[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rmBRrwyf/image.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]:  Akademos > Wales
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Basic Spellcraft, Conjuration[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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Max tried not to look too surprised when she'd declared her mother was a fairy. Mutants existed, so why couldn't fairies? But even then so much began to run through his mind. Until this moment Max had assumed fairy tales, myths, and legends all could be explained by ancient mutants that humanity simply couldn't understand. The gods, demigods, old and new, all mutants that were raised to a higher power by more simple civilizations. It was part of why Max studied old tales, why he learned Latin and became invested in archeology. It was a gateway to the past of his kind, but now an entirely new species was being brought to his attention and it felt as if he was a child first learning about the world.

As the subject changed and he noticed the tone in Pixie's voice, he extended out his pinky to complete the pinky promise. The whole point of this trip was so that only they would know what was spoken about here. No one to eavesdrop or butt in. Just two mages talking without boundaries. What he hadn't expected was for Magiks name to be brought up. His stomach twisted as he instinctively pulled back. His legs moving up near his chest slightly as he thought about what had happened when she died. He wanted to break the news to her about what happened, but all the wind got knocked out of his chest at Pixie's final comment. 

Max stared blankly at the blades of grass before him. Trying to make sense of what she'd just said, searching for the words to say. Anything to say. [Color=aba400]"I…don't have my entire soul? What, like, I never did? Or I lost it? Or did I somehow have a demon steal my bloodstone? Is…"[/color] Max stared off, his eyes shaking as he thought back to the day Magik died. How the demon claimed her and no one was able to stop it. Was that what was going to happen to him when he died? Would a demon claim his soul too? [Color=aba400]"Am I going to be claimed by a demon when I die?"[/color]

[h1][b][i][color=E610B8][center]Echo[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9FWbx1tc/image.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=E610B8][b]Location[/b][/color]: Green Lagoon / Astral Plane
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Harry had no idea what or who this Shadow King was. But if he understood anything, possession was typically never a good thing. He hadn't recalled seeing David around back when he was at Xaviers, though with how many students there were that wasn't entirely surprising. But to learn not only of what happened to David, but also his father's clear neglect for him. It made Harry glad he hadn't decided to stick around the mansion to become an X-men. How anyone could wear that emblem proudly knowing how Charles treated his children. Harry took David's hands into his own. [Color=E610B8]"I'm sorry that happened to you. Xavier really wins the worst father of the year from what I can gather."[/color]

Barry gritted his teeth a bit. Noting Veils edge in her tone and the agitation that was clearly growing more by the second. Harry was [i]not[/i] going to like this when he came back. "Well. David and Harry wanted to have a bit of a private conversation. Sooo as Barry has said, David's in control of the telepathy and that apparently includes whisking them both off away to somewhere far enough that…well that I can someone come out and speak. I…don't really know how to bring him back unless either David does so or perhaps another Psychic tries it. But that sounds dangerous in my opinion "[/color] Barry tried to give her the most apologetic smile he could muster. But he truly had little to no insight on the matter and more so on how he even came to be.