rather his perceived backwardness of this world, with so many natural resources and they had not even thought of exploiting. Rather they focused all their might on magic .
He started having strange thoughts of how he was going to to remake this world in his image and bring it into an age of technology while milking them if their money at the same time. The world was ripe for his taking and he was not going to rest until he was back on the top where he belonged .
Magnus then picked up himself from the floor and then trugged ahead to his shack located in the slums of Berlin. As he was walking he noticed something different, it seemed that the world was no longer plagued with racism but rather class disparity.
Inside his wooden shack, there was nothing but a spare set of clothes and a straw mat . Magnus sighed at the poor sight and made a mental note to leave this place within a month.
He quietly lay down and closed his eyes , evidently transmigration was a very stressful process.
But he didn't actually sleep, he was not used to the environment, the smell and the cold hard floor. So he did nothing but toss and tumble all night. By the next morning he was very tired .
He tried to stand up to get a morning workout but something strange occurred, a strange wave of energy knocked him down and pressed him to to the ground. It was as if his head was being drilled with a machine with no option of movement.
The pain was overwhelming but he focused his mind on staying awake. He saw himself being skinned alive as the energy went into his body . His bones cracked , his lungs and internal organs seemed as if they were on fire.
Then came the final part , a dark cloud started forming above the roof of his shack , visible for others to see . A huge bolt of lightning immediately left the cloud, passed through the roof of the shack and struck him in the chest area and his body started to absorb it till it was gone. Then a pillar of fire rained from the clouds and was absorbed into Magnus body and finally was a torrent of water, all was absorbed by Magnus then the clouds suddenly vanished.
Magnus had become a mage with three elemental abilities, fire , lightning and water but he was not happy, the transformation had disorganized him entirely that it took him a few hours to organize himself.
He could see patches of his former skin and some blackish green substance splattered across the room . It smelled really bad so he opened the door to get some air .
But then there was a crowd at his front door , his awakening was already public knowledge and the fact that he had three elemental abilities was also a known fact.
It then dawned on him that most people only had one ability, two was considered unique and three was a one in a million case .
He had now become a very priced commodity because at the moment he was still resting, the representatives of various clans , families, sects and the church were outside his door waiting for him .
He could not longer chose not to be a participant, he was already caught up in the power struggle of the world of mages where he was seen a useful tool and nothing more so he had to choose while he had the chance or the decision would be made for him .