Left alone but happy, I had time to open my Gamer screen, and stare at the waiting Fate point.

No need to search my feelings for what I should. I was the Grey Wizard.

New Path- Magic.

*You have chosen your second Path: Laughing Magician.

-Level ups grant +2 INT, WIS, WILL and MAG, also retroactively.

-MP doubles. TMP triples.

-All Magic Perks gain an upgrade to the next tier.

-Your soul receives major upgrade. SP doubles.

-You gain a new Limit Break. When in a crisis, you can enter the Synchronicity Wave, communing with the cosmos. This grants uncanny luck, avoiding harm, or meeting the right kind of ally to stop an apocalyptic event from happening. Magic becomes easy. Once per day.

I bit my lips hard. What the hell? No invulnerability, no speed? The Limit Break was so vague as to not exist at all.

The other stuff was decent, and far better than the Fighter Path, with double the stat increase per level. Plus the other bonuses to perks and my soul. But this limit...

I felt a bit cheated. Oh well. I did ask for this. No taking back now.

My Skill hadn't changed, but my character sheet looked a bit more decent.

Pef Wizard, Level 22. HP 24220+3633, MP 2010+330, SP 1100

Title: Ra's Al Ghul

+10 all attributes, +20 Athletics, +20 Intimidation.

Main profession: Gamer (+1 to all attributes, +10 all Skills)

Secondary profession: Wizard (+2 to Int, Will and Mag)

Tertiary profession: Detective (+2 to Per, +10 Awareness, + 10 Logic)

Strength: 217

Agility: 217

Endurance: 1211

Intelligence: 195

Wisdom: 194

Willpower: 275

Magic: 105

Perception: 152

Charisma: 140

Not as pathetic as before. Over 100 Magic! I had no idea what it meant, but it was good anyways.

And my mental attributes were now about 10 times a normal human.

Might as well bite the bullet and go meet Lady Fortuna. Maybe the other Limit Break would help more.

A quick shower later, and I arrived in Hub City to see a blackjack dealer.

"Lord Wizard. You are expected." the usher said with grave voice.

A minute later, I was transported to the same mystical nexus as before. Lady Fortuna was seated on a throne, like a queen waiting for my supplication.

"Lady Fortuna. I wanted to thank you for your help. My soul has grown a lot since we met last time." I began in a modest voice.

Then I took out a large fruit basket and placed it at the bottom of her dais. Apples and oranges, of course.

She grinned, appearing pleased at my offering.

"Do you think I can be appeased with some fruits?" she asked in a teasing voice.

"Uhm. I read about ancient temples...should I brought a live goat, slit their throat on your steps?" I asked back in a confused voice.

Her eyes darkened, and a wave of Dark Magic hit me full force. My Light of the Soul flared out, holding the darkness at bay, far more easily than before.

"Oh? You did become stronger, Lord Wizard. Not strong enough...but decent." she allowed and drew back the magic. My fruits were all decayed and rotten by now.

I took out the latest Miracles. "Fine. I also brought some of my formulas. They even work on the skin, increasing beauty. Take the white one first." I muttered a bit displeased. My gambit with the fruits failed. Different pantheon perhaps?

Fortuna waved a hand, and brought the two inhalers into her hand. Telekinesis! I wanted that!

As my puny magician mind struggled to copy her magic, the ancient shaman inhaled my miracles and barely groaned. She was also made of stern stuff. But then she must be, to survive so long on this deathword.

I copied her spell a little, moving the desiccated fruits a bit. So hard!

Fortuna was admiring herself in a water mirror, so I copied that spell as well. Show me more, old monster!

"I hear you have become the new Ra's Al Ghul. And dear Damien is now your worst enemy." Fortuna spoke after a few minutes.

I raised a finger, then lowered it back. It was true, after a fashion. "An accident. That assassin tried to infect my city with a bioweapon. After I killed him, his people came to me and offered allegiance."

"Haha! That must be the most pathetic thing I heard in decades. A bookish, lab-rat of a wizard becoming the most feared man on the planet. By accident!" she exclaimed in a fit of giggles.

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"So I am planning to use them for my ends now. Policy change, most often." I added in a serious voice.

Fortuna tapped her chin, in deep thought. "Curing cancer is not enough for you, Grey Wizard?"

"Disease, famine. I will end them. I can and I will." I said in a level tone, and stood a bit straighter.

"Maybe you can, Grey Wizard. If you can grab his idol and use the nexus under Star City. That was your plan, right? Use my help for this?" Fortuna asked with amazing perception.

Fuck. She wasn't going to help. Limit break then. The universe shifted course once more.

"When nukes fall on Hub City, and the entire world, will you need my help? When aliens stronger than Superman invade? I hope to defeat this threat by myself, but if I fail everyone dies." I countered with conviction. Words just entered my mouth, coming out of nowhere.

Her fingers moved, and magic was so easy. A dozen subtle contingencies layered in patterns, reaching to light and dark spirits. I avoided them without any effort. Not unlike my Astral Traps, yet even more advanced.

"You escaped the pattern, Grey Wizard? Very well, I will hold Damien off while you deal with the rest. As for the consequences of facing against the Horsemen, that will be on you. Let's hope you grow strong enough." she spoke in a vast and mystical voice.

The nexus vanished, and I returned to the blackjack table. I left my million dollars earnings as a tip and walked out.

Maybe, just maybe I could save this world. Pestilence, Famine, War and Death. The Four Horsemen.

But I was the Grey Wizard. I would bet on myself anytime.

I returned to my trap lair under Star City, to meet Sara who stared at me in surprise. "Errr. The diamonds were for a good cause..." she muttered in a cute way.

"Nevermind that. The League of Assassins. Think we can use them to induce policy change? Farming and such." I asked and grabbed a bottle of whiskey.

Sara sat beside me on the couch, and waited for me to pour some for her. "Bribing and threats, maybe killing the bad ones. Should work." she mused in her glass.

"Won't be enough, but it is a start. I'll look into better crops, for deserts and tundra. Water is the main problem for growing food though." I added in a thoughtful voice.

"You are really going to do this? Use everything to end famine." Sara whispered in disbelief.

"It is your dream, in this new life. I'll help as much as I can, my dear." I answered in a mild voice.

*Affection +20 70/100.

"Hmm. You make me so horny right now." Sara growled a bit hungry.

"We do have to visit Nyssa and settle your stuff. Fancy a threesome?" I asked at random.

"Fuck. I am actually that horny. Let's bang that bitch!" Sara accepted with a wide grin and gulped her whiskey in one go.

A second later, we arrived at Nanda Parbat, the hidden city in Tibet. Nyssa just stared at Sara, with hope in her eyes.

"Come, Nyssa. We have a long night ahead." I demanded in a grave voice.

The other Assassins knelt as we passed by, and Darth Gore raised his thumb for luck. I made my own luck, but thanks anyways.

As I locked the door, Nyssa began to undress at speed, surprising Sara who looked at me with a glint in her eyes.

"Did you miss your Daddy, Nyssa? You love Ra's Al Ghul, right?" I asked as I stored my armored suit, and remained naked, my dick hard in front of her face.

Nyssa just nodded and knelt in front of me to worship my dick. "Yesssh, Daddy. I missed your tasty dick." she spoke with a slobbering mouth

"Like it, Sara? I prepared a hot meal for us." I asked in a wry voice.

"Oh, it's better than I thought. But I want you to fuck my brains out first. Nyssa can wait like the bitch she is." Sara said in a pleased voice, and undressed as well.

I just switched mouths, and let her fuck her mouth on my dick. "Nyssa dear, lick her pussy for me." I demanded in a curt tone.

"Of course, Daddy!" the feared assassin exclaimed and went to lap at Sara's cunt.

"Harder." Sara demanded in a horny voice. Oh well. Sara was enhanced now, she could take a bit more.

I drew her deep onto my dick, and just enjoyed her throat for a minute.

When I came out, Sara turned around and bent over, offering her wet pussy, still glinting with Nyssa's saliva. I slid right in, and began to pound my new bitch. She was a great lay indeed.

"Oh, just like that. Daddy!" Sara yelled without prompt.

I came so hard, I sprayed out until I grabbed Nyssa and filled her mouth. What a killer night.